I twitched this time but did not make a sound. I hoped this would satisfy her but it was not enough. The strikes became harder and more frequent. I was starting to tear up and bite down as hard as I could to prevent from letting out a sound. It was becoming more and more clear in my head that I was a natural born sissy slave because my clit was straining to get hard in the cage. Finally she stopped striking me and applied lotion to my ass cheeks. "This will take away some of the sting from the flogging. Now I am going to release you from the restraints and expect you to follow me to the other room without any trouble. As always you will do anything and everything I tell you. If you understand nod once."
I nodded wonder what was next on her agenda. She released me and I followed her to a professional looking dressing room with the big mirrors and lights. She had me sit down in the chair and proceeded to brush my hair and apply my make-up. As she was applying my make -up she explained everything she was doing and why. When she was done I completely passed for a girl and not a drag queen. I was not over done in a lot of blues and green, I had Pink lips, Smokey eyes with long lashes and properly blushed out cheeks. She spun the chair around and pointed to a table with shoes and clothes laid out on it. Laid out was a matching lacy pink thong and bra set with a little blue heart on the top of the band of the thong and in between the cups, a very short pink dress, pair of pink high heel shoes with no toes to show off my nails, pink clip-on earrings that dangled, a pink and blue bracelet and a pink collar with Sissy Amita written on it in blue.
I was led to the table and Mistress Kaitlyn asked me tell her how good it felt as I put on each article of clothing. I told her what I thought she wanted to hear but in away I was saying what I was thinking. As I slide the thong up my legs I told her how much my heart was pounding because how sexy it made me feel. She then showed me the easy way to put on a bra by clasping it in the front, spinning it around and sliding the straps over my shoulder.
