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Sissy pictures

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“Yes, clearly you were a Mummy’s boy. The way she indulged your filthy habit of dressing like a little whore was only going to lead you a certain way.”
“Now because Mummy has left your Father and run off with the president of the golf club, as your dutiful Aunt, I’m left to pick up the pieces. So i’ll permit you to wear this shameful costume, but you’ll be working for it.”
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You’ve been with your girlfriend for years. She was just your type. Strong, powerful, demanding. She was clearly in charge of the relationship. You didn’t mind. You were always easy going, layedback, slightly docile. One day she came home from work. You were off that day. She calls out to you to fetch her a glass of wine. You come in holding the glass. She looks at you, staring. You ask her, “What’s wrong?” She says, “Nothing.” You know that look. She is up to something. Few weeks go by. Packages start arriving. Big ones. Little ones and everything in between. You look at the return labels. They say nothing unusual. Things like, Lady Elenor, Universal Cleaning Supply, Exotic Shoes Boutique, and so on. One night you asked her, “What’s going on with all the packages?” She says nothing, total silence. Just an evil smile. She tells you to put in for some vacation time. A week will do. You do it thinking there is a lot of projects that need attention in the house. It’s Saturday. This is where the nightmare begins. It starts off innocently enough. She is dress in a women’s business suit attire. She starts by pointing out things that she wants done. She barks out, “Clean the kitchen! The floors need scrubbing. The dishes are piling up.” You go and start your work. Being so docile. You do it without complaining. She then stops you. She says,”Go upstairs and get cleaned up.” She goes on,” I want you completely scrubbed and shaved. Your entire body.” You go as she commands. You’re in the shower shaving and washing. You hear a racket of noises. You come out. She walks up to you and inspects you. She runs her hand over your body searching for any missed hair. She says,” Perfect.” She then applies powder to you and female perfume. She says,” Follow me.” You are lead to the next room. She tells you,” This where you stay.” The room all done up with a female theme. You look at the bed and see a uniform. Not just a regular uniform, but a French maids uniform. You start to get hard. She sees it. Grabs you by the balls and pulls you over to the bed. Without noticing it. She snaps on a uncomfortable chastity cage. She says,” That should stop that annoying thing for now.” She then commands you to dress. You resist at first, but a few hard slaps to the face stops your protest. You are now dressed and made up. She tells you to look at yourself in the stand up mirror. You go and see the most beautiful young woman in it. You get excited by it, but the cage brings you back. Then you realize it’s you! Now your hell begins. You are dragged by your ear and told clean this house from head to toe. You have 5 hours to complete the assignment. The whole time she is threatening you with her crop. She is mocking, and laughing at you. She says,” You look so happy dressed as a girl. Maybe we can make it permanent.” You start to cry. She barks,” Stop crying you silly bitch. I’ve always suspected you of being a sissy faggot.” You are nearly done your work. You’re exhausted. You forgot the time. You hear the mailman outside, and all the neighbors come to get their children from school. You ask,” Did I please you today Mistress?” She says,” Yes, but one more thing.” You,” Whatever you like Mistress.” She then smiles that evil smile. She says,” Go fetch the mail.” You start to undress ,but she stops you. “Go as you are. I want everyone to see my pretty little obedient sissy maid’s coming out day.”
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Your girlfriend told you she won an all expense paid trip to Paris, France. She told you don’t worry about a thing. She will handle everything down to the smallest detail. Her and her girlfriends will do everything right down to the packing. You smile and are good with it. Less for you to worry about. The big has come. The both of you get settled in your room. She pulls out the plans on what’s what. We will see this. We will go here. We will go there. A very busy schedule. You go out for the day. Unfortunately you had a mishap on the street. You were walking along some street repair area. Some how you lost your balance and fell into the tar. It’s all over you. Your clothes are ruined. She says it’s okay. We’ll just go back to the room. Get washed up and change clothes. You are in the shower scrubbing off the goo. You girl calls for room service. They come. She tells to throw out the clothes. You are just about finished. You hear commotion going on. Your girlfriend is saying, “Shit! Shit! Shit!” You come out asking what’s going on. She says,” I think the airline lost your luggage.” You have no fresh clothes now. What a predicament! She calls the desk and asks do you have anything my boyfriend can wear in his size? They say we have something but it’s meant for a costume party. She tells fine bring it up. When will the men’s stores open? He tells her,” It is a national holiday week. Everything thing is closed to celebrate.” She looks at you and tells you the bad news. You hear a knock on the door. It’s management complimentary outfit. She grabs it. Opens the bag. Looks in and starts to laugh. Omg! This is getting better by the minute. You ask what’s the problem? She tells you to put it on. We didn’t come all the way here for some ridiculous set back to stop us. Besides it’s Europe. Very open minded people here. You look and see a French maids uniform. You say,” I can’t be seen in this!” She replies,” Why not, you were always a bit freaky.” You,” That’s in private.” She barks,” I don’t care! Put it on!” You do as she says. She says,” Now let’s go out and see the city.” You’re totally mortified by that. She grabs your hand and walks almost a jog pace while you struggle mincing along on your heels. You are in the lobby. She sees the hotel manager. Pulls your arm over to him. She tells you to thank him for your uniform. You thank him sheepishly. Your head lowered from embarrassment. Your girlfriend tells you to stop that. She puts her hand under your chin and raises your head. Tears start to flow. She says,” Now curtsy little lady and thank him proper.” You curtly and kiss his hand in gratitude. She then tells you to stand over by the entrance and wait there. You mince over as quickly as possible. She then thanks the manager for his help in getting her true dream to happen. To walk around in Paris with a sexy French maid in tow serving her every need. Oo la la……
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