What a fucking fag!
I am supposed to excuse sissy’s raspy fag voice because this was the 6th time the homo made the recording. you are so fucking stupid.
And because you sound like a male and not a good sissy homo you are now going to write Me a song, same specifications only rhyme it and SING IT TO ME. Feel free to include words in french to really woo Me. rofl!!!
Perfect Princess Meggerz,
Thank You for allowing me to express my feelings about panties, cocks and YOU, my Owner and Maker. i must say i obeyed Your instructions to a T and am currently wearing cute, silky, frilly, pink panties. It feels so right to wear those. So much like the new me.
To be honest, it’s a long time since i first discovered how exquisite the feeling of silky panties on my skin was. Unsurprisingly, as a teenager i used to steal my elder sister’s panties and wear them in the secret of my room, often having to wash them afterwards in fear she would notice the stain. Later, i often wore panties under my regular men clothes, at school, at work, everywhere. i used to buy them from female undies stores or supermarkets, hoping the saleswomen would assume i got it for my GF or wife.
During the day in those times i was the average macho, sport loving, clean cut young man with friends and girlfriends aplenty. At night though, sometimes, not always, i would slip in my panties and rub my cock through it, hump pillows and stick my fingers or even vedgies in my mangina.
However after a few years i totally quit that stuff and that secret, dark side of my personality seemed to vanish and be gone for good. Then, some years later, that panty drive has been replaced by an absolute, incredibly powerful NEED to submit to stronger, smarter women, which led me to become the welknown slut i now am. Yet at that time i still saw myself as a perfectly regular heterosexual guy, it didn’t come to my mind, at any time, that i could ever approach another man, in spite of my obvious craving for feminization.
As a matter of fact i was bouncing from a Superior Lady to another without direction, without knowing where i was heading to and what exactly i was looking for. Basic domination? Head games? Mind screwing? Yes, obviously, i liked all that, but…i was not feeling complete. i knew it then. i understand why now.
That is actually where You come into my life, Princess Meggerz, and make everything clear. You say things the way they are, break the chains, speak the unspoken, send taboos to the trash and revael the truth: as it is now obvious, i’m not only a submissive hetero with a drive for silky panties, i am indeed a genuine sissy craving cocks, waiting for an opportunity to touch a warm, hard, throbbing penis and take in my mouth.
When i realized this a few months back, i first started to deny it and desperately attempted to stay away from You, the only Person who’d read me corecctly, the One who had what i need, because this was just to big for me to swallow (if i may say so). Admit that i could be, in real life, some sort of panty wearing faggot was close to impossible a few months back.
i tried to stay away, i tried to deny, i tried to ignore the urge. All in vain of course. More and more often, i found myself logging into the LJ account you’d created for me, obsessing over your blog and – why hide it? – over the very little LJ icon You chose for me. i even bought a dildo which i started to lick and suck every night until my mouth and jaw were aching.
Of course i could not possibly resist much longer which is why, last week, i crawled back to Your feet and begged You to allow me to benefit from your training, to transform me, to make me, for real, the eager, willing, enthousiastic cum eater and bimbo i know i can be.
Even today, i’m not quite sure why i crave it. Is it something that’s always been here, something i would do anyway, or do i need to do it because this is what You want Princess? Is there even an answer to this question? i’m not sure.
What IS sure is that i’ll do anything you ask me Princess Meggerz. To this day i never really sucked a cock, but under Your direction i know i will, and that idea makes my clitoris and mangina so wet my panties are already spoiled as i write these lines. You are evruthing that counts, evrything that matters to me Princess and my life is yours for you to mold, use or destroy.
i made a dream last night Princess. You and i were sitting in a nightclub and this young guy, a friend of Yours, came in and sat at my left while you were at my right. You guys strated talking to each other as if i wasn’t even here. After a while, You suggested that i gently stroke his cock trhough his leather trousers, with the tip of my fingers only, slowly, lightly. You said it was important for me to concentrate and feel it get harder and realize i was the one making it grow. The guy was staying still, drinking his vodka, like he was totally unaware of what i was doing. Then You ordered me to drop under the table and gently kiss his cock, still through his leather pants. You said you wanted me to feel it get even harder with my lips. i did so and, indeed, his cock was now huge. i could feel the warmth of it. i realized started to get really wet myself. i wondered what would happen next. But nothing happened. except suddenly You just pinched my ear and said ‘enough for today faggot’, and at that very moment i woke up.
Can You believe i actually had that dream Princess?
Princess Meggerz, lastly i would like to apologize again for the mess i created when i failed to appropriately tribute and please You; i am so stupid sometimes i think i really deserve to become a bimbo. But even a bimbo is so much better than i am.
At this point, i guess You know You will do what You want with me Princess – and i think by now everyone knows it too. i’m ready to cave in and go all the way. i will do anything You say and suck anything you point out. i’m Your whore.
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