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Mistress would place several embarsssing images around you and make you look at them in turn.

All the while making you squirm by telling you where they would be posted if you didnt beg for forgiveness and apologise convincingly..

Just a sissy, in a stupid maids outfit, tied up with a sign around her neck..

Just a few photos will ensure the sissies total compliance going forward.

You desperatley didnt want to sign it but you were so deep in her Blackmail you had no option.

You accepted your fate and signed as She smirked.

The nurse would crunch the first cord and Mistress would crunch the second.

Mistress just had to tell the girls you were locked in chastity and butt plugged as you served the tea...

Now you had served tea, the Ladies really wanted to see your new chastity cage.

She made you declare your sissy slut blackmail status on video at least 4 or 5 times a day.

She had an absolute catalogue of material that She would make public in a heartbeat if you ever so much as hesitated on Her orders.

Her words echoed in your ears as you scrubbed in front of the Ladies.

You certainly didnt want or ask for this tattoo, but it was never important what you thought sissy.

She had ruined and taken every other ounce of your fragile masculinity, so this was just to make sure you never forgot it.

Your life as a "man" was well and truly over and there would be no way back for you.

You certainly didnt want or ask for this tattoo, but it was never important what you thought sissy.

She had ruined and taken every other ounce of your fragile masculinity, so this was just to make sure you never forgot it.

Your life as a "man" was well and truly over and there would be no way back for you.

Mistress had dressed you up, done your makeup, then dragged you out to the car in broad daylight..

You endured the 15 minute drive of shame to Her daughters flat where you were led from the car, through the block and to her daughters door.