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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Her sissy baby

"Diaper time" She said.  The words came out quickly, assertively and put an end to the little argument we were having.  It also put an end to my childish behavior.  It was too late.  The two words meant that i had to go upstairs and get "the supplies" needed for my regression to becoming Her sissy baby.

About ten minutes later, i made my way to one of our guest bedrooms with a puffy white adult sized baby diaper, plastic panties, diaper pins, baby powder and a cute little baby blanket.  Mistress Catherine was waiting for me with a few other items in hand.

"Someday you'll learn" She said, as i lay the items onto the bed.  i stripped down to my panties, looking at Her one last time pleading with my eyes for some sort of reprieve.  There was none.  "Off with the big girl panties" She told me.  i slid them off and stood there naked before getting on the bed for the diapering.

It didn't take long before i was overcome by Her demeanor; assertive and dominant.  i loved the look in Her eyes as She told me to lift my legs and slid the diaper under my bottom.  i started to become erect. 

"See, I know you like this.  Don't insult me and feign that it's punishment for you.  You're such a sissy" She laughed.

When the diaper was pinned on snugly and the plastic panties tightly covering it, the pacifier She had by her side was stuffed into my mouth.  Then it was the bib, embroidered with "Mommy's Little Girl" on it.  Finally, the wrist and ankle cuffs were secured and tethered to one another.  The short straps forced me to stay in the diapering position.



"You look so cute.  Stay like that for awhile and think about how you've behaved" She said and, before walking away added "If you're a good sissy, maybe I'll rub you through your diaper and let you mess in it before we go out shopping."

I wondered if She would make me wear the diaper out shopping. 

She did.  And if someone looked closely, i was sure they could notice it under my white shorts. 

Sunday, June 24, 2012

A sissy for Her Use

i belong to Mistress Catherine.  All of me.

O/our relationship took a long time to develop to where She stands and i kneel today.  It's a long story that will probably have to be told in stages, if at all.  Because what's important, is that now, i am:

Her property
Her sissy
Her pet
Her toy
Her slave

i am whatever She wants me to be.

When we first became intimate with each other, we began revealing our fantasies.  D/s finally came up.  There was so much compatibility.  W/we figured out that within each of us was this"90/10" breakdown of Dominant and submissive fantasies.  Mistress Catherine had a need to be Domme 90% of the time and submissive the other 10%.  my own needs were just reversed.

It took little time for Her to figure out that i was truly a 100% full time submissive.  i am so happy She did.

i remember the first time i told Her that i would do "anything" for Her.  i expected Her to be astonished at my devotion and submission.  She wasn't.  "I know you would" was all She said.  She knows me better than anyone.  

This morning when i awoke, i got dressed in my maids uniform and went downstairs to prepare Mistress Catherine her morning tea and start some coffee for myself.  When the tea was brewed, i carried it upstairs on a silver serving platter, the hot tea in a teapot and a matching cup along with the morning paper.

When i got into the master bedroom, Mistress was already up and in the bathroom.  i laid the platter down beside the bed and turned to see Her staring at me while squatted over one of my special "pet bowls" which keeps in a few places around the house.

"Good morning sissy.  I thought I'd prepare something special for you this morning also" She said as she filled the bowl with Her warm and golden Holy Water, the Liquid streaming through Her panties.  "Enjoy" She told me as She rose, slid the panties off and let them fall beside the bowl.

i knelt, knowing that i would be required to lick the remaining few drops on Her Beautiful Pussy.  When She was satisfied that i had cleaned Her thoroughly, She climbed into bed and had me pour Her a cup of tea as She picked up the paper.  

"Thank you sissy" She said as i handed her the steaming cup.  "Now you can enjoy Your own treat.  Make sure you finish it all."

i knelt by the bowl and lapped it all up.

i guess you could say in addition to the things i mentioned before, i am also Her toilet.  

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Her Sissy Maid

As Mistress Catherine's submissive, there are many rituals that i must follow.  Each of these stands alone in how they represent my total submission to Her, and serves as a very symbolic expression of life together.

Every day that i am at home before Mistress arrives from work, i'm required to change into one of my sissy maid uniforms and greet Her in the hallway when She walks in from the garage.   Some days, She calls ahead of time to let me know when She'll be arriving.  But most times, i'm just expected to be there on my knees, collared, leash in hand in my uniform and with my head bowed.

Sometimes, a phone call or a text may come with additional instructions.  Perhaps, She wants a specific uniform, pair of panties or another outfit.  She may also want to see me completely naked, or with one of Her many toys or instruments of discipline ready for Her to use.  

She's teased me often that perhaps some day, She will walk through the door with a friend.  "It would be so much fun to show you off" She tells me.  She's mentioned a couple of Her girlfriends who She thinks would enjoy seeing Her sissy maid.  Or perhaps, it might even be that ever-elusive male friend:  The Lover She would love to cuckold me with.

i always look forward to Her entry.  It is usually the highlight of my day.  To see Her, hear Her, feel Her and smell Her is always an honor for me.  Often, She offers me Her beautiful ass to kiss.  i love greeting Her that way.  

The leash is there for Her to use if She so pleases.  She may attach it to my sissy collar.  The collar is another constant reminder of my status as well as my love and devotion to Her.  i am sometimes made to kiss the handle of the leash before She snaps it into place.

The leash isn't always attached to my collar.  Mistress Catherine has found other creative ways to use it.  Regardless of where it's attached, She knows i will follow Her like the obedient sissy pet i am. 

Monday, June 18, 2012

"To the followers"

Thanks for all the suggestions on discipling sissy.
she is already in chastity, a result of some prior transgressions. she is still in training even after a year...

As I feel the mental aspect of submission is so very important, all I have to do is give my sissy a look, and she knows what is needed. A look, a smile, she will know what to expect, especially when I reach for the crop, and gently tap it across her buttocks, she knows......

Thursday, June 14, 2012

sissy's "progress"?

sissy has come a long way in the last year or so. Initially there was such a reluctance to fully engage in pure submission, but she came around with some guidance. she has fully engaged in daily panty wearing as a tactile reminder of who she submits to.
she especially likes pink, and says it with two syllables...piiiinnnnkkk, the frillier the better, very feminine and gushy.

But I have to say, she does lack some discipline at times, My fault really, since I am away so often, her habits lapse a bit, but are quickly put right again upon My arrival home.
I can sense the anticipation when I inform sissy that I am on My way home. I especially enjoy the initial response upon walking in the front door. she is always "dolled" up to please me. she knows that I will have a lot of sexual frustration to release upon her.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

An Anniversary Fuck

In my last post i wrote about my "collaring" on June 9, 2006.  Today is the sixth anniversary of that special day.....

i'm kneeling on the floor, bent over the bed. My hands are clinging uselessly to tangled sheets. Mistress is behind me, Her thick, hard "cock" pressed against my ass. Her body is curved over mine, as if protecting me. One of Her arms holds me to Her chest almost tenderly and Her breath is hot in my ear as She says, "Yes, sissy. Let me in."

i want to. i want Mistress inside me. i'm extremely excited. But: Her cock is well, so...Damn...Wide. Her arm around me tightens as She uses Her other hand to steady Her cock. The head pushes into me with a burning, agonizing pleasure. Immediately, an orgasm begins to surge through me, contracting all my muscles, forcing Her out again.

Mistress' hand moves to my sissy "clitty", rubbing it gently as my spasms slow. "Good girl," She says, Her voice, a firm, dominating drawl. "That's good. Are you ready for me to try again?" My legs are shaking. i arch my back towards Her. With one hand, She holds my hips steady. The other slides and traces a simple, hypnotic pattern, right between my "pussy ass" as She calls it; Her pussy ass.  It belongs to Her.  Back down to my sissy clitty. Her movement is slow and constant, urging nothing, just keeping my whole body awash in pleasure. She begins pushing Her cock into me again.

This time the head slips in easily. She stops there. I'm on the edge of cumming again. "Not yet," She says. "I don't want you to cum until I'm all the way inside you." But as She presses in, slowly, deeply, i can't control myself, my orgasm seems to rise from every part of my body, i'm groaning and every muscle pulsates.

This time, She stays inside me. My spasms go on for a long time. Her hands never leave my hips, holding me firmly as She thrusts back and forth.  I can feel my juices running down my legs.  She continues to fuck me, slowly, just a few inches in and out. i'm moaning with pleasure. i can't believe how stretched and penetrated i feel. And then She says, "I want you to let me in all the way." I freeze for a moment. Her hands continues to soothe and please me. Her lips are touching my ear as Her voice drops lower. "I'm only half way in, sissy. I want you to let me in all the way."

And then I feel Her weight against me, pushing into me. "Relax," She's saying, though I'm too overwhelmed to know how. "Relax, sissy, you can do this." Her teeth are in my shoulder, She's thrusting into me, each time a little deeper. "Does it hurt, sissy?"

It hurts. It's gorgeous. "Yes," I choke out between gasps of air. "It hurts, Mistress"

"Focus on my fingers," She says, "You can do this." I'm sobbing, nearly crying. Her cock grinds in and out. Her voice grounds me. "sissy, you can do this." I'm not sure it's true. My body is burning and melting, molten. "You can do this, sissy." Her hands grab on to my shoulders pulling me firmly onto Her cock and I focus on that bright, sharp feeling that might have been pain if i knew the difference any more.

Then i feel the base of Her cock slapping against my ass. She's fucking me smoothly, very smoothly. finally, the whole length of Her cock stroking in and out of me. Moments ago, i wanted this to end.  Now, i want it to go on forever.  My sobs and cries have been replaced by deep moans of passion. Mistress C is hunched over me, both arms wrapped around me, deep groans coming out of Her own mouth. i feel Her cock jerk and pulse inside me, and my body crests one more improbable wave. i drown in intensity, throbbing and heaving and babbling Her name as if I needed saving.

She stays wrapped around me while i slowly calm down. Her cock slides ever so slowly out. "Good girl," She murmurs again as She pulls out, "Good girl," and my pussy tightens one last time.

"Happy anniversary my sissy pet" She says.

i couldn't have asked for a more meaningful gift.