Strap-On Sissy Slut Gets What He Deserves ♕

It has been a while since I put on my pegging toy.

My strap-on sissy slut was in town this past weekend. So, I thought it would be in his best interest for us to meet up right away, and he agreed. It had been a while since I had seen him, and he and I both knew what that meant. Trust me, anyone who gets to be on all fours with me is lucky.

A true strap-on sissy always knows what is best for his secret cravings.

He was excited and so was I, and there was a catch. He was only used to 8 inches, and well…anyone can take that in my eyes. I wanted to take a special trip to the adult store and surprise the little strap-on sissy. The last time we met up, he didn’t think that a cute little me would be so aggressive.

That was when he became my loyal Strap-on sissy for the taking.

There wasn’t much he could do once I found out he was in town. Was he secretly coming to surprise me? Without knowing I was the one with the surprise. Strap0on sissies love being surprised, don’t they? If this applies to you, you know exactly what I mean.

He texted me and told me he was nervous, it’s been so long.

Always remember that a sissy slut should be in constant need of begging. In constant need of devious sexual attention. Surprisingly, he was a bigger slut than me. Now, you know that means I was about to put that to the real slut in him to the test. I had a few lookers when I walked into the toy store. All I could do was smile, knowing they could have been my victims.

Of course, I had the clerk help me pick one out. He told me the one he picked may not be big enough, my strap-on sissy needed bigger. As I drove up, he was waiting on the front porch. “You are such a good boy, ” I said. His eyes stared down at my shopping bag as he nervously thanked me. “Come on, let’s get this over with,” I demanded.

Then, he walked in wearing a long closed coat and holding it tightly closed. “What are you hiding in there?”, I asked. His grin and giggle were completely what a strap-on sissy would do. I opened up my goodie bag and showed him the 9-inch toy cock that was picked out for him.

His jaw dropped and he let out the most pathetic whimper.

“Ummm, are you going to use that Princess?” he asked. Of course, I could not help but laugh and nod my head. I told him that this was going to be his special night being my dirty strap-on sissy slut. Instantly he stood up and dropped his coat. He had on pink lace panties and nipple clamps.

I instructed him to rub his sissy slut cock in his panties as he watched me saddle up with my big juicy one. An ass whore slut never complains, do they? In other words, they lay on their back and take it, while the princess enjoys the empowerment. Let’s make this fantasy OURS!