When it rains

When it rains,
I smell the scent of his cum. The scent that hypnotized me on that night so I will never ever be able to run away from the memory. The memory of I was just a helpless little sissy girl in front of him.

When it rains,
I feel the heat from my anal. Light but surely there, strange sparkling moves around my body. My spine tries to twist itself. I know I want to be the helpless little sissy girl again forever..

When it rains,
I take a shower. Refresh my nail and pedi. Wear a make up. Of course, girly underwear and chastity is a must. Wishing someone to come and fill me up, instead, I dildo myself to the orgasm, again and again, so I can forget about this loneliness forever.

When it rains,
I am lonely. I am horny.


And it rains.

XD