They had all been made very clear: the dynamics, the instructions, the expectations… However, “he” decided that he was going to blatantly and flagrantly ignore all of those and go in his own direction. That was when he made the mistake that would result in some dire ramifications, consequences that he will not soon forget!
For 80 days, he had been the model of cooperation and smooth adjustment. The submissive and ultra-feminine girl he had kept locked away for decades had been freed – and he was dealing with that hallmark event incredibly well. Not only was the historically imprisoned girl free and experiencing her own exhilaration, but he was enjoy the benefits of her release across multiple aspects of his life. This mutually beneficial co-existence was -and IS- a goal of our feminization ventures whereby two previously mutually exclusive parts are now psychically merged and co-mingling in order to create a more harmonious whole. For 80 days, such joy had been a reality – and then he went astray…
At work, the shit had hit the proverbial fan, prompting this fiercely competitive, highly motivated, amazingly insightful, intelligent, and successful man go on a rampage, the behavioral offshoots of which were unfortunately not left at the office. His feathers were explosively ruffled, and he carried that flurry of frenzied feathers right on home with him. While he may have been feeling a sense of pronounced and profound submission, it was NOT in the proper or acceptable direction. In fact, it ran with the force of a runaway locomotive in a direction that had been clearly designated as off-limits. Tsk… tsk… tsk… Bad, BAD move…
While he claims there was a lack of certain intent(s) during his little spree of disrespect and disobedience, his undesirable and unacceptable behaviors continued for not one, not two, but THREE days! During this trio of disastrous days, he irreverently resisted, dismissed, and disrespected femininity, proper submission, responsibility, my pretty in pink girl, and… Me! How dare he?!?!
Was this just a minor event? Oh no! This was no little slip; this was tantamount to an ongoing crime spree – and we all know what happens (or at least SHOULD happen) when serial criminals are caught, charged in the face of solid and irrefutable forensic evidence… and convicted! After being reported to Mistress by my precious girl, it has been disclosed that Miss Prissy ticked off eleven – Yes! 11! – violations, each of which will incur appropriate consequences severe enough to prevent alarming second thoughts prior to considering the commission of future transgressions.
I have listened carefully and closely to my loyal slave girl tell me all about the string of shenanigans that occurred during the Mr. I’m-Doing-Things-My-Way debacle, and she has given me all of the ammo I need to not just throw it at him, but rather smack this resistant, irreverent, disrespectful, misbehaving man right upside the head with the book! And that is precisely what is about to transpire!A lesson will be taught – and duly learned! He can make this learning process easy and smooth… OR… He can make it a long, languorous, and torturous process – but one that WILL happen nonetheless. He will learn that my girl will NEVER again be blocked, ignored, avoided, mistreated or locked away – and that any machismo he might think he has remaining is going by the wayside in lieu of feminine beauty, delicacy, and submission.
“How can you be so sure?” some of you might ask. The answer is very simple: Because Mistress says so. Right, Miss Prissy?