My Feminised Slave

Can you even remember the life you led before you met me? Its just a distant memory, out of reach - isnt it? Youre mine now, and youll do as I say, slave. Ive decided your service should become more public, so Im going to dress you up for a little party Im having. You will serve all of my friends, please them, meet their demands. As I place my stockinged toes to your lips, inhale. The scent of my feet controls you, my tumble of blonde curls, my scarlet lips. Inhale, and feel your strength crumble beneath my femininity.