My Wife’s Locked Sissy Maid: Femdom, Feminization, and Chastity

“I love you in this,” she breathed, running her fingertips over the pink silk of my dress. “Are you as excited as I am?”I gasped as her hand found its prize beneath my petticoat, throbbing in my panties. I don’t even have to answer — she knows I love it, too.“There’s just one last thing you need, darling. Something to keep your mind where it belongs — on me.”It was just supposed to be a one-time thing. A little experiment at my wife Adrienne’s behest — a way to spice things up. I put on this frilly dress and panties, she tells me how pretty I am. How was I supposed to know how far she was going to take it?And how much I was going to want her to?Soon, she’s not just my wife, she’s my Mistress. She has big ideas about who I’m going to be and what I’m going to do, but she can’t do it all alone. Fortunately, her friend Betty knows what sissy girls like me need, and she’s very excited to teach us everything she knows.Including little steel cages.How far is this going to go? Does she really want to keep me locked and in skirts for six months? What if she likes me more as Kaylee than as Philip?