Sissies do as they’re toldRule#49: A sissy’s mouth is not made for talkingRule#50: Sissies love to be degradedRule#51: Big black cock is a delicac... and should be treated as suchRule#52: Sissies love playtimeRule#53: Sissies take every inchRule#54: Sissies always dress slutty when they go out. So they always get fuckedRule#55: Panties are only removed for cockRule#56: No skirt is too shortRule#57: Sissies wear bikinisRule#58: The only use a sissy has for a condom, is slurping up Daddy’s. The fact that I am a longtime cross-dresser makes a routine mundane event like this into anadventure.I have been cross-dressing off and on most of my life. I have gonethrough all of the usual stages that most of us go through. Building awardrobe, guilt, purging, denial and repeating the cycle again andagain. Then I eventually learned to just accept the fact for what everreason, that it is part of my personality and might as well enjoy it inprivate.So having spent the past couple hours. " Drive carefully, Sean" Sure, Maggie. Bye"Maggie spritzed a little perfume between her breasts, and just below her navel. Not so close as to ruin the aroma of her pussy, but close enough, to lead a nose and mouth on, in its travels. She slipped a simple, black dress up over her hips, and shoulders, reached behind her to raise the zipper, slipped into a pair of black pumps, and went into the bathroom, to inspect herself in the mirror. A quick fluff of her yellow-copper hair, and she was ready. He obediently tried to mimic your movements, but he was clumsy, and his own erection began to subside. ‘Sam, will you let me just …?’ He interjected. ‘Why do you ask your partner for permission? You said that you were equals.’ I answered for you. ‘We are equals. However, our relationship is unusual among humans. When it comes to sex, she has voluntarily submitted to my will. She has to ask my permission to do anything sexual, but will do anything I command of her. I own her.’ This concept.