Cuckoldress Delilah here. I have a soft spot for panty boys, crossdressers, and cuckolds. When I caught my ex-boyfriend wearing my panties and high heels that’s when my life was forever changed. Everything made sense. I was already dominating him.

He just didn’t know how to satisfy me with his small cock. So I was always in charge, telling him what to do and how to do it. When I saw my ex in my panties, I knew I had to do something. He looked so embarrassed, but I just laughed. His “clit” was hard as he wore my panties.

My dominant side wasn’t just a part of me any longer. It was ALL of me now. I knew that I wanted to keep dressing him up. At that point, I didn’t even see him as a real man. He wasn’t. Then eventually I got him a present. A cage for his clitty! I made him wear the device for a very long time. If I told you how I made him wear it, you might freak out. Well… let’s just say when I finally took it off him, his clit was smaller than before. Permanently.

It gave me such satisfaction to have that much control over him. I needed more control. I needed to control other panty boy cuckolds like him too. I do mention “cuckold” because that’s also what he was. My sexy Bulls would come over and they would take me as he watched with his clit caged. Maybe it was mean of me to do that, but I didn’t care, and I still don’t!

So, to all of you submissive little men out there: Welcome. I’m Delilah, your new everything. And you’re my bitch now.