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.
Not mention without sissies like you there would be no need for a Mistress. Humiliation is a given, it almost humiliates me just having you following me like a ***. Yes you are hear to serve me, so why are you pouting? The only time your allowed to pout like that is when I am shoving my 12 inch strap on up your ass. That is the only thing that would give you a good reason to pout. I would make sure of it. Continue reading “WussPuss”