It was a pink and white rocawear satin bomber. with a white satin corset, white satin full back panties, with white leather boots and a choker that read slut. There was also a wig that looked like it had been worn by a few other men. I eagerly got dressed and had a bit of trouble stuffing my semi erect penis into my little satin panties, but mistress is firm that my penis is not to be displayed if I am to be a sissy. After I have the corset and boots zipped I starighten the wig and my moment of bliss happens as I slip into the Pink satin jacket with white sleeves. I feel like a mix of a princess and a ghetto street whore. I couldn't be more elated.
I rush out of the bedroom with only seconds to spare from m y mistresses 10 minte time limit. As I carefully walk to present myself to her I see her smile, which makes my heart race. There truely is nothing like making your mistress happy. She told me that I looked like a real slut and that I would indeed please her this evening, I was giddy, there is nothing I love more than to suck on mistress jaz's black strapon until she is satisfied. I got down on my knees as I am accustomed to, but my mistress just laughed and told me things were going to be a little different this evening. Just then, the doorbell rang and my stomach dropped. Mistress JAz said, "Why don't you answer the door slut." I replied, "dressed like this mistress?" she only nodded. I fearfully walked to her front door and swung the door open...
