The story of you meeting the ebony Leather Mistress, is quite an entertaining one. If scared and horny was a person, sissy, it’d be you. The day you walked into my leather boutique, and eyed the dresses, corsets, and full leather outfits, you were mine. You weren’t aware you were being watched, at first.
Ebony Leather Mistress Spots Her Prey
Similar to the Ebony Rubber Queen, The Leather Mistress has a way about her, and she always gets what she wants. The day you walked in, she found the perfect little sissy bitch in waiting. As soon as you saw her watching you, your heart pounded in fear and arousal. The moment you heard her voice, you couldn’t imagine anything sweeter or more seductive, than her purring filth in your ear. Yes, sissy, I clocked how you started stuttering and stammering, and blushing. You told on yourself before I could say a word. As soon as I got you into the dressing room, you knew your life – as a man – was over.
Training Sissies In Leather
This is what you always wanted. A woman to guide you, lead you down the path of sissy training. In leather. Even in your masculine form you had always loved the feel of butter soft leather against your skin. And you were envious of beautiful black women wearing skin tight leather. Which was exactly what I was wearing the day you became my sissy. A spaghetti strap, fitted skin tight leather dress, that pushed my tits up to my chin, and hugged my derriere obscenely. A sissy like you couldn’t take your eyes off me, the visions of nuzzling your face in the softness of my breasts, inhaling deeply the scent of leather and perfume, an intoxicating fantasy come true. You could almost taste it.
Ensnared In The Leather Mistress’ Trap
As time shifted right before your eyes, thus did the narrative change. Your sensual ebony leather Mistress, had an addictive mean streak that made your sissy clit twitch. Especially her use of strong language, and that soul piercing stare. You found yourself naked, in the dressing room, stepping into a leather skirt and matching top. The room spinning as your excitement grew. Suddenly the dressing room was H.E.R. dungeon, and you were her sissy slave.
You Are The Leather Sissy
Completely stripped of your manhood, you allowed your Ebony Femdom Goddess to do with you as she saw fit. The whippings, chastity, and anal training all seemed appropriate. After all you were now my bitch. Yes, that’s what you heard me say. You… are my sissy leathered bitch. Everything I command you to do is the best idea you’ve ever heard. This is what it means, to be captured and captivated, and what it feels like, for sissies in leather.
The Story Continues..
What would the Ebony Femdom have her leather sissy wear? You’ll have to call me so we can play dress up. The number to reach me is 1-800-601-6975. Ask for Duchess Willow. If you would like a custom erotic audio for any of your leather fetishes, or any other kinks you desire, hit me up at willow@enchantrixempire.com and let’s work together to spin a dick rising fantasy for you. Happy New Year and I look forward to speaking with you, sissies. Stay safe and stay blessed.
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