"Yes, sir. I'm your dumb fucking sissy slut."

My words left my mouth with full eagerness. I was his slutty. There was no denying it. He owned my ass and my cock. I belonged to him completely, and nothing would ever change that. I was his to fuck and use whenever and however he wanted.

He continues to jerk off for me, his eyes never leaving mine. His strokes are so powerful.

"I'm going to fuck you," he says. "I'm going to destroy that tight little hole of yours. Make you scream my name." My heart skips a beat as he speaks.

His words send a chill down my spine, but not one of fear. One of anticipation. I want him to fuck me, to use me, to make me his. I want to be his slut, his bitch, his whore. I want him to make me beg for his cock.

I twerk my pale ass for him as he gets closer to climax.

"Please, sir, I need your cum," I beg, my voice trembling. "Please give it to me. I want to feel it inside me." His breathing becomes more ragged as he gets closer to orgasm. He strokes his cock faster and harder until he finally explodes. I watch in awe as ropes of cum shoot from his cock, landing on his computer desk.

He smiled as he looked around. "You know Bella. Mmm... Next time we speak. I want you to dress up as my favorite gamer girl, or perhaps you want to play me in a street fighter contest so you can pick out one of your favorites to show me."

I thought it over for a bit. A gamer girl, huh. I guess it would be fun to try something different for him.

"Yes, master," I said, my voice shaking with excitement. "I will be your obedient little slut, dressed up as your favorite gamer girl. I'll wear whatever you want, just for you. I can't wait to see you, my gamer master, and show you just how much I've learned. I'll be your perfect sissy slut, ready and willing to please you in any way you desire. Thank you for choosing me and for making me yours. I promise I won't disappoint you."

He sent an Amazon link to a green tiny outfit with a cute hat, and as I realized it was the costume for a street fighter character named Cammy. A sex icon in the gaming sphere.

He logged off after that, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The image of him stroking his huge cock was still fresh in my mind, and I knew that I would do anything to make him happy.

I went to sleep that night, dreaming of the day when he would finally claim me as his own.

I woke up the next morning, the events of last night still fresh in my memory. I decided instead of buying the costume online, I went to the local shop that specializes in gaming costumes.

I walk downstairs as Barry catches me. "What have you got planned today?"

I tell him about my recent sissification. "My game friend wants me to cosplay and play games with him."

Barry smiles and tells me. "I'll take you there. I just got to run a few errands."

He drives me to the mall, and I enter the costume shop and start looking through the racks of costumes. I find the one that I'm looking for—a green, tiny outfit that will barely cover my body. I can already feel the excitement building inside of me at the thought of wearing it. I take it up to the cashier and pay for it, and then head to the changing room.

I slip out of my clothes and pull on the tight, green fabric. I stare at my milky thighs as my small cock gets tucked between my thighs. I look so fucking hot as I hear a knock on the door.