October 28, 2011

Halloween Classic

Ya gotta love the classics – and as far as Halloween goes, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow has got to be on the top of the list.  There is just something about planting a seed of uneasiness, sprinkle it with a bit of universal primal fear, and then let the imagination and panic grow to a manic state.   And of course there are those little ones who beg and cry for a scary story – just before bed.  Now I know that that’s probably not the best idea for a good night’s sleep, but truth be known, I love coming in after they’ve woken up screaming from a nightmare, looking to me for comfort and to chase away the monsters under the bed, and the boogie man who they are convinced is lurking inside the closet.   I cuddle up next to them, pressing their little faces against my breasts, and take their mind off those scary images with some naughty nanny games (you wouldn’t believe what you can do with one of those glow sticks teeheehee).   Hope everyone has a happy Halloween, and if you are in need of Nanny Ella to chase away those scary monsters with some naughty nanny play, stop by the chatroom Halloween night for a Halloween bash!     Ella  
October 12, 2011

Itsy Bitsy Teeny Tiny Man

When the ABies I take care of are well-behaved they get story time. One of the favorite stories at Nanny Ella’s Nursery is Alice in Wonderland. I was reading to one good little boy the other day and we got to the part where Alice shrinks and grows. I could see the wonder on my little one’s face and I got all sorts of ideas of my own. Things I would do with a little one if he was literally little, if he was tiny. The little terrors would be easier to take care of – those bad boys would get shrunk. I can also think of some fun I could have that would bring me a lot closer to my sweet babies.   Like to play really little?  So do I – I love to play at giantess and shrinking fetish role plays.   Let Nanny shrink you down to size Your Nanny Ella 1-888-430-2010
October 9, 2011

THE HELL BOUND TRAIN

A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor, Having drunk so much he could drink no more; So he fell asleep with a troubled brain To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train. The engine with murderous blood was damp And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp; An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones, While the furnace rang with a thousand groans. The boiler was filled with lager beer And the devil himself was the engineer; The passengers were a most motley crew- Church member, atheist, Gentile, and Jew, Rich men in broad cloth, beggars in rags, Handsome young ladies, and withered old hags, Yellow and black men, red, brown, and white, All chained together-O God, what a sight! While the train rushed on at an awful pace- The sulphurous fumes scorched their hands and face; Wider and wider the country grew, As faster and faster the engine flew. Louder and louder the thunder crashed And brighter and brighter the lightning flashed; Hotter and hotter the air became Till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame. And out of the distance there arose a yell, “Ha, ha,” said the devil, “we’re nearing hell” Then oh, how the passengers all shrieked with pain And begged the devil to stop the train. But he capered about and danced for glee, And laughed and joked at their misery. “My faithful friends, you have done the work And the devil never can a payday shirk. “You’ve bullied the weak, you’ve robbed the poor, The starving brother you’ve turned from the door; You’ve laid up gold where the canker rust, And have given free vent to your beastly lust. “You’ve justice scorned, and corruption sown, And trampled the laws of nature down. You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered, and lied, And mocked at God in your hell-born pride. “You have paid full fare, so I’ll carry you through, For it’s only right you should have your due. Why, the laborer always expects his hire, So I’ll land you safe in the lake of fire, “Where your flesh will waste in the flames that roar, And my imps torment you forevermore.” Then the cowboy awoke with an anguished cry, His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high. Then he prayed as he never had prayed till that hour To be saved from his sin and the demon’s power; And his prayers and his vows were not in vain, For he never rode the hell-bound train. Lily
October 6, 2011

For Rent

The other day I found my little one rummaging through my panty draw, fondling my delicates, holding them up to himself, prancing about – not just like a little sissy, but as a sissy slut.  So I decided if he wants to be a little sissy slut, then I will help him in his endeavors.   I dressed him up in the slinkiest little outfit, put a blonde wig with lots of cascading curls on his head, did his makeup and nails, and put the sexiest heels on him. Then I placed a few calls to some of my male friends and asked if they would be interested in renting a sissy slut to do with what they please.   Naturally they were more then enthusiastic and came right over!  Well let me tell you, they had such delicious fun with my little sissy slut, one right after another, over and over and over again!   And when all my friends were done “renting” my little slut, she found herself used and filled to the brim, barely able to walk, hehe.  I informed her that she will have to get used to it, for I have already gotten lots of requests to rent her, and of course I told them yes!   So, who’s up to being rented out next?   Mommy Maggy
October 2, 2011

FRUITS OF DESIRE

WE ALL ENJOY OUR TASTE OF DIFFERENT THINGS IN LIFE NOW ME I REALLY ENJOY A GOOD COLD ORANGE PEELED VERY SLOWLY DOWN THE MIDDLE.THEN JUST PULL IT APART AND EAT ONE PIECE OF THE SWEET FRUIT ONE SLICE AT TIME SAVORY THE JUICE AS IT DRIPS DOWN MY CHIN SOMETIMES MY HAND AND ARM BUT ITS SO GOOD I HAVE TO SAY.IT DOESN’T MATTER IF IT GETS ALL OVER ME I JUST LICK IT ALL AWAY LOL NOW LOOK AT YOU GET THAT MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER I WAS TALKING ABOUT A ORANGE HERE EVEN TOOK A PIC  TO PROVE IT LAUGHING . MOMMY LORRAINE
September 21, 2011

A Lesson for Mommy’s Little Man

Mommy’s little man has been a very naughty little one.  Seems he doesn’t think he has to mind mommy anymore. Well my naughty little man, I think its time for Mommy to remind you exactly who the boss is around here. That’s right, Mommy is going to teach my little man a lesson. When I am through you will remember that Mommy is the boss and it’s always best to mind Mommy.   I scoop my naughty little one up onto my hip and take him to the nursery.  There I pull off his big boy’s training pants and put him across my legs. I then give him a harsh bare-bottom spanking with my bare hand until his little bottom is beet red and very sore. Then I put my naughty little one onto the changing table and put a diaper on his naked little bottom.   If you’re going to act like a brat and be a naughty little one, then you will have to wear diapers like a brat. Only good little men get to wear big boy training pants.     Mommy Maggie 1-888-430-2010  
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