FemDom Phone Sex – A Chrissy’s Sissy Story – Part 1
I love sharing my femdom phone sex story with you. This is a special story about my pretty sissy and what happens when she disobeys.
I waited in my recliner. He knew not to test my patience. I’d have to make his already planned punishment even worse.
“Good evening, Miss,” he said, as he walked through the door. I could tell by the look on his face that he knew he had disappointed me.
“What right does my pretty little girl have to be late? Hmm?” I said, as I took a drag of the cigarette I held in my right hand.
“I don’t, Miss… ” He put his bag beside the door and then took off his shoes.
I shook my head at him. “Assume the position.”
He nodded and then started to disrobe.
He unbuttoned his shirt and I could see the grey sports bra I had bought for him. I giggled as he looked down in shame. After his top half was naked, except for the bra, he then unbuttoned his pants and I could see he had obeyed my orders. The lace lining of the panties I had picked out this morning. After the pants were off, he went to the bathroom to finish up what I had asked. I put out the cigarette and waited on my girl to come back. When he came back I could see the lining of the chain he had put between the captive beads in his nipples and the black, leather collar was wrapped tightly around his neck. His green eyes were glassy with anticipation. He sat in front of me.
“Good girl… ” I whispered in his ear, “Now, tell me what you have done to deserve what is coming this night.”
He looked down in shame and I watched as a singular tear hit the floor. “I’m a bad girl, Miss… ”
“And how are you a bad girl?”
“I came while you were away and tried to cover it up… ”
“And?”
“I wore your panties without permission… ”
“Go on.”
“I was late tonight because I didn’t want to get punished… ”
“And so it will be worse. Come, into the room.”
I walked slowly into our bedroom. He was crawling behind me, so I made sure to tempt him with the ass he always wanted to touch. Halfway down the hall, I bent down to pick up the box of toys and he could clearly see up the short, black dress I was wearing.
Once we got to the room, he knew it was time and I was serious. I opened the door and sat the box on my bedside table. He sat Indian-style on a mat beside the door with “My Pretty Little Lady” embroidered on it.
I pulled out a strap-on that was about nine inches long, a paddle, a vibrator, and some lubricating jelly.
His bright blue eyes, halfway covered by his long, brown hair, grew big and he whimpered.
I turned around and pulled up my dress just enough for him to see my shaven pussy. It was right in front of his nose and he was intoxicated by the smell.
“If you’re a good girl tonight, you can get a treat.”
I giggled. I, then, slid on the strap-on and picked up the paddle. “Come, little one,” I said, sitting down on the bed.
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