When alone, a sissy must dress as a girl. Good sissies wear lipstick while alone.A sissy always keeps himself free of facial hair, and is otherwise we...ll groomed. He must always be presentable, ready to please. Good sissies shave their legsEvery morning after he wakes up, a sissy strips naked, tucks his boy-clit between his legs and stands in the corner of his room for 10 minutes. He says out aloud “I wish I had a real pussy” during corner time.A sissy must find a real man (his Master) to. I slipped on a robe and some slippers before setting out down my sidewalk, across the street, and through her front door, which was unlocked. I locked it behind me."Thanks Joe," she said coming out of the hallway, "I really appreciate it."I noticed she had on a long white robe, tied at her waist."Come sit at the kitchen table a minute," she said. I could tell she was worried, "I have something I need to talk to you about." Is everything okay?" I asked as I walked over to the table and took a. I watched in morbid fascination, my mouth hanging open. It turned is small yet massive head and looked directly at us. ‘Milady, you must quit yer screaming!’ The hushed whisper came from one of the soldiers at my back. I shut my mouth quickly and squeezed my lips shut to if only for me to know I wasn’t screaming anymore. Thoughts raced through my mind. I tried to grasp them, but they fleeted before I could fully understand what they were. Is it real? I thought it was a legend. The thoughts. Ducati is running a train on both of his whores. He now had both of them restrained on the bed, on their knees and has forced them to fuck each other while my master was in the back fucking the guy in the middle. I continue to pleasure my ass and eventually I begin to shoot another load of cum. Then I watch Mr Ducati pull out of the ass of his slave and then shoot his load all over both of them and then the screen cuts to black. I lay back and gather myself and I hear the door open and in comes.