This boy, bound and helpless before the leather-clad Mistress Kennya and Mistress Amanda, dreams of becoming one of Their chosen servants. But this is not his to decide; They alone will choose his fate. Gagged so no one will hear his pathetic cries, his test begins, though not favourably for him. At even the lightest touch, he flinches, his muffled howls betraying his weakness. Pain may not be his desire, but it most certainly is Theirs.

If he is to be worthy of Their service, he must learn to embrace the agony, to let it consume him. They will not stop until he does, until his t...

This boy, bound and helpless before the leather-clad Mistress Kennya and Mistress Amanda, dreams of becoming one of Their chosen servants. But this is not his to decide; They alone will choose his fate. Gagged so no one will hear his pathetic cries, his test begins, though not favourably for him. At even the lightest touch, he flinches, his muffled howls betraying his weakness. Pain may not be his desire, but it most certainly is Theirs.

If he is to be worthy of Their service, he must learn to embrace the agony, to let it consume him. They will not stop until he does, until his tears and howls no longer matter, until he is broken beneath Their will. his resistance only proves how useless he truly is, and to add to his failure, his pitiful, tiny dicklet is of no use to Them.

But there is one way he might still serve: not as a man, but as a sissy maid. his only value lies in submission, dressed prettily to amuse and serve, nothing more. A servant fit to please Them, no matter how humiliating the role may be.