The crossdresser's heart pounds as he's forced to parade in his new attire, his every move scrutinized by the stern mistress. She orders him to perform tasks, each one designed to maximize his embarrassment. He applies her makeup, his hands trembling as he blends foundation and blush, his reflection a stark contrast to his former self. She laughs, a sound that sends shivers down his spine, as she watches him practice his feminine walk, his high heels clicking on the hardwood floor.