Sissy Showcase
“Now, be a dear and lift your dress for us,” said Rhonda, licking her lips to taunt the sissy standing before her. She leaned forward and plucked her wine glass from the coffee table before taking a long, satisfying sip. Sensing his hesitation, she added, “You wouldn’t want to disappoint my friends, would you?
Unable to do anything more than obey the commands of his domineering mistress, Austin’s mind had completely turned to mush by the time his shaky hands were clasping the skirts of his frilly, sissy dress. Being a wealthy CEO with enough zeroes in the bank to retire ten lifetimes over, this was far from his usual position, though that was a major aspect of what made it so alluring. Control was for the weak. He desired the pleasure of being humiliated and helpless.
That unquenching desire led Austin to Rhonda’s doorstep. She wasn’t your typical dominatrix. She catered only to the elite, operating with absolute discretion for the sake of her clients. To her, Austin was merely another paycheck. But to Austin, she was a Goddess in human form. Before long, he was her most consistent regular, building up their rapport and giving her even more leeway in how she commanded him in the bedroom.
“Strip,” commanded Rhonda simply, gesturing toward Austin’s bed as she did. She wasn’t one for wasting time, a fact that had bolstered her client's reputation. With a list of Austin’s fetishes in her back pocket, she knew exactly how to make him tick. However, perhaps her favorite thing to do was to subvert her client’s list entirely for something certain to fill their cheeks with copious amounts of blush. That’s why her smile doubled as she tossed a diaper onto the foot of the bed.
Austin protested initially but relented after his butt was made raw by his mistress's right hand. Her negotiating powers were truly unmatched. Shamefully, he allowed Rhonda to powder and lotion his crotch before wrapping a ridiculously thick diaper around his waist. To his surprise, his cock was stiffer than it ever had been, ruining any possible defense he may have had. He stiffed further as his favorite dress descended around him, sizzling seductively against the plastic of his nappy.
DING DONG!
Midway through having extensions placed in his hair, the doorbell to Austin’s penthouse apartment sounded off. Given how late the time was, the suddenness of the noise caused his heart to drop momentarily. It dropped further as Rhonda stood up and said, “Oh! My friends are here! Be right back, sweet stuff.” With a smack on his padded booty, she rushed to the door and greeted four of the hottest women Austin had ever seen. Lost in a haze of euphoric embarrassment, he didn’t know what Rhonda had planned but so long as the reaction taking place inside his diaper continued, he didn’t much care.
💜 Artwork By CodiBaby 💜/💕 Story By CrissieBaby 💕