The House of Silk

“You’ll look so pretty in white,” Juliette beamed at me, holding up the silk gown. “And these panties are perfect to show off your cage.”
“Is that what she wants?” I asked, voice quivering as I thought about dressing up for Theresa.
“She loves her sissies looking as pretty as possible,” Juliette grinned. “And don’t you want to make her happy?”

My friend invited me to her aunt Theresa’s country estate — but ditched me after I got there. Worse, my luggage never arrives, and the only clothes in the closet are panties, dresses, and stockings. At least there’s a stunning maid to distract me from all of this.

But she just wants to see me in those panties.

Theresa expects us in our sissy best at all times — because she’s going to use what she has between our legs to turn us into the best sissies we can be. And to make sure we follow her rules and commands, she keeps us locked tightly in our little silk panties.

Is this really how I wanted to spend my summer? And why does Theresa insist on dressing me in white? What’s she planning to do to me?