Sissywuss was a ridiculous pink heeled sissy, in long pink stripy stockings that hung slack  on her skinny weak thighs. Her pathetic tiny nipples  barely lifted her ‘fuck me daddy’ T-shirt  off her pathetic pigeon chest. Her mousy hair was the most potent thing about her.   

Sissywuss’ s puny arms struggled to push the giant boulder that her Goddesss had demanded she push up the hill . The strained and the puny muscles tried to flex under the loose T-shirt sleeves. 

Sissywuss heard HER Goddess laughing at her. It was so humiliating. It made Sissywuss become weaker than she already was. To hear HER voice.