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A Guy in Need Become a Model Indeed Pt.6
🕑 Added 2020-12-02 10:33:30 +0000 UTCChapter 6
With Linda gone Victor just stared around his room in pure horror. Everything about it was disturbing to him. So much even that he didnât want to move from his spot in the middle of the room. The thought of touching pretty much anything in this extremely feminine room made him cringe.
He had no idea for how long he just stood there and stared, it felt like an eternity for sure. He couldnât believe this would be his room and life for the coming month. At one point he got taken out of his train of thoughts though by the loud smacking sound of a pair of lips. It sounded like a kiss, or worse, a pair of lips pulling off a cock they had just blown. The sound made Victor shudder, especially since it apparently came from his phone.
Dreading what he would see he decided it was best to have a look at the phone. He didnât like it one bit and yet he was also curious about what he would find. Turning the pink phone he had gotten to face him he shuddered once again. His hand looked so strange with the one inch long hot pink nails, the phone which screen lit up in solid pink with the CCâs logo displayed in the middle only drove the point home even further.
The message he had gotten came from the app Linda had told him his communication with the social media team would go through. Trying to tap the phone screen nothing happened as he had just hit it with the tip of his nail, it was the first time he got confronted with how impractical these nails actually were. Up until now everything had been done for him, but if he had to make a wild guess he doubted he would get a choice to remove these nails. He guessed it was just another thing he would have to learn to deal with.
After a few moments of fumbling he finally managed to open the notification and to type in his code. Reading the message his face turned pale underneath the layers of makeup.
Dear Princess Vickie,
I would like to welcome you in name of the CCâs social media and web management team. First of all we would like to congratulate you on getting the trial spot to become the face of CCâs. Weâre sure you must be so proud to make it from a first-time model to the face of a brand in one go. In any case we guess it must also be quite overwhelming for you, but donât you worry. We have everything covered. We will help you reach a big following in no time at all and help you put CCâs on the map as the number one go to brand for every sissy or sissy owner out there.
Now the key to any good presence is to be active and have a lot of great content. We always say there is no better time than the present so go ahead and follow our instructions to make the perfect introduction post. This post will become your very first profile picture as well so make it good. As far as a pose and location is concerned a simple selfie will suffice. You can jump on the bed, position your head right underneath the embroidered tiara on your pillow and snap a pic deserving of the title Princess Vickie.
We highly recommend taking a bunch of different pics with a bunch of different expressions. You can send them all our way once youâre done. We will then select the best one, touch it up where needed and send it back to you with a caption and the right hashtags.
Good luck, weâre looking forward to working with you,
Carol from your social media team.
Victor was horrified reading the message from what looked like a team that really knew what they were doing. Worst of all was the fact that they wanted completely different things. With such a professional team backing him up, he was bound to have a popular account which was the last thing he wanted. All he wanted was to stay as unnoticed as possible while he suffered through this month-long trial.
Everything from the way they addressed him to the task they gave him had been disturbing and on top of that he realised this was only just the beginning. With a shudder he closed his phone trying to forget about this message and threw it on the bed. There was no way he was going to do this. He would have a serious talk with Linda, or so he vowed as he moved out of his room and down the stairs.
Once in the hall downstairs he had no clue where to go anymore. This place was huge. This Linda woman had to be filthy rich which only made this worse somehow. During the shoot and even while giving in to the terms of his contract he had kept his head up with the thought that he would earn more than a yearâs worth of income in a month time and that while he suffered the humiliation Linda would pay a big price an suffer financially. Right now he doubted it was more than pocket change to her though. He was the only one suffering here.
âHello, is anyone there? Iâm in the hallway.â Victor shouted out trying to sound strong, but above all he sounded exhausted. Today had been very tiresome and he still hadnât eaten a thing. Maybe it would be better to safe this discussion for after his meal, when he would have some more strength to take it, cause as things stood he could barely think anymore.
A few moments later Linda came back into the hall, announced by the loud clicking of her heels. âHey princess, whatâs the matter?â She asked with a smirk as she saw Victor standing there, looking so helpless in the same juvenile outfit he had left the store in. Even after all the guys she had sissified, she still got a huge thrill out of taking the first steps in sissifying a new guy.
âI⌠Iâm looking for the dinning room.â Victor spoke with a slight stammer, shuddering lightly under Lindaâs gaze. All the strength he had tried putting behind his initial question vanished now that he was confronted by the imposing smirking Linda. The more he got confronted by her the more imposing she seemed to get.
âOh is that so sissy?!â She asked sharply raising an eyebrow. âI thought you would ask help taking your picture. I know you read the message our lovely social media team sent you and like I said I expect you to follow their demands to the letter. I am not paying you to make their job hard. Your social media team is to be respected and obeyed as you should obey me and thatâs final. Where the hell is your phone even?â Linda concluded sternly.
âBut, IâŚIâm hungry, and I wonât do it, I donât want to. I donât want to appear on social media looking like such a freakshow. Itâs too much.â Victor whimpered weakly, unable to form a strong argument under Lindaâs stern gaze, feeling like a fool and being exhausted.
âVickie! Is that what I am paying you for? You can and you will make that picture and thatâs that. Most models can only dream of a job as the face of a brand, let alone being paid 1000 dollars a day. You ungrateful little sissy. You are going back up to your room, you are going to snap those pictures, you will send them to the social media team and then you can come back downstairs to eat something. Got it?â Linda asked bordering on anger.
When Victor was about to reply she spoke up once more, cutting him short. âAs a sissy influencer and social media presence you should also keep your phone with you at all times. Donât let me ever catch you without it again. Now go take those pictures and I donât want to hear another complaint, or youâll get a sound spanking.â Linda said sternly, crossing her arms as she watched the shock on Victorâs face grow.
âYâŚyou canât spank me, that⌠thatâs abuse, itâs against the law.â Victor stammered with all the strength he could still muster, exhausted as he was. He wasnât all that sure of himself though, not with Lindaâs look growing ever sterner. It frightened him.
âReally? You think that I canât spank you? For the coming month you will get everything you need to stay healthy, as the terms of the contract state. Youâll get personal care, food, a roof, everything. You will however live as a sissy and broadcast that lifestyle like the contract also stated and spankings are very much part of that. Stephanie! Come here now!â Linda stated then shouted to her sissy stepson.
Withing thirty another pair of loud clicking heels was heard as Stephanie arrived. Only this time she had switched out of the matching frillier version of Lindaâs outfit and into a black satin maidâs outfit with a skirt short enough to show off her stocking tops and enough peticoats to nearly make it stand out horizontally. The frilly white apron, the little hat and choker only finished the look.
Dipping into a deep curtesy towards Linda Stephanie spoke up in her terrible lisp. âYes mommy, you called for me.â She said in an obviously well practiced routine as she stood straight at attention at her stepmotherâs side, obviously nervous. Victor still couldnât believe this was actually a guy. Hell this sexy outfit on Stephanie made his chastity cage very uncomfortable. But then looking in the mirror he didnât see much of a guy either.
âStephanie dear, you can testify that spankings are part of any sissyâs life, right? Especially if they donât obey orders.â Linda asked keeping her stern stare fixed on Victor.
âYes mommy.â Stephanie confirmed even more nervous with where this was going to. She didnât know what had happened but it appeared that Victor had screwed up and there was nothing she could or dared do to help him.
âHear that Vickie? After putting up such a big mouth, disobeying orders, telling me what I can and canât do or even worse, threatening me by saying itâs against the law, I think you are in for a very good an thorough spanking sissy.â Linda said sternly loving how Victor shifted uncomfortable. He clearly knew he had fucked up. She could see he wanted to protest, but he didnât, he remained silent.
Linda had to give it to him, he kept putting up more of a fight than she would have given him, especially with how she had exhausted him today. It was bound to become interesting if he got some of his strength back, Victor would prove to be a challenge, yet she was certain it wouldnât be anything she couldnât handle. In fact she was looking forward to the challenge. Breaking the feisty ones was so much more fun.
âMommy, I think she didnât mean it like that. I think she didnât want to insult you like that. Iâm convinced Vickie only wants to make the best of this opportunity and she was just unaware about what it is like being a sissy.â Stephanie interrupted with her lisp, dipping into another curtesy, surprising both Linda and Victor. She felt bad for Victor and she wanted to get him out of this difficult situation, that at the risk of her own ass since speaking out of turn wasnât tolerated.
It was very out of sorts for Stephanie to ever step out of line anymore. If she did it was an accident, but most of her spankings lately were just maintenance spankings to remind her of her place. Linda didnât know what was going on, but it sure was interesting. Especially given how Stephanie had a tendency to loath other sissies, unable to see them as being the same as her, It was curious, but then again it was kind of fun to confront her with that weak image that also applied to her.
Maybe there was something about Victor going home with them, living with them, becoming another one of Lindaâs personal projects instead of the sissies in the store which had different owners. One thing was certain though Linda would watch the two of them with keen interest. It could be kind of fun to see what would happen. Would Victor give Stephanie some balls back? Would Stephanie make Victor meeker? Whatever it was Linda was curious to find out.
Stephanie instantly looked down nervously. She was nearly certain that she was going to get punished for speaking out of turn. Much to her surprise her stepmother didnât scold her. Instead she made a suggestion. âWell if thatâs what you believe then are you willing to share her punishment. To split the burden? As I canât and wonât let this insolence go unpunished.â Linda suggested with a smirk.
Victor just stood there looking defeated, feeling sorry for himself. He felt so small in his juvenile outfit, he was tired and hungry and just didnât have the energy left to fight this woman. He was resigned to getting punished, blushing underneath his makeup as he thought about getting bent over Lindaâs lap.
If Stephanie had just kept her mouth shut she would have probably gotten out of this scuff free, but she felt pity for Victor. Over her time underneath her stepmothers thumb she had gotten way more sensitive to spankings, her skin had softened making the blows land harder, or so it seemed. Taking half of his punishment was a real task for her, but now that she had the choice she felt obligated. What would Victor think of her if she refused. As much as she looked up against it she replied. âYes mommy, I will share Victorâs punishment.â
Linda just smiled. This would get so much better than a simple spanking all of a sudden. Although Stephanie didnât know it her choice had been a good one. If she hadnât chosen that both would have received a full punishment. Victor for disobeying and Stephanie for speaking out of turn.
âGood, Victor was going to get 20 barehanded spanks. So that now makes ten each. Of course since you decided to support each other I will allow and expect you to support each other through the full punishment. If you donât then you will each get 20 with the paddle.â Linda informed the sissies raising the stakes with a devilish smirk.
While Victor didnât know how harsh a spanking was let alone one with a paddle since he had never been spanked before. Stephanieâs expression told him that it should be avoided at all costs. Since Stephanie had stood up for him he also felt obligated to repay the favour by making sure she didnât get in further trouble. Both their asses were on the line now.
Getting up on the first step of the stairs Linda elevated herself above the two sissies, looking even more imposing than before. âGood, you can start by holding each otherâs hands and follow me up to Vickieâs new room.â Linda said as she watched Stephanie instantly offer her hand to Victor, trying to take his knowing that any hesitation now could have dire consequences. Victor was more reluctant. He hated the hand holding especially the connotation it gave with his current outfit made it so very embarrassing. He didnât fight Stephanie though, instead he allowed the pretty girl he still couldnât believe was a guy or had once been a guy to hold his hand.
In no time at all they were back up into his hated room, god he would be so happy when this month was over and he could get himself a real nice apartment again with the money he would get. That being said everything was better than this room. Linda didnât waste a moment as she instantly rushed off to his bed, picking up his phone and moving it out of the way, setting it up on the dildo resting on the scrotum and leaning against the shaft. Victor would have no way no to touch the fake cock when taking his phone back.
âVickie you can kneel next to me and help Stephanie out of her panties. Stephanie you know the drill, once you are out of your panties you get over my lap. Hereâs how this is going to go. Each butt cheek will get five spanks. The sissy not getting spanked will plant a gentle kiss right after each spank. Failure to comply earns both of you the harder punishment.â Linda explained as Stephanie hurried over to her stepmother, urging Victor to get down on his knees before raising her skirt so he could lower her panties.
It was all rather overwhelming to Victor. He couldnât imagine himself kissing the butt of another guy, not in the slightest. He had sometimes playfully kissed his girlfriends butt, even given her a hickey once but this was just gross. Stephanieâs urging him on did bring him to his knees right next to Lindaâs sheer nylon covered legs. They looked so gorgeous yet embarrassing as he thought about laying over them.
He blushed brightly underneath his makeup as he slid down Stephanieâs frilly white panties. They were so soft to the touch, but the fact that Stephanie was a guy was very apparent as he soon got confronted with the hot pink cage staring him in the face. The same one locked on his cock but smaller, something made in pink latex dangling off the end, like a condom but way smaller.
Wasting no more time Stephanie then lay herself down over her stepmotherâs lap. Her cage disappearing between her soft warm nylon thighs. Victor groaned, his cage growing very tight. Although she was a guy Stephanie had very nice legs, especially in those stockings and her bottom was very cute as well. His feeling were very mixed considering how he himself looked.
Linda only smiled. Having two sissies at her mercy was so much fun, especially now that she had a new one to break in. The confusion she saw on Victorâs face was just precious as well. It would be great to break down his self-image of him being straight to find himself attracted to someone with a cock. Her Stephanie on a daily basis and Mindy when the time was right.
Things would get especially great and demoralising once she succeeded to whip Victor in the same shape as her Stephanie trough hormones, exercise and a strict diet. She wondered how he would feel if he was turned on by his own mirror image.
Waiting no more Linda landed a first hard spank across Stephanieâs smooth soft bottom. âOne, thank you Mommy.â Stephanie cried out. She hadnât been ordered to count or thank Linda, but by now it came natural to her. While Stephanie was doing her thanking routine Linda stared down daggers at Victor, not to him to kiss Stephanieâs bottom.
Mortified Victor leaned over and kissed the cheek Linda had just hit. He was too embarrassed and exhausted to fight, beside the threat of getting the both of them in trouble after Stephanie had stood up for him also weighed on him. Just like that the spanking carried on. Stephanie continued counting, Linda continued spanking and Victor kept kissing the ever warmer and redder growing cheeks. He was very surprised at how soft Stephanieâs bottom felt. Hell it felt better than his now ex-girlfriendâs bottom.
The whole experience was so very humiliating, even more so than the shoot was, but it was that or face even worse. He was starting to realise how Linda operated by now. As soon as the spanking was over Stephanie got up off her stepmotherâs lap and pulled her panties back up. Her ass was burning lightly, but so far so good, she could take this.
âAlright Vickie, get up itâs your turn to get spanked. Stephanie help her out of her shorts and panties will you?â Linda commanded. As Victor got up Stephanie went to work right away. Due to his outfit she had to slide the shoulder straps of his bib overall off so she could take the tight pink shorts down. She took them down in one smooth motion with his panties, down to his knees. Then fearing he would take too much time she gently pushed him to get over Lindaâs lap.
Stumbling due to the tight shorts around his knees Victor nearly fell over Lindaâs lap. With surprising strength, she corrected his position, taking his caged cock between her nylon cover thighs as she cantered his bottom straight in the middle, framed perfectly by the tops of his baby blue opaque stockings and his garter girdle.
Underneath his makeup Victor was blushing profusely he couldnât believe he found himself in this embarrassing position. Making matters worse he felt his cock grow uncomfortably in the cage yet again. The gentle brushing of Lindaâs nylon covered thighs against his smoothly waxed scrotum felt surprisingly erotic.
All those feelings were soon overshadowed by a sharp stinging pain however as Linda landed a harsh blow across his bottom. It was surprisingly hard and painful even making him actually fear what the paddle would be like. Unlike him Stephanie didnât need to be urged on to kiss his bottom, a mere second after the blow had landed she placed a soft peck in the same spot.
Victorâs bottom while waxed smooth wasnât as soft as Stephanieâs was. At least not yet. It felt quite good already, but with the help of some hormones, oils, scrubs and creams his skin itself would start to soften in time as well.
By the end of the ten slaps Victor was happy the spanking was over. If it had gone to twenty he didnât know if he would have been able to keep his eyes for tearing up slightly which was a pleasure he didnât want to give Linda. âAlright Vickie, time to get up. Put your panties and shorts back in place and I think Stephanie deserves a big thank you hug and kiss for helping you lighten the punishment and for her moral support.â Linda said in a tone that left no room for discussion as Victor hurried off her lap as fast as he could, covering the shameful cage and his reddened bottom. It was just covering up one embarrassment with another though.
Dressed once more Victor just stood there not knowing what to do really. Stephanie wasnât about to let this get screwed up so close to the finish though and so for her and Victorâs sake she took the initiative. She knew how vindictive her stepmother could be. Hugging Victor tightly she planted her lips against his and forced her tongue in his mouth, engaging in a sloppy passionate kiss. She didnât like it herself, but she knew this is what her stepmother expected.
Surprised and disgusted Victor tried to get out of the kiss, for some reason this felt way more intimate than kissing a butt cheek. God he couldnât believe he was getting kissed by another guy. While Victor tried to struggle out of Stephanieâs hold Linda snapped a picture of her two sissies making out, a nice memory for later.
When Victor finally managed to break free after a short while Linda spoke up again. âGood, Stephanie you can follow me back downstairs, Vickie, if you know whatâs good for you, you will take that picture and send it to the social media team. Donât forget to carry your phone with you wherever you go. When everything is done you can come down for diner, and donât fuck up this time. You wonât get off this easy next time.â Linda warned as she walked out of the room, Stephanie following behind quickly.
Alone in his room again Victor shuddered. His bottom was slightly sore still, but the embarrassment burned worse. Linda had made it very clear that disobedience wasnât going to be tolerated during his stay here and right now he simply didnât have the energy left to fight.
With a shudder he picked up his phone cringing as he fingers brushed against the very lifelike dildo. Getting on the bed as instructed he positioned himself so his head was laying just underneath the tiara embroidered on his pillow case. The slippery sating of his sheets felt so very weird.
As he unlocked his phone and went to the selfie camera another wave of pure shock coursed through him. He looked ridiculous with his heavily made up face. The baby blue t-shirt and shoulder straps of his pink overalls were also just in view of the camera. Everything about the image reflected back to him looked horrible.
It took Victor all the willpower and energy he had left to force a smile on his face, and when he did he pressed the selfie button as if his life depended on it, snapping picture after picture of himself. Putting his phone back down and sitting up right he shuddered. Selecting all pictures he had just taken he couldnât believe he had managed to look this âhappyâ in his current state. What matter was that he did and that he had carried out his task to avoid further punishment. With a quick few taps on his screen the photo collage was on itâs way to the social media team.
Not wanting to stay here a minute longer Victor got up as well. He wanted to get out of this horrible room as fast as possible. Out of habit he tried to push the phone in his pockets only to realise he didnât have any. Having no other choice he resigned to just carry his phone in his hand, highly impractical. Arriving back downstairs he cried out once more. âHello, can anyone show me where the dining room is now? I took those pics!â He announced.
A few moments after his announcement Victor could hear the loud clicking of heels approaching. In no time at all Linda appeared in front of him. âAh Victor, here you are. Youâre diner is ready. Can I just say that those are some marvellous pictures you though. They just radiate how much you love your new room and how excited you are for this adventure. Iâm sure the social media team and your future fanbase will just love it.â Linda taunted, grabbing his hand as she led him through a door into a huge fancy dining hall, one that could rival that of a palace. He was led to the head of the table, seated on the chair right next to it.
Linda herself took place in the chair at the head of the table, right next to Victor. Picking up a bell next to her silver wear she rung it loudly. It appeared to be a cue as moments later Stephanie still in her maids dress appeared carrying two plates covered by a shinning metal bowl on top, just like one saw in the movies. One plate was put down in front of Linda, another in front of Victor. In one smooth motion Stephanie uncovered the both plates and took her place right next to Linda, standing at attention without saying a word.
Victor looked very impressed by the clearly well practiced routine. As impressed as he was he was also shocked. Clearly this Stephanie was very well trained. He feared that he was up next although he already knew that there was no way he would ever let that happen to himself. Or so he thought naively, considering how he was already dressed and what he had already put up with.
Staring down at his plate however he felt his heart sink. He felt like he could eat as much as an entire army, yet all he got was a mountain of lettuce with some vinegar and a piece of grilled tuna on top. While he obviously had to do it with so little Linda had a plate with a big steak covered in a mushroom sauce, a big side of grilled cheese covered potatoes and a ratatouille. It all smelled and looked amazing. This had to be a mistake or something.
âUhm excuse me, I would prefer a stake and potatoes as well.â Victor spoke carefully, scared of angering Linda but he had to say something. All hopes he had of getting a proper meal instead of this thing that barely passed for a starter in his eyes instantly crumbled when Linda started laughing loudly.
âOh Vickie, if I didnât know what a princess you were I would have guessed you were a jester. A sissy like you should watch her figure. I mean you have really let yourself go havenât you. I only barely managed to get those outfits to look as good on you as they had. No steak for you, you are on a diet until your figure is down to a more acceptable level. We can reconsider then.â Linda laughed.
When she was done it looked like Victor was about to protest some more, but Linda quickly interrupted sternly. âItâs not up for debate Vickie now eat up or do you want me to send you off to bed without food at all? You are on a diet and thatâs final. Now I donât want to hear another word from you or Iâll bend you over my lap again.â Linda warned.
Sighing deeply Victor turned back to his plate and started to eat. He could still feel his bottom burning from earlier and he really didnât want to risk getting nothing to eat at all. It didnât take very long for him to finish his meagre meal though. It took the edge of his hunger, but that was about it. He wasnât sated by a long shot, and if he didnât get anything to eat he would be hungry all over again within an hour.
The meal while next to nothing did give him some energy back. He still felt tired, but at least his hunger was suppressed for the moment. âExcuse me, but I really want some more. This is nowhere near enough for me, definitely not after such a long day.â Victor tried again, a little more firmly. Stephanie was already growing nervous in his stead, knowing that defying her stepmother was a bad idea.
He was only barely done with his statement when his phone made that cock out of the mouth pop once more, signalling he had received a message. Linda just smirked. âMy decision about your diet is final Vickie, one more word about it and I will spank you again. Also I think thatâs your social media team. You better get that, itâs your job after all.â Linda said as she carried on eating moaning softly to indicate how much she enjoyed the big piece of juicy steak she had just put in her mouth.
Hungry and shocked Victor just looked at her. She had to be kidding right? Her look told him she wasnât though and this was a losing battle. One thing was for sure, he wouldnât change her mind now, but maybe if he tried on a later time? He knew he was in big trouble if he didnât do his âjobâ though, that much she had shown already and so he opened up his phone, once again having trouble with his long nails.
Linda smirked seeing his troubles. She loved the look of sheer disbelief he had reading what he had received. âAlright Vickie, you can download the modified picture we selected and go to all your social media apps. Youâll first set this pic as your profile pic, then you can copy past the text we provided and make your first post itâs to be scheduled for posting at 19:47. Kindest regards, Carol from your Social media team.â The message read, it was followed by one of his pics, a bright smile, the tiara on his pillow perfectly aligned like it was sitting on top of his head. A filter making the colours look even more vibrant with a light sparkling added to the outer edges of the picture. He really did look happy. The text they sent him made his blood run cold.
âHello everyone and welcome to my blog. Iâm excited to announce my amazing adventure having been selected as the face of the CCâs boutique. Will you follow my journey to sissy heaven as I keep you posted about my exciting days as a sissy? Do you want to find out some game changing tips and tricks? Want to learn all about what it is like being a pretty sissy? Do you want to be kept in the loop about all the amazing services and products I come across? Or do you just want to enjoy my pictures and have some naughty fun with them? Then be sure to give me a like and a follow. Spread the love, Iâll be forever grateful and donât forget to check out my links in my bio, itâs worth it đ #sissy #femboy #crossdresser #CCâsboutique #lifestyle #firstpost #checkmylinksâ Victor looked up from his screen mortified. There was no way he was going to post this online. Just no way. Sure the makeup and situation didnât make him all that recognisable, but that was only a very minor relief.
The look on Lindaâs face told him otherwise though and as he put his phone down too shocked to go through with this she intervened. âVickie, you are going to do as that message says right now. You forget that I made those accounts, I have the password and if you donât I will. Be warned though. If I have to post it weâll make a story of you getting spanked right afterwards, Iâm sure your future fans will love that.â Linda warned.
Horrified Victor looked between Linda and the phone. He couldnât post anything like this, but he couldnât prevent it either. Being defiant would cost him dearly though and he knew Linda would keep true to her word. Afterall it would only get her more exposure for her store. When Linda picked up her own phone to do it herself he panicked though and quickly got into action carrying out the orders given to him.
His face was pale as he saw the account set up for him, his account name Princess_Vickie claimed on all social media imaginable and even one porn site. The bio had a link tree and a number of key words, like sissy, face of CCâs princess,⌠He didnât really look at it that much. All he wanted was to get this over with as fast as possible.
Like instructed he made this picture his profile pic and scheduled the copied post to get posted at 19:47 it was oddly specific, but he didnât ask questions. He was just glad and embarrassed that it was over. Sighing deeply he put his phone down to see Linda looking at him with a broad grin. âGood job Vickie, now letâs get you ready for bed. I know itâs still early, but sissies need a lot of sleep. Besides with your new evening ritual Iâll show you youâll need the time.â Linda casually said, getting up and pulling Victor to his feet by his hand, guiding him back to his room.
