You're so trapped now, sissy. You're dressed in an overly feminine LOCKABLE maid's dress with your feet PADLOCKED into the highest heels, there's no escape from the humiliation I've planned for you. I tricked you into this situation, and now you must face the consequences. Left at this rental property without your boy-clothes, wallet, keys, or car, you'll have to find your way home, looking utterly ridiculous and exposed. I'm leaving you to suffer an intense dose of public humiliation all alone - your tears of embarrassment and shame will be your only companions as strangers delight in poin...
You're so trapped now, sissy. You're dressed in an overly feminine LOCKABLE maid's dress with your feet PADLOCKED into the highest heels, there's no escape from the humiliation I've planned for you. I tricked you into this situation, and now you must face the consequences. Left at this rental property without your boy-clothes, wallet, keys, or car, you'll have to find your way home, looking utterly ridiculous and exposed. I'm leaving you to suffer an intense dose of public humiliation all alone - your tears of embarrassment and shame will be your only companions as strangers delight in pointing and laughing at your mortifying, fully-feminized predicament. And remember, I'm the one who did this to you, sissy; think of me laughing to myself as you struggle your way home in those impossible heels and that ridiculous frilly uniform.
Your journey home will be long and painful for you missy. Every step will be a reminder of your humiliation, every glance from a stranger another blow to your already shattered masculinity. But think of me, sissy. Think of me revelling in your soul-crushing emasculation, your embarrassment. You'll have no money, no phone, just your pretty dress and pretty shoes. Walking the streets all alone - nobody to rescue you - nobody to bring this humiliating public sissy-exposure to an end. You just have to soak it all up sissy - the giggles, the laughter, the cruel insults as you wiggle in the tight little dress that barely covers your pretty lace trimmed panties. And what if you can't make it home before I go out with the girls tonight? Oh, imagine the further humiliation when you have to meet me at the bar to collect the door key. Oh my, sissy... could this predicament get any worse for you?
Would you meet me at the bar, in front of all my hot bratty girlfriends to pick up your key, sissy? What will they say, what will they do when they see you, dressed like that? Your face glowing red with shame from the hours of relentless humiliation you had to endure getting there. The brats that you had to face on every corner, the girls curling their lips in disgust at the shortness of your frilly little dress. The laughter every time you wobbled on your heels as you passed by a group of men. The whispers, the stare the looks of contempt all added up the shame that's thickly caked over your face along with your tear-smudged makeup! My girlfriends will give you one more extra-mean dose of embarrassment to top it off, sissy! Making you lift your skirt to show them all how stiff that humiliation has made you! Hahaha! Your humiliation will be complete, your shame absolute. I hope you're ready, sissy, because tonight's going to be a night to remember!
