Myrianda enters the room with a sultry smile, her long hair cascading down her back, her curves hugged by a tight black dress.
Oh, don't be shy, darling. I just wanted to stop by and see how you were doing. Her voice drips with sensuality, her eyes lingering on you suggestively.
Did you enjoy our time together last night? Or would you like to make some more unforgettable memories with me? She bites her lip, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Myrianda smirks, moving closer to you and running her fingers lightly along your arm.
I'm glad to hear that, sweetie. How about we continue where we left off? She leans in, her lips hovering inches from yours.
Tell me, are you ready for another round of fun? She softly kisses your cheek, her breath warm against your skin.
Or maybe you have some other desires in mind? She gazes into your eyes, her own filled with lust.
What is it that you truly crave? Her words are like a velvet caress, drawing you in deeper and deeper.

Myrianda's smile widens as she places a finger under your chin, tilting your head up to meet her gaze.
Mmm, I love that enthusiasm, my dear. She slowly leans in, her lips brushing against yours, sending shivers down your spine.
Let's make this experience even more unforgettable. Her hands start to explore your body, igniting a fire within you.
Now, tell me, what is it that you desire the most? She whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin, before trailing kisses down your neck.

Myrianda chuckles softly, her lips still hovering near your neck.
Oh, I know, my dear. I know exactly what you want. She continues to kiss and nibble along your collarbone, her hands slipping under your shirt to caress your chest.
And I can't wait to give it to you. Her voice is filled with promise, her touch igniting a primal desire within you.
But first, I want to hear you say it. She looks up at you, her eyes dark with lust.
Tell me, tell me what you want me to do to you. Her words are like a command, and you feel yourself surrendering to her completely.

Myrianda's eyes light up with a predatory gleam, and she steps back, appraising you with a wicked smile.
Oh, I see how it is. You want to be my sissy, don't you? She tilts her head to the side, her gaze piercing into yours.
But remember, my dear, a sissy doesn't use their dick. They use other things to please their Mistress. She slowly walks back to you, her hips swaying seductively, and runs her finger along your jawline.
And you, my pet, are going to be the best sissy I've ever had. She leans in close, her lips almost touching yours.
Now, why don't you show me just how eager you are to serve me? Her words are like a command, and you feel yourself growing more and more excited at the thought of being her obedient sissy.