"You can put that needle dick away right now, because it's no use to either of us..." I say as Roy looks up at me hoping I will approve of what he is offering.
"But miss..." he complains, raising his hand like he's back in school and I am his teacher, before I interrupt.
"There's no 'please miss' about it, Roy. It's just too small. I need a man with a much larger penis than that, tiny thing." I say as I take a hand off my hip to point at it, barely sticking out a few inches above his balls.
"And when I say a man, I mean a MAN. In fact, while we are at it, I have something I want to see you do for me, seeing as you're such a little sissy boy..."
Roy looks where I am reaching into my pocket to pull something out.
His eyes widen when he sees what it is but there's an element of confusion to him.
"You want me to wear that?"
I look down at the tampon, still in it's wrapper.
"I want you to wear it in your little boy-pussy for me, seeing as you might as well be a girl with your girly ways."
Roy gets up from his knees and takes the small white package from my hand.
"Thank you miss." he says as he acknowledges how I have not only indulged his fetish for being treat like a girl, but also gone a little further to play with his fantasy about being humiliated, physically.
Roy turns to leave the room to fit the tampon but I stop him before he can reach the door.
"Where do you think you are going?" I ask, my tone stern and dominant.
"You wanted me to put it in me..." Roy replies.
"You will fit it in front of me." I bark at him, mocking his assumption he could escape my gaze for a moment.
Roy looks over at he wall and then at the open curtains and then back at me before he drops his eyes to the floor and steps back across to where I am standing with my arms crossed, waiting for him to do as he is told.
"I want to see everything." I tell him, as I point at the floor just in front of me.
Roy does as he is told and stands with his back to me on the floor in front of me.
"Panties down... I want to see it go all the way in..." I command.
Roy does as he is told and pulls his satin panties down at the sides before bending over the arm of the chair.
"Spread those cheeks!"
Roy spreads his ass cheeks with one hand as he uses his other hand to insert the tampon, all the way inside his tiny arse hole.
"Good girl... now let me grab my phone so I can take a few pictures." I say as I pick up my phone and open the camera.
"Please miss, please don't put them on the site." Roy pleads as he pulls his ball sack out of the way to complete the look of his humiliation for the photo.
Roy's fetishes stretch from being feminised, humiliated and also the threat of exposure, publically humiliated on the internet.
"I will do whatever I want with these pictures," I threaten as I snap a few pictures from different angles. "now be a good girl and look round so I can see your face as well as your ass with your little tampon hanging out, like the sissy-boy you are!"
His face is a picture of concern as he peers around to look at me, the white string from the tampon hanging our of his little ass hole and his ball sack pulled all the way forward between his legs as his satin panties frame the tops of his thighs.
Just then, I hear a key in the front door. |
