Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World

She cinched my waist into a pink satin corset and hooked the garters to the stockings then. The corset felt like it was going to break my ribs as she pulled the laces tighter and tighter. "Don't worry sissy baby, Snookems will get used to it and even come to crave it in time." The dress was next. That ultra feminine pink satin party dress with the white satin sash. She told me that I was such a lucky sissy because all my pretty dresses and panties were made from ultra slippery soft double faced bridal satin.

As she slipped the dress on to me I once again let out a soft moan. As the fabric rubbed up against my cock I could not repress a shudder of pure pleasure. I hated myself for liking the way it felt but I couldn't deny that it was turning me on. Next she slipped my arms into long, pink satin gloves made from the same double-faced pink bridal satin. Then came the satin panty bloomers. As the satin slid up my legs I let out a gasp of pleasure. It tickled my legs through the sheer stockings and felt like heaven.

As Mistress pulled the bloomers into place my cock went insane. The finishing and most bizarre touch was the thigh high pink satin boots that laced up the front with ribbons. They had five-inch heels and felt delicious against my silk stocking clad legs. The leather bitch Mistress Sindy then tied me back to the seat with satin ribbons this time. She pulled back the satin sheet from the mirror and left me alone to stare in open mouthed astonishment at Missy Sissy Ribbons. "Gorgeous isn't she sweetems?" I was stunned into silence, as I looked at the adorable blonde girl in a pain satin party dress tied to a chair in front of me. I was a knock out! Mistress Sindy just smiled and said, "Your auntie gets first crack at fucking you silly, doll face." "I get you tomorrow." With that she strutted out of the room leaving me alone in front of the mirror with the cute little girl she had created out of me. I was disgusted at myself because my reflection was turning me on. I tried not too move or struggle against my satin bonds because every move made the satins caress and tickle me turning me on even more. All I could do as sit and wait for whatever and for that matter whoever was to come for me!