Bar flörtü fantezisi: bekaret ve kadın kılıklı dönüşüm

We met as strangers. You remember my smile, the way my fingers traced the rim of my glass, the heat in my eyes when our conversation drifted into dangerous territory. You remember saying yes when I suggested we go somewhere more private. After that, the details blur. Now you're here — in my lair — and I'm seated before you in my black leather corset and teal bra, every curve and line chosen to keep you on edge. Your little cock has become my clitty to play with, a symbol of the sissy pet you're becoming. I draw the moment out, edging you until you're trembling with need. I tell you exactly what you are now, how you'll serve me as my perfect lesbian plaything. And just when you think you might be allowed release… I close the lock, leaving you aching, wet, and beautifully broken in your submission. A delicious fantasy of seduction, transformation, and prolonged denial.