👑 Sasha — Forced My Husband Into Sissification 👑
Power. Fire. Control. She doesn’t ask — she decides.
Sasha reclined on the plush velvet chaise, her long legs crossed at the ankle as she surveyed her handiwork. Her husband Mark stood before her, dressed in a frilly pink negligee and matching lace panties. His hair was styled in a long, flowing wig that reached his shoulders, the fiery locks a perfect match to her own.
“Turn around, let me see,” Sasha commanded, swirling a finger in the air. Mark obediently pivoted, presenting his newly enhanced assets to his Mistress’ keen gaze.
“Yes Mistress, I look lovely, don’t I?” Mark asked coyly, batting his long lashes. Sasha admired how her tutelage had transformed her husband from a man to a beautiful sissy. The silicone implants in his breasts gave him the enticing curves of a woman, and the padding in his hips and rear made his waist look even slimmer in comparison.
“Very nice, my pet,” Sasha purred, reaching out to fondle one of the firm mounds spilling from the sheer bodice. “Such a pretty little girl you make. I can’t wait to show you off at the party tonight.”
She uncrossed her legs and crooked a finger at him. “Come here and thank me properly for making you so beautiful.”
Mark sank to his knees before her, planting soft kisses along her inner thigh. “Thank you Mistress, for making me your perfect sissy,” he murmured against her skin. “I love being your plaything.”
Sasha shivered at the sensation of his lips on her sensitive flesh. She had always been dominant in the bedroom, but taking control of Mark’s life and feminizing him had been the ultimate power trip. Now she had a docile, obedient little fucktoy to use as she pleased.
She gripped his hair, pulling him roughly into her pussy. “Put that tongue to work, slut,” Sasha ordered. “Eat Mommy’s cunt like a good girl.”
Mark obediently lapped at her folds, his tongue delving deep to taste her juices. Sasha ground herself against his face, smothering him in her musk. “That’s it, worship your Mistress’ pussy. Get it nice and wet for your dick.”
As Mark eagerly obeyed, Sasha reached down to grope his pert ass. She tugged his panties aside to reveal his cock, already hard and leaking in its tight cage. She undid the lock, letting it spring free.
“There’s my pretty little clit,” Sasha cooed, giving it a few strokes. “So big and hard for Mommy. Don’t you dare cum without permission, understand?”
“Yes Mistress,” Mark whimpered against her pussy, doubling his efforts to bring her to climax.
Sasha grinned wickedly, picturing the looks on her friends’ faces when she showed up with Mark on her arm, dolled up like a perfect trophy wife. They’d never suspect that beneath the frills and lace was a hard cock, aching to fuck her cunt senseless.
She couldn’t wait.
