Feminisation Humiliation: Purple lace Confession with Miss Dayana

Description: Miss dayana sat on the velvet sofa, dressed in bright electric-blue lingerie and a sheer black robe. the soft light made the silk shine against her skin. she rang a little bell and snowflake hurried in, eyes low.she looked displeased. she asked him to speak, but he kept silent. calmly, she told him that her lingerie cupboard had been left open. only one person could have touched it. his face turned red. slowly he admitted his fault: he had opened the doors and stroked her delicate silks.miss dayana nodded. she had known all along. from a small table she picked up a pair of purple lace panties. in a steady voice she ordered him to take off his trousers and pull the lace over his hips. the fabric hugged him, showing his shame.she told him to kneel on the rug, hands behind his back, eyes on the floor. he obeyed at once. there he waited, heart racing, uncertain what further orders she would give. miss dayana watched him, a quiet smile on her lips, deciding how best to deepen his lesson.