You’re turned on by the soft, luxurious feeling of silk panties against your skin, and the embarrassment those feelings bring. You long to be objectified. Exposed. Used. Abused. To be called a sissy.
You love it when my friends and I laugh at you. You feel fulfilled when serving drinks to us in your frilly little outfit. You’re terrified and excited by my instructions to wear your panties under your work clothes—your secret exposed in the unfortunate event of an accident.
Perhaps you’re a more ardent lover of women’s wear, and you’re bold enough for public scrutiny. If this is the case, let’s go shopping—get our nails done—we can be girlfriends for the day.
Whatever your level, I will use you; I will expose you; I will own you, and you will be my little bitch. Isn’t that right, my filthy, dirty little cocksucker?