The Weakest Sex
And when I do, it's certainly not male clothing. Short skirts and see-through undies, for easy access to my little toys most private areas. Maid uniforms and cute little slinky dresses, never sufficient enough to cover your shame, but always sufficient to degrade and humiliate you even more than if you had been naked.
You know, dear, I can't think of anything that you do that defines you as a male. Which is, of course, fine by me.
By the way, I've found the most beautiful dress for our wedding... it's white and sleek and oh-so-sexy. I've decided to set the date for six months from now.
That will give us plenty of time to get you ready for it.
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