October 31, 2013

Halloween Dress Up

Ok, I just had to laugh when I saw this!! That poor kitty – having to be subjected to dressing up like a spider for Halloween, LOL!  I bet you can relate though, huh?  How many times has mommy forced you into a pretty little sissy dress as part of your petticoat punishment, hmm?  And how about for Halloween? Is she insisting on dressing you up as a ballerina or a princess fairy?  Bet she thinks you will look absolutely adorable in pink and lace and ruffles!  Now now, you know better then to argue with mommy – after all, like I always say, Mommy knows Best!! Maggie 1.888.430.2010
October 3, 2013

Pussy Whipped Panty Boy

I caught the little hamper skunk searching for my panties today. His pathetic little dick getting harder with every pair of dirty panties he touched. It is so funny to watch him become excited, breathing harder, pent up juices leaking from his little dick. I just can’t help but laugh at him when he realizes he has been caught. I know he just loves dirty panties, sucking the crotch of the panties tasting the pussy juices, licking the cream off them panties; jacking his little peepee into the panties, shooting his little load into dirty panties. I love grinding my panty covered crotch into his little pussy whipped panty boy face. So tell me, are you a pussy whipped panty boy also?? Maggie 1.888.430.2010
August 29, 2013

Our Special Time

Come hop up on mommy Gina’s lap.  I just love our special cuddle time we have together.  My arms wrap around you, holding you close to my bosom, rocking you gently.  I breathe in the sweet perfume of your hair, kissing your head softly, placing my cheek atop of your tussle of hair.  My eyes close as I start quietly humming a lullaby; you coo and snuggle down even more into my lap, my arms, your eyes growing heavier and heavier, lulled into such blissful contentment.  The world outside simply melting away, time seems to be at a stand still, there is no one left in it except you and me and our special time together… Mommy Gina 1.888.430.2010
August 16, 2013

Closet Sissy gets Blackmailed

My friend Amanda had forgotten her purse at home, so she asked me to stop by her house and pick it up for her on the way to meet her for lunch. Her hubby was out, so she told me where the hidden key was, and to just let myself in with it. As I walked in the door, I heard music coming from their bedroom – odd, seeing how there wasn’t supposed to be anyone home. I followed it down the hallway and found her husband Jack dressed in a school girl uniform, lip syncing to a Britney Spears song, spanking his panty covered bottom looking at himself in the mirror. I cleared my throat loudly; he spun around to look at me and realized that there was no explanation for what I had just witnesses. Even more damning was his hard cock poking up from the waistband of his plaid skirt. He began to beg me not to tell Amanda, promising to do anything if I would keep his secret. I assured him I would indeed keep his little “naughty indulgence” safely tucked away in the closet, as it were…with a few…stipulations: 1) He joins me for a weekend of being my sissy slave and shopping in a nearby city 2) He would wear only sissy clothes and would be my sissy toy with NO exceptions 3) The first time I heard the word “no” I would call Amanda and tell her everything With mingled fear and excitement he reluctantly agreed – what else could he do? I had him by his panty-clad balls, lol!  A wicked and sinister smile grew across my face then.  Just to make sure he didn’t back out, I snapped a few “revealing” photos of him in his sissy outfit with my phone, and told him I’d text him with the details of our “girl’s weekend”.  He winced at my words, but his cock twitched as well, giving himself away. I’ll keep you all apprized of our little “get-a-way”, lol. Lexus 1.888.430.2010
August 14, 2013

Our Captive Audience

  As the sedative begins to wear off, you realize you are in more trouble than you’ve ever been in before.  The hemp rope cuts into your wrists when you try to struggle, and it doesn’t take long for the anger to turn to shear panic.  Your bitchy wife is tied up next to you, screaming at you to do something.  And just what does the air headed fool expect you to do?  There’s nowhere to run.  We’ve made sure of that. The two of you are here to pay for your cruel actions.  A little taste of your own medicine should make you much more accepting of others, don’t you think? You see, I’m sick and tired of you being mean to my darling friend.  He’s done nothing to you, and yet you think you’re better than him.  You belittle him every chance you get, so today I’m going to even up the score. For every taunt, every cruel joke, and every teasing gesture you’ve aimed at him..you are going to live out today. I’m his friend, his willing accomplice and his protector.  Today, you will pay for your transgressions, slowly and painfully, so that the lesson sticks with you. Sara
August 9, 2013

Meeting Jamie

Daddy is bringing his new friend home tonight! I’m SO excited! I took a nice long bath this afternoon, with just a touch of baby oil in it, so my skin would be so soft and yummy smelling.  Nanny Ella came over and gave me a good enema and helped me pick out my prettiest outfit. After getting me all cleaned up, cleaned out and dressed like a proper princess, she put my hair up in Daddy’s favorite style..pigtails! Daddy says he loves to watch them bounce and dance when I move. Sometimes, he even likes to hold on to them when I have my head in his lap *giggle* Nanny and I giggle excitedly when we hear Daddy’s car pull into the garage. As Daddy walks into the living room, I run into his arms and he wraps me in a huge hug. With a squeeze of my diapered bottom, Daddy whispers in my ear “You look picture perfect, my beautiful Betsy!” “Thank you, Daddy!” “Now Betsy, this is my new friend Jamie. He’s been very excited to meet you.” I smile shyly up at Jamie and give him my prettiest curtsey, making sure to hold my dress way out, so my diaper peeks out. Jamie looked very happy to meet me, but he looked a little nervous too. Nanny Ella laughed at all of us, and said we should all take a seat and talk while she fixed me a bottle and fixed the men a drink. Oh, I hope she makes me one of her Special Bottles! Betsy
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