October 20, 2011

Instruction

…yes my dear, part of your sissy training is learning how to be with a man – how to please him, how to touch him, how to react to his touch.  Now don’t worry, I’ll be there to guide you through the whole process.  I’ll be instructing you how to use your mouth, your sissy hole, your hands, to pleasure whom ever I bring to you, when ever I bring them to you.  You will be instructed how to be the perfect little girl, to do as you are told without question, to dress in a pleasing and seductive way, and to actually offer yourself to others for their pleasure.  It may be difficult for you at times, and this may lead to punishments…severe punishments…but through the tears and cries, you will come to realize that the instructions you receive are for your own good…   Now, she we begin?   Mommy Maggy 1-888-430-2010
September 10, 2011

One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). by Shel Silverstein Silvie Enjoy the shrinking fantasy would so enjoy doing that to you
September 4, 2011

Trashy Whore

  Now don’t you just look pathetic you wanna be sissy, you have no business applying make up and dressing in women’s clothing when you don’t have the first clue how to do it! Why you look like a trashy whore! Is that what you want to be a cheap whore and pimped out? Because Mizz Rebecca is not opposed to selling you off to my Male friends. However, you still are in much need of my assistance so call and we shall see if we can make you somewhat more presentable and to be sure you have the necessary skills (sucking, licking, serving) to please my Male Gentlemen, before entertaining. Mizz Rebecca 1 888 430 2010
September 1, 2011

The End of Summer

Sweet smell of phlox drifting across the lawn— an early warning of the end of summer. August is fading fast, and by September the little purple flowers will all be gone. Season, project, and vacation done. One more year in everybody’s life. Add a notch to the old hunting knife Time keeps testing with a horny thumb. Over the summer months hung an unspoken aura of urgency. In late July galactic pulsings filled the midnight sky like silent screaming, so that, strangely woken, we looked at one another in the dark, then at the milky magical debris arcing across, dwarfing our meek mortality. There were two ways to live: get on with work, redeem the time, ignore the imminence of cataclysm; or else take it slow, be as tranquil as the neighbors’ cow we love to tickle through the barbed wire fence (she paces through her days in massive innocence, or, seeing green pastures, we imagine so). In fact, not being cows, we have no choice. Summer or winter, country, city, we are prisoners from the start and automatically, hemmed in, harangued by the one clamorous voice. Not light but language shocks us out of sleep ideas of doom transformed to meteors we translate back to portents of the wars looming above the nervous watch we keep. By Rachel Hadas Mommy Lorraine Mommy Lorraine is always around to play with babies and sissies
July 31, 2011

True Friendship

  Are you tired of those sissy ‘friendship’ poems that always sound good, But never actually come close to reality? Well, behold below a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. No cutesy little smiley faces on this card- Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship. 1. When you are sad — I will jump on the person who made you sad like a spider monkey jacked up on mountain dew. 2. When you are blue — I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. 3. When you smile — I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in. 4. When you are scared — I will rag on you about it every chance I get. 5. When you are worried — I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining. 6. When you are confused — I will use little words. 7. When you are sick — Stay away from me until you are well Again. I don’t want whatever you have. 8. When you fall — I will point and laugh at your clumsy butt. 9. This is my oath…. I pledge it to the end. ”Why?” you may ask. by Mark Alan Keyser Lily I found this poem and wanted to share it ”Because…you are my friend”.
July 24, 2011

Sissy Becomes You!

  Most of my callers want to find their feminine side. They long to become my sissy and treated like the delicate boi they are. They enjoy being dolled up and regressed, told of all the things females do and taught how to act and how to look. Others want to become fully submissive and have me treat them like a little sissy slut. Some want to be my complete cuckold slave and denied pleasure and used for demoralizing chores and humiliated. Whichever their pleasure I am always happy to oblige. I love to dress them in frilly little outfits, teach them to shave, paint their nails; do up their hair and make-up. I make them perform acts for my guest, pleasure my boyfriends, they so enjoy being exposed and performing sissy acts. Nothing gives me more pleasure then to watch my sissy sub come to my devious demands! Do you need lessons on how to become a sissy wench? Then Call Mizz. Rebecca for your lesson now! 888*430*2010 International 714*442*2402    
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