Every day I remember who I am.

My father has made it clear to me since I was 8.

I loved my sister's skirts, socks and all her frilly stuff

and used to dress them secretcly as often 

I could. 

When my daddy saw me once dressed cute 

princess dress and white stockings with little 

red hearts and bunnies, he took me in his 

arms and started to kiss my mouth and lick my 

little clit under my frilly skirt... 

It happened often, and little by little I learned 

how to enjoy of being daddy's little princess slut 

and his little sissy whore and how to please him.

I learned to get orgasms with dad's cock in my mouth 

and when he pushed it deep into my flexible 

ass pussy. 

So, every day I remember who I am and I am proud and

happy with it - being always daddy's little princess whore 

and his obeying sissyboy slut.