In the grand dungeon, a trembling crossdresser awaits his mistress's command. She, a formidable femdom, struts in, clad in leather and lace, her heels clicking on the stone floor. "Today, my pet," she purrs, "we begin your sissification." He's made to don frills and heels, his cock caged, his body adorned with makeup and jewelry. She humiliates him, makes him worship her feet, her boots, her whip. His humiliation grows, but so does his arousal, visible through his chastity device. She laughs, "You're loving this, aren't you, my little princess?"