Speaker 1: Hello, sissy, here's a story that'll set your tiny balls
Speaker 1: on fire. In the grimy industrial underbelly of the city,
Speaker 1: you find yourself chained to a rusted pipe, your naked
Speaker 1: body shivering in the cold. The room is dimly lit,
Speaker 1: and the only sound is the occasional drip of water
Speaker 1: from a leaky faucet. You're a sissy slave, and this
Speaker 1: is your training ground. Your master, a burly man with
Speaker 1: a thick beard and piercing eyes, enters the room. He
Speaker 1: towers over you, his presence commanding and intimidating. He looks
Speaker 1: down at you with a mixture of disdain and lust,
Speaker 1: his gaze lingering on your soft, worthless package. Look at you,
Speaker 1: he growls, his voice a low rumble, a pathetic little
Speaker 1: sissy desperate for a real man's touch. You don't deserve
Speaker 1: to have a cock, do you. You're just a hole
Speaker 1: for my pleasure. You shake your head, your eyes down cast. No, Master,
Speaker 1: I don't deserve it. I'm just a worthless sissy slave.
Speaker 1: He reaches down and grabs your tiny balls, squeezing them
Speaker 1: until you whimper. These are just in the way, aren't they.
Speaker 1: You don't need them to be a good sissy for me.
Speaker 1: You nod, your breath, hitching, yes, Master, please use me.
Speaker 1: I want to be a good sissy for you. He
Speaker 1: releases your balls and walks over to a nearby table.
Speaker 1: Picking up a thick leather strap. He returns to you,
Speaker 1: the leather cold against your skin as he wraps it
Speaker 1: around your neck, pulling you close. You're going to be
Speaker 1: a good little sissy, aren't you, he asks, his voice
Speaker 1: a dangerous purr. Yes, Master, You whimper, your body trembling
Speaker 1: with anticipation and fear. He pulls you to your knees
Speaker 1: and unzips his pants, revealing his thick, hard cock. He
Speaker 1: grabs your head and forces you to take him into
Speaker 1: your mouth, his hips thrusting roughly. You're mine now, sissy,
Speaker 1: he grunts. You exist for my pleasure. You're just a
Speaker 1: hole for my cock. You suck him eagerly, your tongue
Speaker 1: swirling around his shaft, desperate to please him. He grabs
Speaker 1: your hair, pulling your head back and forth, using your
Speaker 1: mouth for his pleasure. You gag and drool, but you
Speaker 1: don't stop. You can't stop. You're his now, a sissy slave,
Speaker 1: and you wouldn't have it any other way. He pulls
Speaker 1: out of your mouth, his cock glistening with your spit.
Speaker 1: He forces you to your feet and bends you over
Speaker 1: a nearby bench, your ass exposed and vulnerable. He spits
Speaker 1: on your whole, rubbing it in with his thumb, before
Speaker 1: positioning his cock at your entrance. You're going to take
Speaker 1: this like a good little sissy, aren't you, he asks,
Speaker 1: his voice a low growl. Yes, master, You whimper, pushing
Speaker 1: your ass back against him, begging for it. He slams
Speaker 1: into you, his cock filling you completely. You cry out,
Speaker 1: the pain and pleasure mixing together, sending waves of sensation
Speaker 1: through your body. He starts to move, his hips, slapping
Speaker 1: against your ass, his cock pounding into you relentlessly. You're
Speaker 1: such a good little sissy, he grunts, his hands, gripping
Speaker 1: your hips tightly, taking my cock like the worthless hole
Speaker 1: you are. You push back against him, meeting his thrusts.
Speaker 1: Your body on fire with need. You reach down and
Speaker 1: start to stroke your own cock, but he slaps your
Speaker 1: hand away. No touching, cissy, he growls. You don't deserve
Speaker 1: to come. You're just a hole for my pleasure. You whimper,
Speaker 1: your body aching with need, but you don't disso bay.
Speaker 1: You're his, to use his to pleasure, and you wouldn't
Speaker 1: have it any other way. He continues to pound into you,
Speaker 1: his cock swelling inside you. You can feel his release building,
Speaker 1: his body tensing. With a final powerful thrust, he comes,
Speaker 1: his hot come, filling you, marking you as his. He
Speaker 1: pulls out, his cock, softening, and you collapse onto the bench,
Speaker 1: your body spent and sated. He leans down and whispers
Speaker 1: in your ear, good, little sissy, you pleased your master. Well,
Speaker 1: Now clean my cock with your tongue. You turn your
Speaker 1: head and take his softening cock into your mouth, licking
Speaker 1: and sucking until it's clean. He pulls away and pats
Speaker 1: your head a sign of approval. Good sissy, he says,
Speaker 1: his voice softening. You've done well today, but remember you're
Speaker 1: always a sissy, always a hole for my pleasure. Now
Speaker 1: get some rest Tomorrow your training continues. You nod, your
Speaker 1: body aching, but your heart full. You're a sissy slave
Speaker 1: and you've pleased your master. That's all you need, that's
Speaker 1: all you want.