There are some sissies that love to be coddled and fussed over. And then there’s MY sissies… I have made it very clear that my main function as a sissy bitch trainer, is to subjugate and humiliate you. And for those of you who understand this, you get off on the fact that you know how ridiculous you look; you know you are neither man nor anything even remotely close to a woman, but you enjoy being mocked and laughed at, and made to do embarrassing tasks. Of course I’m going to reward you for making a fool of yourself, by further humiliating you with a strapon fucking right up your ass pussy.
Sissy Humiliation With A Mistress Who Enjoys Your Pain
Let’s face it, no real man would let a woman degrade him while he’s wearing pink frilly panties. You’re not a real man, never will be, and you enjoy being degraded and treated like a freak, because you know you are a freak. If you’re crying right now and think I’m being mean, lemme ask you something: Before you started your pathetic blubbering about how mean I am… did you dick get hard? Mhm.. that’s exactly what I thought… BITCH.
Sissy Degradation Of The Dark And Twisted Sort
As long as you continue to get a boner from it, you will continue to seek out sissy mistreatment and humiliation. You will seek out mean Mistresses who will laugh at you and verbally destroy anything that resembles self esteem. And we all know you don’t have any of that, why else would you be calling to be humiliated for wearing ruffled dresses and pink socks. However, I must inform you that I am not a mean Mistress… *snortlaugh* or at least one that you’d be able to walk away from without waddling afterward. If you inspire me, I will drag you down the path of self debasement, and continuously remind you that men wearing rumba panties and pigtails is like putting perfume on a pig. Ohhh look you just pitched a tent again. You know what that means, pick the phone up and call 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Brighton. It’s time for you to come to terms with your addiction.
FUCK OFF!!!!!
Goddess Brighton
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Oh there you go again, Mistress, describing the dynamic of my sissy faggotry to all your readers.
GUILTY!
At this moment I’m wearing the exact makeup that my wife left the house with for lunch and shopping with her mother.
Maybelline Unstoppable eyeliner on my waterline in the hue of sapphire. Maybelline Great Lash Blackest Black mascara, winged pewter-shade eyeliner on my lids, Rummel cherry lipliner, the L’Oréal Forbidden Kiss infallible matte gloss that Princess Simone coached me to buy, and I’ve managed to contour my cheeks nicely with her Nyx bronzer.
Why?
As you so logically state, I’m neither man nor woman. And I’m reminded of this state of sexual affairs every time a woman spies me selecting makeup at CVS of Walgreens. Every time a woman notices my face and points me out to her companion, males or female. I’m especially humiliated if she points me out to her husband or boyfriend.
I CAN’T STOP!
Of course you are, dickbreath! And the fact that you keep trying to deny it is futile. Everyone knows what a whore you are for cocks and cum!
Ms Brighton, I got a chuckle out of reading your blog…a chuckle, not a snort laugh! Looks like you’re going to put your sissies through some serious Mistressing and see what comes out on the other side. I eagerly await your follow up blog post on how they did.
Oh I think we both know what will come out the other side, it’s practically OOOZING from their pores. Hahahahahaha
Dang….I feel like you wrote this blog post specifically for me.
jizzhead
P.S. I just pitched a tent
I’m going to start calling you jizzy ballerina. muahahahahaha!