"You don't like men? Really? That's not what your sissy clit says," he reached out, grabbed me, squeezed. "Now I expect you to do what you're told, when you're told, are we clear?"
"Yyyyessss, Sir," Kimber moaned, unable to help herself from thrusting her hips back and forth, realizing she was helpless, that she would, MUST do as ordered
He laughed, moving his hands with her thrusts, not allowing even a millimeter of friction, not even a second of pleasure. "No, no, sissy, no, you won't be cumming. Not today, not tomorrow, maybe not ever."