"You will wear this dress, and you will like it," the stern mistress orders, pushing the delicate fabric into her sub's hands. As he slides it on, she watches, her eyes dark with desire. She makes him twirl, admiring the way the satin hugs his curves, accentuating his feminized form. She commands him to kneel, and he obliges, looking up at her with wide, eager eyes. She smiles, running a gloved hand over his cheek, "Good girl," she purrs, before pulling out a length of rope, ready to bind him to her will.