I’m always looking for new sissies to take in. But you see, I can’t just take any sissy in, oh no. My expectations are very high. There is a certain protocol that must be adhered to. Just the other day, I went through a bit of training with a new sissy. She told me about her desire to be a good sissy and asked if I might be able to use her. I told her we could do a bit of a practice run. Have her serve for a little afternoon party I was having. “Now sweetie, we can’t have you dressed like that,” I said shaking my head. “Get yourself in the shower and shave those legs, honey.” I pulled down her pants and underwear and spread her legs, “Mhmm, shave this too,” I said bouncing her little balls in one hand. “Ok,” she said. “Oh no no no honey. You say yes ma’am when you’re speaking to me.” She turned her eyes to the floor “Yes ma’am” she said, embarrassed. “Now that’s better. Go on then, hurry up.” While she showered I pulled out a little set for her. Panties, garter and bra – all matching red lace, with black thigh highs and black pumps. Once she came out of the shower, smooth and fresh, I pointed to the lingerie on the bed. Obediently she dressed and stood before me. “Mhmm, that’ll do I think. Except for this,” I reached inside her panties and tucked her cock back between her thighs, “Now that’s better. Sit.” I pointed to the chair. Pretty pink blush, red lipstick, shimmering gold eyeshadow, black eyeliner, finished with thick black lashes. “Lovely. Your name is Cindee from now on, understood?” I ask, my hands on my hips. “Yes ma’am.” I looked her over one last time, “Alrighty then darlin’, I think it’s time. You get yourself down in the kitchen and get ready to start serving.” Little Cindee had herself quite the time that afternoon. You’ll just have to check back next time to find out just what my new sissy got herself into. Mommy Liz 1.888.430.2010