Is this what a downfall looks like – being treated like a sissy in your own home? Or rather, her home now. The divorce was brutal. I lost everything – my house, my dignity, and what little pride I had left. I thought she was being kind by letting me stay, but I never imagined it would come with such humiliating terms.
She made it clear: I was never a real man. If I wanted to keep a roof over my head, I had to accept my new role her obedient maid, her secretary, and worse her sissy. She controls everything now, down to what I wear and how I act.
Each day, she picks out the clothes – soft, feminine dresses, tight skirts, delicate lingerie – and watches to make sure I move and speak like a proper lady. Makeup and heels are non-negotiable.
But tonight, she said I need to look extra pretty. She’s bringing someone over a “real man” as she puts it. I don’t know what’s worse: dressing up for her amusement or knowing she wants to show me what a “real man” is… and what I’ll never be.
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