The Lady's Feminized Sissy: Femdom Erotic Chastity Cuckold Romance

I never let the gloves come off until I choose the moment. Wynn watches them the way a man watches his last chance at dignity, and the sight steadies something raw inside my chest that I refuse to examine too closely.

Dust clings to every surface in these long hallways, yet it cannot touch the order I have imposed on him. The cage stays locked because his obedience depends on it, and the feminine clothes I select remind him daily who decides what he is allowed to feel or remember about himself.

When my bare hand grips his chin in the dim corridor and his ragged breathing fills the space between us, I wonder how long we can hide what we have become before the family tears it all apart.