He didn't know why he did it, he couldn't explain, he had no reason for his action. He sincerely wished he hadn't, but it was too late for that. He had violated his Mistresses trust, snapped pictures of her and her other subs without their knowledge. He only wanted them for himself, something to admire, to look at, to jack off to. He couldn't explain how one of them could have ended up on the NSLO group site. It wasn't that bad of a picture, but Mistress was a very private person and he knew pictures of her weren't allowed.
He was so sorry, yes so very sorry. he thought of the as the camera crew Mistress had hired moved about the room catching every angle. His face had been so red as the make up ladies laughed and giggled while they did a make over on him. Mistress made sure he got the works, from the tips of his bright red toe nails, to the long red wig on his head, they made him look like a hot little Sissy whore. Gone was the thick, wild hair that adorned his cock. That had been neatly trimmed and formed into a nice little heart, and as far as it being above his cock, you couldn't even see that anymore. It was pulled back and neatly secured with skin colored tape in the crack of his ass. He couldn't see what it said but a temp-tattoo had been placed by his asshole as well. All dolled up with proper red panties with black trim, matching garters, bra and black stockings, he filled out the skin tight dress that stopped barely below his pantie clad bottom.
That bottom was on display now as Samantha, the lady from NU WEST that his Mistress had hired to be in the film, slowly slid them down his thighs as he lay bent over the spanking bench. As she pushed his legs far apart to fasten them for his first spanking, the camera zoomed in on the tattoo. There, in Red letters inside a black arrow running down his crack and pointing at his hole the words: "Big Cocks Only!" Samantha picked up the leather belt and as she laid it to his ass told him, and every viewer that would see this movie, what a pathetic little sissy he was. The facial camera picked up the reaction to the first swat and caught every look, every tear that fell from his face. While the mike picked up every scream and every begging sissy plea for her to stop. The mike mounted on the bench caught every explosion of the belt across his ass and there were a lot! His Mistress sat in the shadows and watched as the scene she wrote unfolded.
She had made it very clear to him that this was the only way she would allow him to stay, this and then a years probation. Her words were: "This next year will be a living hell for you as you regain my trust!" Mistress watched as Samantha finished up the belt scene and moved on to oiling his red bottom up, making it shine for the camera. She was good, very good always degrading her little sissy. Constantly reminding him that he was a pitiful little sissy with no manly values. She moved him from the spanking bench and commanded him to go get the Dildo from the dresser and bring it back to her. The camera followed his swaying red ass as she teased him about it swishing back and forth. His eyes became large as he saw the monster laying there. Yes it was long, at least 10 inches, but to say it was thick would be an understatement! My God! The head was the size of a baby's fist! The camera caught the look of fear in his eyes as he thought of what was to come. The shaft was smaller by at least an half inch but it was knobby and nasty looking, with raised little bumps designed to punish and torture his sissy cunt.
A sharp pain across his thighs brought him from his trance. "Don't just drool at it you silly fucking sissy! The quicker you get it back here the quicker you get fucked with it!"
