Wifey Material, Sissy Humiliation Audio

Just now, I got a call from the receptionist. She sounded so concerned, whispering into the phone “Ma’am, the cleaner reported someone weeping in your room. A broken little thing, sniffling in panties.” I laughed, told her everything. And guess what? She’s coming up with her friend – another hotel slut – to help me break you in properly. You’re not just wearing my clothes now, sissy. You’re getting the full-blown woman experience. My lacy thongs hugging your tiny clit, my push-up bras stuffing your fake tits, my heels clicking as you mince around like the wifey whore you were born to be. Strip down, sissy. Feel the silk of my dress sliding over your smooth-shaved skin – the one I wore to dinner last night, still scented with my pussy perfume. Your lost bags? That’s fate, pushing you into femininity. No longer pretending you’re a man. Kneel by the bed, mascara running from your tears, as I unlock the door.