sissyabusedreams: degradedsissy1: Some owners of sissies store them away in cages, cells or chains w
sissyabusedreams: degradedsissy1: Some owners of sissies store them away in cages, cells or chains when they leave the house. But others like to take their sissy with them when they visit friends. The vanquished, emasculated former aspirant to manhood can make a good conversation piece, as it kneels, helpless and defeated., in its pantyhose, high heels in women’s clothing, cuffed, collared and chained, gagged, plugged and licked in chastity in a lounge room it can’t see, amongst people it can’t see and can only hear in muffled tones. Inside its tight leather hood, it salivates on its gag, it complete darkness. Two small holes give it limited access to air. It can feel the girlie clothes but it can’t see them. It can feel it’s restraints. It is helpless, feminised and totally vulnerable to whatever it’s owner may do to it or allow others to do it it. It can hear them talking about it, laughing at it, mocking it. It can feel them groping it. It’s like it is in another world or dimension to what goes on outside its hood but still feebly powerless to affect or even intact with what is being done to it outside. No one can see its expressions inside the hood, or even if it is crying, and no one cares. It’s like it’s a just livestock, or an inanimate object, even. Yet there is a life in that hood, even if a totally crushed, bleak one. I know I will always experience pain and degradation. My only hopes is to be worthy enough to make it through the night alive. -- source link