Wednesday, February 29, 2012





Sissy had tried so desperately not to get hard. Tied into the chair at the end of Mistresses’ bed with her cage removed she didn’t want Mistress to know how much this turned her on. But, as she watched, wide eyed, the passionate scene before her, she couldn’t help herself.
She was amazed by how big Mistress’ new lover’s cock was, how wide it was stretching her pussy as he pounded into her with the stamina of a bull. As Sissy watched restlessly in her favourite pink lingerie, she realised just how inadequate she had been as a husband, and how she could never hope to provide Mistress with the pleasure she so obviously craved. No wonder Mistress had locked Sissy’s little thing away.
Sissy began to submit to her predicament, began to accept her arousal at this impressive performance. In frustration she began to grind herself onto her butt plug, causing her sissy clit to twitch. If she spurted now Mistress would tease her mercifully and her lover would probably laugh at her again, but Sissy was too far gone to care.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012



Welcome home honey.   I was wondering why you were so late.  Did you stop at the store on your way home or were you working?   Or perhaps you were out drinking with your friends again.  Oh, the outfit, well, let’s just say I saw something on your computer today that gave me a few ideas.  Seems you have not been telling me the truth about what your fantasies are, and I am going to have to correct that tonight. On your knees slave, now.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012





Who doesn't love ruffles and ribbons?  These are some very cute pics...

These are some of the things that I like to wear.  And I look so cute wearing them too.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012




Sissy knelt, hypnotised by the beautiful sight before her, waiting for her instruction to begin. The slow but unceasing conditioning of Mistress’ chastity regime was having a profound effect on her thoughts.
All she could think of was her Mistress’ pleasure, and the fact that Sissy’s own pleasure was entirely dependent on an ever increasing number of sessions like this.