You go to your new Mistress's room

"Connor? Finally come to give me a turn on that sexy ass of yours, huh?" Natia banters as she greets you at her door. She has made several similar offers like this before, all of which you have previously rebuffed.

"Mhmmm Miss, please take my sissy boypussy. It's all yours." You slide into Natia's lean body, backing your ass up against her prominent bulge, wiggling it from side to side from within her flimsy camisole and lace panties.

"Oh, yeah bitch! I don't know what brought this all on, but Mommy likes..." Natia grinds back, clearly aroused before her eyes widen suddenly in realization. "Wait...did you watch the videos I sent you!?"

"Yeah, they were like...super sexy!" You answer like a slutty bimbo, grabbing Natia's hips and sliding up and down her length provocatively.

"Holy shit! I've sent out hundreds of those things in the past but you're the first one it's worked on!" Natia wraps her soft arms around you tightly, her voice trilling with excitement. "You're going to love being my sissy ****. I promise! I'll take such good care of you." Natia leads you by hand into her apartment before closing the door and pulling out a red **** band from one of her storage chests. "Look! I even have a collar for you! Don't worry, I plan to fuck you often. I know how greedy you little sissys can be! You'll never have to worry about anything other than servicing my dick ever again, okay?" Natia pats you on the head like one would a dog before slipping the green guest band off of your wrist and clicking the red **** band around your neck like a collar.

"Thank you Miss!" You admire your new collar before looking at up at Natia's slightly taller frame in utter devotion. "-I live to obey you and your superior girlcock."

"Ooh, you're making me soo hard my little slut! Get on your knees, Mommy needs her dick sucked!" Natia prompts you lustfully, biting her lip as you drop down onto your knees submissively and fish out her girlcock using only your eager mouth as you know that a good sissy should.

'Wait...how do I know that again?' The small remaining male part of your brain ponders before shrugging off the question and going back to focusing on working up a yummy load of cum to eat.