August 5, 2013 pt1

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August 5, 2013 pt1

Sissy Art

 

Source | Sissy Hypnosis

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Swoon!

 

Source | detours

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Getting Dressed

Emily was watching me get dressed this morning, something that's more time consuming for a sissy than it is for a man. Why? Well, the only undergarment a man needs to worry about is a pair of boxer shorts. But not a sissy.

This morning, I started with a bra, a baby-pink satin and embroidered lace underwire bra and a coordinating six-strap garter belt. Then I put on my hose, 100% nylon, 15 denier, Cervin stockings, carefully attached them to the garter belt. Finally, I slipped into a pink and white camisole and matching French knickers, the completion of the feminine part of me.

And that's whey Emily stared at me, looked between my legs, smiled.

"What," I asked, wondering if I'd done something wrong.

"Nothing," she said, but continued to stare.

"Seriously, what?"

"It's just...I know you're conflicted about it, about wearing it," she nodded towards my lace trimmed French knickers, "but just seeing the outline of your chastity cage in those pretty panties makes me so hot."

I swallowed, of course, that's why I was conflicted about wearing it, because the second she said something like that, I started to swell, to grow, filled the tight cage. "Em," I said, "please."

"See, that's why I like it so much, love," she moved towards me, touched the cage through the satin, "knowing how badly you want to use this sometimes, how badly you want to pretend to be a man, but knowing you can't, not unless I let you."

"P...please," I said again, eyes fluttering.

She leaned closer, whispered in my ear. "No, sissy, not today, not today."

And now I'm at work, my boy clothes over my girl undergarments, wool of satin, my suit hiding what's underneath, the real me.

And I'm still swollen, an hour later, my sissy clit still swollen to the edge of the small chastity cage, a reminder, all day, that I'm hers.

Posted by Saragirl at 5:38 AM 4 comments   

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Totally, totally, totally WANT!

 

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Saturday, August 3, 2013

If I was a girl, I'd BEG someone to do this to me for hours on end

 

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Friday, August 2, 2013

Daily Worship

One pair for each day of the week, two for Sunday.

 

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Thursday, August 1, 2013

Ending...and beginnings.

To him, the night had a happy ending, an orgasm, encouraged by a beautiful woman.

But to her, it was just a beginning, associating in his mind the erotic connection between her lingerie and his orgasms, for one was going to become more and more important to him, the other, a rare treat to be earned over time.

The first time, her stocking is over his excited penis, but that's just the first time, a prelude to his wearing them, wearing panties, a bra, a garter belt. Soon, he'll come to associate her lingerie with his pleasure, until he can't even get an erection unless he's dressed en femme.

And soon, he'll come to dread an orgasm, he'll dread it because with each one, the next one will be longer and longer away, until the chastity cage is as much a part of him as his penis is now.

Posted by Saragirl at 8:06 AM 4 comments   

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Well of course it hurts, silly, that's the smallest cage there is, but the whole point is, I don't want you getting erections. Ever. Train your mind, sweetie, train your mind.

 

Posted by Saragirl at 1:41 PM 4 comments   

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Surprise

I did that, too, the first time a woman touched me, I had an orgasm within seconds, much to the girl's surprise. Apparently the guys she was used to had endurance, something I lacked, and still do.

 

Posted by Saragirl at 2:17 PM 2 comments   

Oops

"Key? I thought you packed the key."

 

"No, you...you said you were going to bring it."

 

"Honestly it must have slipped my mind, sweetie."

 

"What are we supposed to do?"

 

"Get used to how things are going to be when we get home from the honeymoon, I guess."

 

 

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