Slave, where are you. I found my sissy slut waiting for me on the red bed in his little red fishnets, heels and suspenders, hood on, a fat pink cock strapped to his face and another one strapped over the cage he is locked in. He tried to dress up like a real man and this is what he came up with. I sat next to him, took a good look at the pathetic little thing inside the bars, then held the strap-on up next to it so he could see the difference. Significantly thicker. Then I stripped down to my stockings and made him useful. I sat on his face and rode that dildo until I was dripping, then I climbed on top and rode the cock on his hips, grinding on a sissy who cannot feel a thing, telling him the whole time that he is never getting to have this. Then I bent over the sofa, ordered him to fuck me from behind with it, and whipped him across the thighs every time he slowed down. He fucked me until I came all over that strap-on, still locked, and I told him he is good for something after all.
