Disappointment and Misery ~

 

I had my head down on the bed and cried, my little dainty feet posed up so the camera could shoot them. How could I lose so badly like this? Im such a disapointment, im a loser! Why did I become a sissy? It's not fair! I asked myself more pathetic questions like this in my head as my soft rosy cheeks became more red and more tears streamed down them. I had tried to stand up to the bully at school after being verbally and physically attacked by him every day for a year. I had thought that I would win and win respect from others if I stood up to him like they do in the movies, I was so very wrong. So wrong in fact that I can watch how wrong I was forever, as there is footage of it from multiple angles as the other students filmed it all, me over his knees crying and kicking and begging as he spanked me bare bottom, forcing me to apologize to him about how Im a loser and how I will never, ever stand up to him again. 

As he spanked me I saw my crush and looked into her eyes, I saw her lose all attraction to me as she tried and failed to hide her giggling behind her hand. I cried openly, weeping. I was a sorry site and I looked utterly pathetic, my dream of freeing myself from my bully DEAD. My dream of being with my crush DEAD. My dream of becoming a man...D.E.A.D. 

Look at me and laugh if you want, I've been ordered to present my soles and wiggle my toesies as you tickle them or spank me, calling me all sorts of names. Faggot. Sissy. Pansy. Queer. Gayboy. Loser. Please call me whatever you want, I've grown to love them, it's the only way I can get off now. Touching myself watching my defeat as I mouth the words I spoke that day, barefoot and in shame. 

Call me what I am and I'll present my body and feet to you with a smile on my face as my bully has won, and I am a broken, sissy loser forever more ~