She crushed your ego in front of the cheerleaders back then and now she’s going to destroy you again – unless you can prove to cruel Princess Rhianna, the dom prom queen of your sticky wet dreams, that you’re no longer a snot-nosed, stammering little geek with a stubby pencil poking up in your pants and a Rhianna worship shrine in your room. So what will it be? Are you a man or still just a panty-sniffing, Rhianna-wanna-be worship stroker? Huh, dork?
You are so ridiculous. All the sales women at the lingerie boutique see you pawing around the panties. Now you’ve been cornered and caught by the store sales manager, elegant Princess Rhianna. Prepare to be exposed and embarrassed as the simpering sissy you so clearly are. All your blushing, stammering, blubbering and begging won’t stop strict, severe Rhianna from stripping you of your silly masculine pretense and putting you in your proper place: a pair of frilly sissy panties.
Beneath your ridiculous real-man costume, Petite Princess Simi knows you’re a “sim-pering” weakling in waiting, desperate for a dominant little diva to flick you down to size and put you in your place: in sissy panties, at her feet, begging to blob out a worship puddle. So what if Simi’s half your age. She’s got the power and she’s about to prove it to you – by putting you through a diva brat domination session, destined to conclude with an emasculating public humiliation assignment.
