Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435
Last week while getting our freak on, I asked you if you would try on my little satin light blue panties. You kind of laugh and kindly agree. So you slip them up his legs slowly. I tell you, you have to shave your legs first. As I prepare you a bubbly tub of water, I watch you ready the razor and shaving cream. You seem to have more excitement than me. Indeed, I know you were always on the feminine side. But never before had I seen you so willing to become my little bitch. After all, you know I will peg you while you wear a skimpy little bra and panties set. I watch you as you slather the peppermint-scented foam onto your hairy legs. Instantly, I notice just how much you enjoy shaving your legs. You can’t get enough of that freshly-shaven feeling. I need to take it a step further…
Hey there sissy, I am Mistress Paris. You know the rules don’t you? You do as I say, when I say it and exactly as I tell you too, in return you give me your money. I mean you don’t get someone to control your life for free, we both know you do not deserve that. Now aren’t I right? How could your pathetic ass deserve anything. That tic-tac of yours can’t even get wet. It being “hard” is just as much of a joke as your life is. But hey I think it is meant to be. I mean how else would some people be able to laugh if you weren’t everything your not.
