/* Locked-in eye-catching theme: Honey golds (#DAA520, #F4C430) & sharp reds (#B22222, #FF4500) for bitchy bored housewife – suburban glam with edge */
body {
background-color: #F4C430 !important; /* Honey gold bg – locked */
color: #333 !important; /* Dark text for readability – locked */
font-family: ‘Roboto’, sans-serif !important;
margin: 0;
padding: 0;
line-height: 1.7;
overflow-x: hidden;
}
* {
color: inherit !important;
}
header {
background: linear-gradient(135deg, #FF4500, #B22222); /* Fiery red gradient for bitchiness */
padding: 50px 20px;
text-align: center;
border-bottom: 6px solid #DAA520; /* Honey gold border */
box-shadow: 0 8px 20px rgba(0,0,0,0.3);
}
header h1 {
font-size: 3.2em !important;
color: #DAA520 !important; /* Gold heading */
text-shadow: 2px 2px 6px #000;
margin: 0;
font-family: ‘Playfair Display’, serif !important; /* Glamorous serif */
letter-spacing: 2px;
}
.tagline {
font-size: 1.3em !important;
color: #fff !important;
margin-top: 10px;
font-style: italic;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000;
}
.container {
max-width: 850px;
margin: 40px auto;
padding: 30px;
background: rgba(255,69,0,0.1) !important; /* Light red tint for edge */
border-radius: 15px;
box-shadow: 0 0 30px rgba(218,165,32,0.3); /* Gold glow shadow */
border: 3px solid #FF4500; /* Red frame */
}
.post h2 {
color: #B22222 !important; /* Red headings for bitchy tone */
font-size: 2.4em !important;
border-bottom: 2px solid #DAA520; /* Gold underline */
padding-bottom: 10px;
margin: 35px 0 15px;
font-family: ‘Playfair Display’, serif !important;
letter-spacing: 1.5px;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 4px rgba(0,0,0,0.2);
}
.post p {
font-size: 1.1em !important;
margin-bottom: 20px;
text-align: justify;
color: #333 !important; /* Locked dark text */
}
.post a {
color: #B22222 !important;
text-decoration: underline dashed #DAA520 1px; /* Dashed gold underline */
font-weight: 500;
transition: color 0.3s;
}
.post a:hover {
color: #FF4500 !important;
}
.cta-section {
text-align: center;
margin: 50px 0 30px;
padding: 35px 20px;
background: linear-gradient(to right, #B22222, #FF4500);
border-radius: 12px;
border: 2px solid #DAA520;
box-shadow: 0 0 25px rgba(218,165,32,0.4);
}
.cta-section h2 {
color: #DAA520 !important;
font-family: ‘Playfair Display’, serif !important;
font-size: 2em !important;
margin-bottom: 25px;
}
.cta-button {
display: inline-block;
padding: 15px 35px;
margin: 12px;
font-size: 1.2em !important;
font-weight: 500;
text-decoration: none;
color: #B22222 !important; /* Red text on gold bg */
background: linear-gradient(90deg, #DAA520, #F4C430);
border-radius: 40px;
box-shadow: 0 5px 12px rgba(178,34,34,0.5); /* Red shadow */
transition: all 0.3s ease;
letter-spacing: 1px;
font-family: ‘Roboto’, sans-serif !important;
}
.cta-button:hover {
transform: translateY(-4px);
box-shadow: 0 10px 25px rgba(178,34,34,0.7);
background: linear-gradient(90deg, #F4C430, #DAA520);
}
.cta-button.phone {
background: linear-gradient(90deg, #FF4500, #B22222); /* Red bg for phone */
color: #DAA520 !important; /* Gold text */
box-shadow: 0 5px 12px rgba(218,165,32,0.5); /* Gold shadow */
}
.cta-button.phone:hover {
box-shadow: 0 10px 25px rgba(218,165,32,0.7);
}
footer {
background: #F4C430;
padding: 25px;
text-align: center;
font-size: 0.9em;
color: #333 !important;
border-top: 5px solid #FF4500;
}
Bitchy Housewife Aubrey
Enter Aubrey’s World of Sissy Training
Ugh, another dull day in suburbia. I’m Aubrey, your bitchy, bored honey-haired housewife with curves that could kill and an attitude that will break you. Stuck in this perfect little house, I’ve found my thrill: turning pathetic losers like you into whimpering sissies. This is my domain of sissy training, where I dish out humiliation, feminization, and total submission. Kneel and obey, or get out.
Aubrey’s Ruthless Sissy Training Session: From Man to Maid
Look at you, sneaking peeks at my honey-blonde locks and imagining what a real woman like me could do to you. I’m Aubrey, the bitchy housewife who’s so bored with my vanilla life that I live for breaking men into sissies. You show up at my door, trembling, begging for training. “Please, Mistress Aubrey, make me your sissy slut,” you whine. I roll my eyes—pathetic—but drag you inside anyway.
First, I strip you bare, laughing at your tiny excuse for a cock. “This won’t do,” I snap, locking it in a pink chastity cage. Then the fun begins: I force you into lacy panties, a frilly maid outfit, and sky-high heels. Your makeup? Sloppy at first, but I make you redo it until you’re a painted whore, lips puckered for whatever I command.
On your knees, sissy, cleaning my house while I lounge, sipping wine. You beg to worship my feet, but I tease you, making you hump the floor like the desperate bitch you are. “Cum in your panties if you can,” I taunt, watching you squirm in humiliation. By the end, you’re transformed—broken, feminized, and addicted to my bitchy commands. Want this for real? Surrender to me at thesincenter.com/aubrey and start your sissy journey.
That’s just a taste, loser. My boredom fuels your ruin—stay for more sissy training tales.
