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Hello, my name is Mistress Sam and I love to force men into women’s clothes. I’ve always had lesbian tendencies and always been attracted to pretty, feminine girls, so it turns me on and makes me horny when I see men looking and behaving like sluts. That’s why I insist they dress up in stockings and suspenders, sexy dresses, lacy undies and killer heels – even if it’s something they don’t want to do!
It’s true a lot of men try to fight the transformation, but they always end up regretting it. Because I just tie them down and spank their arses, or beat them with a rubber baton. In fact, there’s nothing this dominant bitch won’t do to coerce a man into female garments. So if you want to explore your female side, then call or text me right away – whether you like it or not, I have the power to bring out the dirty slut in you. Forcing men to become girls!

My Kinky Confession: Made to be a Sissy Maid

“My chambers were in something of a mess last week, after a late night party had got out of hand. And, of course, a Mistress can’t be expected to clean and tidy her deluxe apartment herself, so when Dean came round for his weekly session, I decided to make a French Maid out of him. But being a tall and macho guy, he seemed absolutely disgusted when he saw the sissy-like outfit I’d chosen for him. Dean hates anything to do with frills and femininity, but sadly for Dean, I don’t give a shit about what he likes.

“Put the outfit on, you twat,” I shouted, grabbing hold of his tie and yanking his face to within an inch of mine. I needed him to know for sure that Mistress wasn’t in the mood for an argument, but he point blank refused to dress like a girl, which meant I had to get really mean. And so I bent him over and spanked his arse, only stopping when he promised to be my maid. And by that point, his bottom had been beaten red raw, so he was probably grateful for the soft and soothing, frilly silk knickers I had picked out for him.

In fact, from that moment on, Dean was more than happy to be forced to become my sissy maid. He just stood there, meekly, while I dressed him up like a mannequin in black stockings, suspenders and a cute, little pinny. And even though he begged me not to use make up on his face, Sissy Dean just couldn’t stop smiling when I insisted upon completing a full transformation. But then that’s the thing about these macho men. They like to think they’re big and hard, but they are really just big softies underneath. And if you don’t believe me, then just give me a call… and I will turn you into a sissy, too.”.