Princess Kali strode into the playroom, finding her slaveboy naked and whimpering on the ground just as she’d commanded. He’d actually dared to talk back to her earlier, and She’d decided to twist the knife of his humiliation by wearing a latex second skin that was sure to taunt him.
He winced as She pulled out the black dress, realizing that today he would truly become Her bitch. Without hesitation, fearing what might happen should he disobey, the little sissy boy began to get dressed. She noted with pleasure that the little bitch couldn’t even meet her gaze. As he stared at the floor in shame, She stepped forward and zipped up his dress.
“What will be next?” he wondered as she brought her open hand across his face with a thundering *SLAP* Still feeling the sting of his mistress’s hand, he soon found out as a silky mass of black hair was dangled before his face. Princess Kali reminded him of his lowly status and how lucky he was to be allowed to serve her. As he put on the wig, his transformation from slave boy to sissy boy was nearly complete. Princess Kali laughed and stroked his hair, whispering “good girl” in his ear with sarcasm that felt like another slap to the face.
Princess Kali felt her pussy getting wet with the sheer joy of her domination over this pathetic sissy, and it was time for the final touch. She held up a mirror and handed him some lipstick, enjoying the single tear of humiliation that rolled down his cheek as he put it on.
Kali grabbed his jaw with a strength belied by her slight frame, snatching the lipstick from his hand and smearing his face with it. She laughed as she looked down upon him, wondering silently how best to complete his humiliation…because Princess Kali isn’t nearly done with this little bitch!
