Mistress looked very beautiful in her tight black latex catsuit that glistened as the light caressed every pert and generous curve. 

Mistress had hot red lips, that were glossed to a sheen even shinier than her skin tight black lycra.  

Her smart thigh length stilletto boots matched every perfect curve of Mistress’ beautiful long legs perfectly. 

Sissy V longed for Mistress to do her make up. To feel the soft swish of the blusher brush on her cheeks and the taste and texture and particular smell of the lipstick as mistress applied it expertly and precisely to her lips. 

Those same lips that drew lustful looks from the men who were watching V being prepared for their use. As Mistress neatly drew on the lipliner that V longed for the men to ruin, 

She could see them becoming fixated , the hairs on their necks prickle as Mistress applied V’s false lashes. V slipped deeper into sissified bliss as she felt the glue on her eye lids dry and watched as her vision was transformed by the flickering of the long, synthetic lashes as she batted them in the the men’s direction. 

The men looked like they wanted to devour whole and as Mistress worked her magic and the light danced on Mistress’ latex curves the men looked , with increasing desire at V. Their gaze objectifying her. Turning her into the mindless dirty slut she always knew she was destined to be.