I had this concept rattling around in my head for a while, and it took me a while to find the perfec

I had this concept rattling around in my head for a while, and it took me a while to find the perfect photo to go with it. It was worth the wait, in my opinion. I love the picture and the story I was able to tell with it.Transcript after the break.[Transcript]Mirror, MirrorThe mirrors were what he hated most.Not the cooking or cleaning the toilet.Not the doing the laundry or scrubbing the dishes.Sometimes, he even enjoyed serving Mistress. She was pretty hot, after all, and a chick like her would never pay attention to him otherwise.He didn’t like it when she chained him up and whipped him until he cried and begged for her to stop, but even that wasn’t what he hated most.He hated sleeping in a cage. He hated Mistress’s parties, but they weren’t what he hated most.It was cleaning the mirrors when the reality of it came crashing down on him. The uniforms, the makeup, the hair and nails. The fact that he was nothing anymore, nothing but Mistress’s sissy slave.Staring his reality in the face. That was what he hated most. -- source link

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