Thursday, December 29, 2011

if anyone laughs at the following then i won't post again (this year)

as i mentioned before, i had a sissy day planned just before christmas when i would be alone and able to dress fully.

i decided to follow a milovana tease (  )
which is a sissy workout routine.  i followed the tease to the letter and enjoyed it. i suggest all you sissys try it out at least once!!

i did my make up with a gold flash, and i t looked ok, apart from my eyeliner (i have not yet mastered liquid eyeliner and i don't get enough time to practice)

anyway, the tease involved the wearing of a chastity belt for a while.  i have one as mentioned earlier in my blog (not the cb-2000 - that was rubbish, but a metal one).  a while ago when i was tryingout the chastity belt, i had a padlock with 2 keys.  i put one key in my car and the otherone i put in my bag of girly clothes that i keep hidden.

as time goes on, i have changed cars about 5 times (company cars) and added more clothes and new bags etc etc.  you may see where this going now...

so without thinking, i put on the chastity belt as instructed by the tease and continued.  it was not until the end of the tease when i wanted to take off the belt (i didn't cum btw), that i hit the snag - no key.

i frantically looked in my clothing bag and couldn't find it, and i knew it was no use looking in the car.  a slight panic ensued....

i quickly through on some trousers and went to get my tool box from the garage.  when back inside i stripped off and using the junior hacksaw, i started to cut the shaft of the padlock.  immediately the saw slipped and cut the only part of my "manhood" that was exposed at the top of the tube (the rest been inside the chastity tube). i yelled and cursed and began to panic more.

aftre calming down a little i came up with the idea to file off the padlock, and it worked enough to make a groove for the saw, although this was painful as the action needed to do this meant the top of the chastity tube rubbed against the cut area. but it was that or nothing.

after about 20mins of sawing and filing i managed to break free, sweating like mad, with mascara running down my cheeks and in quite some discomfort from the earlier cut.

i just did not feel too girly after that scare, so didn't manage to take any photos or dress the rest of the day!!

it was only a small nick on my penis, but it hurt for days and i now know there is no way that i will be able to cut off my own dick!!

my legs were also sore from following the instructions in the tease and i couldn't walk straight for a couple of days.

looking back - IT WASN'T FUNNY!!!!!!!

Monday, December 19, 2011

thought i was busted at work.....

so here i am 6 months into my new job and one of the guys from upstairs comes into our office (there are 3 of us) and went to my colleague and said "here - have a look at these photos of him", looking at me.

omg i thought, he has been looking on line and found my blog, or other sites where my photos are displayed and has downloaded them.  time to face the shame......

only after i had gone bright red with shame and embarressment thinking what photos he had, did they finally reveal it wasn't entirely like that......  it seem he has been messing with photoshop and using a picture of me in boy mode, had inserted my face over some others.

i won't bore you anymore, or show you the ones i believe you won't be interested in (the male ones!!!), but theses didn't turn out all that bad......for fakes......although i wish i had a body like any of them!!!

maybe my nose needs to be a bit slimmer...

Friday, December 16, 2011


wow - a momentus day passed this last week or so as i have managed to get 100 followers, or 100 people who are interested in what i have to say.

the prize (if there was one) would go to Jenny G.

i am hoping to post a few things before christmas.


Friday, November 25, 2011

Hi Girls

as you know it has been far too long since i posted.

i have not been up to much "girlywise".  i was made the secretary to a Master running a bit of a sissy group on yahoo, but after a busy start (where i was too busy to post anything on here about it), the group looks like it is dying and the Master does not seem interested anymore.  i would post the name of the group, and if it takes off i will do, but at the moment i feel i would be letting you down by doing so - its not worth joning at the moment.

i also have been in contact with a Mistress who asked if she could come and stay with me for a while!!  After the sissy dreams cleared, i realised that my wife may not like the idea so i had to say no.  i am one of Mistress' favourite sissys and we get on very well, so it was doubly disappointing.  i will ask her if i can link to her site, and i will post if i can.

anyway, looking to next week, i may, at last, have some decent sissy time.  if this happens i will take some photos as promised earlier and post them.  i don't know why some of you want to see me, but i will do what i am asked!!!!


As part of one of the Mistress tasks issued was to buy some frilly satin panties and so i did.  i am more of a bikini / thong type girl, but these panties are absolutely fabulous and i just looooove them!!!

as mentioned in my last post, i bought a black miniskirt and white blouse - a sort of young secretary look that i really love (i have an older secretary look that i will include later). so here are some photos to pass the time on......Hope you like them. xx

Monday, October 17, 2011

Dear Diary.....

some of my regular readers will have now read all of the "diary" entries that i made while trying to arrange some sex for myself.  it was very disappointin that this came to nothing, but i am glad that i kept a diary, and it was strange reading it through, looking at my thoughts from the time.  If anyone else experiences something similar then i suggest you keep a diary (and publish it!!)  you may be surprised by what you have done / thought....

i didn't publish it at the time, as i wasn't sure i could keep up to it daily (or hourly in some cases).


As previously mentioned, i bought a "nu-bra" (more on that later), but i did fail to mention that after i got dumped / stood up / let down (etc) , without thinking, i did what many real girls do when they "change men"

i changed my hairstyle, or more exact - bought a new wig. 

it was a total unconscious thought.  i just sort of decided there and then that i needed a new hairstyle, a new look.  maybe this was my mind saying lets try another look and see if that can get us some sex.....  or maybe i am over analysing this.

the wig came a few weeks ago, but today was the first chance i really had to try it on. the hair is very soft, but a few pieces did fall out.  i tried it on with a little white blouse, short black pleated skirt and 4" heels.  i looked - different.  it really is surprising how different you can look with a different hairstyle and colour.

i looked more serious, not as much "fun" as my other hair style (longer, blond)

i am not convinced about the nu-bra yet though.  it did pull my chest together, but there didn't seem to be any cleavage created, although i am quite slim (circa 10 stone 4 pounds) so that might be why.  i think it is one of those things that needs a day to play with it to get the best out of it.

Thursday, October 06, 2011

7th September

as you can guess, i have received nothing.  no phone calls, no text messages and no emails.

i might as well tell this guy to go get fucked, but that is what i wanted - to get fucked!!!

i would blow him out but.....(you get the point!!)

i could not get much (read any) sex when i was younger.  i thought that as a boy, all the girls were either saving themselves, not bothered with me or getting it by some hungry young stud.  i was on the outer.

i have always thought that if i was a "real" girl, i could just about have sex anytime i wanted as there is always a horny man around.  however, now i am a girl (in my mind and dress) and i know i have a limited amount of men to choose / allow to have sex, it would be easy because i believe all men went sex.  whether that be with a woman, man or a sissy, men still want to have sex.

so here i am, a man approaches me wanting sex, i say yes lets get it on, and then nothing.  surely it can't be me that is at fault.  he has seen photos of me and was still asking me for sex.


this morning i took the matter into my own hands (and ass)  i was so horny i just couldn't wait any longer.

i did not have a lot of time, so i quickly stripped off, got my dildo and after a quick bit of lube, slid my medium butt plug in my ass.  after a second, it went in quite easily and i then started to suck on my dildo a little.  after less than a minute i realised that what i wanted was my dildo in my ass, not my mouth.

i was not sure that i could easily take my dildo, so without any lube (except my saliva) i sat down on it, and it slipped straight in.  i gasped and couldn't beleieve how easy it went in.  it seems i was so horny, my ass was opening up waiting to be filled!!

i rode the dildo for a while and i think if i had more time i would have been able to cum without pulling at myself, but time was short and so i pulled myself t othe same rhythm that i bounced on my dildo.  result - a big orgasm (not earth shattering, not all body, but big)

when i calmed down, my only thought was - "that is what you have missed out on mister..."

Tuesday, October 04, 2011

6th september 2011

7.00am turned on phone hoping he will call me.  No text messages received and no voice mail left.

checked email, no email  beginning to feel a bit sad

had a quick try on of my skirt and heels, felt really good and i felt really sexy in them.  i seemd to be able to walk like a girl today, i just feel confident walking in the heels.  practiced walking into his room and what i would do / say when he first saw me dressed.

7.40 got changed and started to set off for work.

7.45 as i was just leaving the house, i heard my phone "ringing" (i have two mobile phones, one for myself, and susan has an old pay as you go one)

my heart was beating so fast you wouldn't believe it, i was so excited i pulled the phone out of my pocket, i felt like a 12 year old girl, about to jump up and down screaming.  i then noticed that i had just knocked the "play" button for the mp3.  laughing at this blond moment, i turned off the phone, took a deep breath, tried to calm myself down and headed for work.

checking my emails on a regular basis (and the phone) - nothing

2.00pm.  still nothing
3.10pm still nothing.  decided that if he doesn't call, then i am going to have some rough sex with my dildo in the morning.  i need something in my pussy.  would prefer to feel him though.

its now 4.15 and still nothing
from 1.30pm saturday until now, i have sent 4 emails to him, without a single reply / text / phone call except for the one i think could have been him, but might just as easily been a wrong number.  what has a girl to do to get some cock!!  i wouldn't mind so much, but he got back in touch with me to arrange something.  maybe i am too eager.

Friday, September 30, 2011

5th september 2011

bad news, got a phone call at 5.00am that my father had been rushed into hospital.

sent my bf an email saying sorry, but due to the above i couldn't do tuesday night, too much on my mind.

good news - by 4.00pm my dad was out and it was just a scare.

managed to get my head sorted, then sent this email
"Hi (again)

things have got sorted out a lot quicker than i had imagined, and i could do tomorrow (tuesday) night if you want to meet up.
please let me know if you want to asap. i do need to know before 4.30 tomorrow though.
i check my emails all day, or you can ring or text me anytime between 7.15 and 4.30.
if you are a bit unsure as to meeting me, i could just come over and chat etc, its up to you.
as i have said before, could you please let me know asap so i can plan other things in.
sorry for messing you about a bit. i will make it up to you ;-)
susan xx"

hope he rings or emails me.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

4th september 2011

4.30pm  no calls today, although it has been raining so i turned off my phone about 2.45pm and came in.

sent him another email to say sorry we havn't spoke, but i can meet on tuesday night if he lets me know before 4.30 monday night.  and he can ring me anytime from 7-4.30 tomorrow.

10.00pm  no emails received, going to bed hoping he calls me tomorrow.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

3rd September

got a reply, well 2 actually!!!

first was

"Ive not met any sissies b4-I want to enjoy kissing,being sucked and fucking my 1st sissy.

I can send you a pic if you want.

What experience have you got as a sissy?"

second was "whats your phone number, can we chat, let me know when"

these were receieved at 1.15pm, and as i was on the computer at 1.30.

i quickly replied with my number and anytime between now and 5.  i also said that i had been to a tv club, sucked dildo's etc, but not been with a man.  i also said added the following "the most important things for me if we meet are safe sex and been treated like a girl. you WILL get into my knickers but i want a bit of foreplay first."  i thought that would excite him a little.

about 20mins later my mobile rang, just once.  i did not recognise the number, so i hoped that if it was him, that he would ring back, but he didn't.  i saved the number just in case.

5.00pm no more phone calls.


Monday, September 19, 2011

2nd September

not feeling very girly for a few days i had ignored an email received from ex-boyfriend who claims he was trying to contact me for a meet.  i had given up on him and to be honest lost all of the thrill of a meet.  i havn't had an orgasm since the friday after the last email, but i have just not felt girly.

however i have felt a bit more girly over the past few days and decided to reply.

his email said "Hi,Ive been trying to phone to arrange our meet but cant get through. Can you reply? x"

i wasn't going to bother, but i am probably feeling up to it again after cheering myself up with a bit of retail therapy.

however i wasn't going to let him get away with bailing on me earlier, so i returned the following email

"Hi Sir

i have been away for a couple of weeks and just got back to check my emails.
i may be able to meet next tuesday, but i cannot confirm until monday dinner.
whilst writing, may i ask you a couple of questions...
How many men / sissys have you been with?
what was your favourite part (kissing? receiveing a blow job? having sex?)
Do you have any pictures?
susan xx"

i hope that will either shame him into meeting with me, or put him off completely!!

i will wait and see

4.50pm no answer yet....

Thursday, September 15, 2011

5th august 2011

its dinnertime and nothing today.  after the "excitement" or lack of it yesterday. today is dull.  i am not waiting on every minute to check my email for a note from my BF, i have turned off my mobile and i am not bothered about him.

he had his chance and having revisisted our earlier exchanges i think he got cold feet.  i WAS so up for it yesterday, but that is his loss.  we have pencilled in next tuesday night, but i am not sure he is "the one" for me.

in an effort to get him to agree last night, i offered (after the first time) to go regularly to his house and suck him off and swallow his load, as i thought this might get him to change his plans, but to no avail.

as for my PBF, then it is making time in our schedules to get together.  i was up for it this week, but the moment seems to be passing now.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

4th August 2011

had a not bad nights sleep, still quite horny but not as bad as last night.  got some dark circles under my eyes though.  may have to buy some makeup to cover them up today.

8.00am checked my email, and YAY! my BF got back to me saying "yes lets meet x"  only 1 kiss though, a girl wants more than that.

he also sent the email at 2.15am this morning, i hope he wasn't with some tramp.

will wait for a hour or so and then send him a get ready for tonight email!!!
feeling dead giddy now.  i wonder what other/real girls felt like before their first time?

9.30am couldn't wait any longer to send my BF the message that i will be there tonight.  sent him my mobile number so he can get in touch.  asked him for his address and confirmation about using a condom for oral sex.

hope he replies soon, but it might be unlikely!

looked at myself in the mirror - i seem to have come out in a few spots, just typical, i want to look my best and now i have spots.  looks like i am going to have to buy some concealer before my date.

enjoy typing the words date and BF. still giddy.  can't get any work done thinking about my date with my BF.

11.15 still no news.  if he really wanted me, wouldn't he have emailed by now??

1.00pm still nothing  :(

2.30pm again still nothing.  at this rate i will be setting off to his house before i know where it is!!  i have stopped recording whenever i check my email, it is too much typing.

2.45 and i notice that my BF has been online as he had logged in on the cottaging site where we met 10 minutes ago.  he had checked out my profile which is good, but still no email.  i quickly sent off a message through the cottaging site to ask him for his address.  maybe he has picked up the email and is going to ring me!!  but nothing yet.

its 3.00 pm now, and in 5 hours time i could have his cock in my mouth or my ass.  but i don't where to find him...

4.30 still nothing and i am heading home.  got to wait until he rings me now.
called on way hoe to get my hair cut, thought it might get hot under the wig tonight.

5.20 almost home when the phone rings.  at last my BF has rung me, on a witheld number :(
the bad news, he has got someone coming over tonight so we can't meet.  but the strange thing was that he then offered to come to mine?  anyway,he asked about the condom for oral sex, and i said i want to the first time, but maybe after that if we become a regular couple, then i may reconsider.  he then asked me if i had done this before, and i answered honestly, no.  i told him i cammitted to getting some action and he was the next person to contact me.  i asked him if it was a problem, and he said no.  he also asked how i was to dress when i arrived.  i told him how ever he wants, but he wants to be discrete, so it would be in male mode and change inside.

after finally talking this through he said he would get back to me within 1/2 hour to see if he could arrange something.  its 15mins on and i still don't know anything.  i am no further on than this morning lol.

well its 3 hours later and i thnk i have been dumped.  he did ask about tomorrow night, but i said no.  maybe if i said yes he would love me again?  feel like eating a lot to make myself happy.
why are men so cruel?
why don't they do what they say they will do?
why can't i get any sex?
*sob sob*

Saturday, September 10, 2011

3rd august 2011

after a restless nights sleep trying to figure out why no-one wants me (am i too forward, not forward enough, am i not offering what they want, should i get some bigger boobs? etc) i woke up and checked my emails to no messages, again :(

9.00am work tonight got cancelled so i have decided to take the bull by the horn and contact my PBF to see if he can accomodate me.  i have all of my clothes in the car ready for him.  he is usually online now so i expect an answer by return.

10.00am got to go out for a few hours, no response from my PBF.  i cannot even give my ass away!!!

10.10am Yay!!! got response from my PBF!!! - he says he cannot do tonight.  felt a bit gutted, and i told him that i was very horny and wanted to dress and have sex with him asap.  he says he feels the same way.  just got to get his wife out of the way!!

had a little girly adventure today, but i have posted about that earlier!!

3.00pm had to go out, but got back and decided to email my BF and tell him he can have me tonight if he wants me, but has to let me know by 4.30pm.  sent longish sexy email, i am sure if he gets the email in time, i will be there tonight!!!

4.30pm yes you guessed it - nothing. i will only give him until friday.  if he doesn't get in touch by then, then i must move on.

8.00pm my BF emailed me at 7.30pm saying he had just got my message and he supposed it was too late.  if only he had checked his emails earlier i would be in his arms now.  i am making an extra effort to try to see him tomorrow.  sent him another "what i am going to do to you" email to keep him horny and ask if we are on tomorrow.  if not it will be next tuesday at earliest.  think i will go insane by then.

8.30pm no reply :( i need to know does he want me or not?

off to get shaved best i can just in case...

Friday, September 09, 2011

2nd august 2011

11am - still no news from my boyfriend.  he must have dumped me.  how long do i leave it before i call it a day and move on.  my second admirer has been in touch this morning, he is keen.

my second admirer, now upgraded to PBF (potential boyfriend) is trying to arrange a time when we can meet.  he is married, so i am going to be the other woman.  this excites me, but part of me thinks if he is cheating on her, will he cheat on me??  better save these thoughts until we actually get together.

told my PBF to pencil in 16th august.  this will be the day that susan goes back to school!!!  hope he teaches me a few lessons

been looking on where to put my hands, i have decided that i will put my arms around his neck and draw him into me.  that way i can play with his hair, stroke his neck etc.  if he responds favourably, then i might go onto my tiptoes for him (he is taller than me, even in my 4" heels).  new problem now is what to do if he grabs my ass.  shoudl i let him grope away, or should i act a bit shy to start with and coyly move his hand away.

he knows i am going to put out for him, but i am going insane waiting for him to get in touch.  going to take the initiative and "wink" at him!!

3.30pm i have been checking my email every 20minutes today, and since early this morning, neither my BF or PBF have been in touch.  it sucks been a girl wanting some action.

9.30pm still no-one been in touch.  very fed up now.  off to bed

Thursday, September 08, 2011

Monday 1st August 2011

its 10.00pm and i have checked my email every 20 minutes throughout the day.  feeling down again, maybe i pushed my boyfriend too far.  i offered to do almost anything with him, as long as it was safe, but maybe he has had second thoughts.  i am sure i am not too fat, maybe i am too old.  i really did think he could be the one.

why don't men ever respond, are they afraid to say no thanks?

however, whilst i was checking my messages on cottaging, another man has got in touch.  i thought this would be some harmless flirting, so i thought "what the heck" and we flirted for a while.  he wants me to dress as a schoolgirl who has failed a test and needs to get some extra marks from the teacher.  i am loving talking to him, our messages are quite sexy.  he is dead keen to meet me, i think he must be thinking with his "other brain" again.

my new admirer was quite insistant throughout the day.  i have told him that i can't meet him this week, because i have another appointment (boyfriend) although he hasn't been in touch  :(

whilst waiting for my boyfriend, i am getting nervous about kissing him, what should i do with my hands?  i know what to do with my hands when i was predending to be a guy, but now i am a girl, what should i do?  maybe i should look this up.

Tuesday, September 06, 2011

sunday 31st july 2011
its dinnertime now and i still haven't had a reply.  it looks like he doesn't want me.  i was starting to think about him and referring to him as my boyfriend, but now nothing- i have been dumped before we even met

YAY - checked again at 5.00pm and my boyfriend has got back to me.  he says he likes the photos, especially the ones of me in stockings and suspenders - a typical man, doesn't notice the effort i went to in the other photos, but likes to see me in my underwear the best.  do men only think of one thing?

5.30pm - got another email asking if it was ok if he didn't wear a condom for oral sex, he wants me to swallow it all.  i am not sure about this.

8.00pm - done some research, and you can catch STD's etc from oral sex.  as its my first time i don't want to be worrying about this, i want to enjoy myself!!

decided to send email back to boyfriend telling him i want to see a condom if his cock is going into my mouth.  told him that it is to protect us both.  also told him i will wear stockings and suspenders for him, and that i want him to be in charge.

getting giddy about this now, hope he replies soon.
the diary of susan rhodes aged......

hi all
i thought i would keep a short diary of what has been happening to me lately and hopefully it will build towards something exciting, who knows?  i know that some of this dates back a few weeks, but that may just build the tension.....

saturday - 30 july 2011
having spent a bit of time on my computer, i decided to quickly have a look on a gay personal website,
i have previously registered on this site, but any contacts came to nothing.  i quickly logged on, looked at who had looked at me, then logged off again.  about 15minutes later i checked my email inbox and i had received a message on the website.  a man nearby wanted a sissy.

we exchanged a few short emails as to what he was looking for (someone to treat as a woman, to fuck, have her suck his cock etc)  i got quite excited at this prospect, and began to think that maybe it is time to commit a bit more to this sissy lifestyle and meet a man.

the emails were quite flirty, me asking him what i should wear, him asking for photos.

the last email i sent was some photos of me, and me suggesting a date - 9th august for an evening of fun.

i hope he likes the photos and does not turn me down now he has seen what i look like in a dress.

Monday, September 05, 2011

Sissy Bucket List

with a little idea stolen from sissy girl lauren blog ( i have decided to put a bucket list together for us sissys.

this is a list of everything we should do / aim for before a certain date, in no particular order.

Please feel free to add to it in the comments and i will amend the list accordingly.

1) Be smooth all over
2) Give a messy hand job
3) Suck a real cock
4) Have a man take your virginity
5) wear a butt plug to work
6) wear full lingerie (bra, stockings, suspenders and panties to work)
7) have your make up done by someone else
8) walk out in the dark dressed en femme
9) walk out in daylight dressed en femme
10) suck on a dildo
11) take a dildo in your pussy
12) have an orgasm puely from anal stimulation
13) visit a TV / Gay bar dressed en femme
14) Experience a sissy period, and not just once for several months on the trot.
15) Visit a mistress
16) visit a salon and have your eyebrows waxed
17) Have your finger nails painted / manicure
18) have your toe nails painted / pedicure
19) get a feminine hairstyle / haircut
20) have a professional photo done while dressed.

i am not going to list which and what i have done, i will save that for later and we can all compare then!!

this post is for the list for us all to aspire to, please add to it.

Friday, September 02, 2011

more shopping, but on ebay this time...

following the purchase of my skirt and shoes i received an email regarding a product call "nubra" that could give me a bit of cleavage if worn with the right clothes.  interested, i did some research and found a copy product (to try out) on ebay and i have placed an order.  it will take a few weeks to arrive from hong kong so please be patient, even though i can't wait.

i will let you all know how it gets on, and whether you need to get buying. if it is a success...(maybe i should start selling them and modelling them????)

+ for Jennyuwhen - i can't take a picture in my new skirt as it doesn't fit me!!!!

but i will post some pictures shortly.

Thursday, September 01, 2011

some good news, then some bad news, then some good news

ok what am i talking about???

i was working late last night at an asda away from home.  the people i went to see were somewhere in the store, so i thought i would have a look around before contacting them (the store was open 24hrs).

i headed straight for the womens clothing section, and as it was quiet had a good browse about.  after about 10 minutes i walked into the store, then decided to go back and buy myself a skirt i had seen.

The skirt was a black pleasted mini and they had my size - for £9.  i also noticed that they had some flat pumps with a bow on front in my size - £6.  i went and bought them both, using the self-scan checkout.

i wanted the flats so i could dress girly and be able to drive (note - if you have never tried driving in 4" heels, then my advice, for safety reasons, is don't - if you have, then you will know what i mean)  so these flats were ideal.

all good news so far...

went to work, did what i had to do and 1 hour later was on my way home.  i decided to change into my skirt and shoes for the journey home.  the shoes fit perfectly, but (and the bad news) the skirt is too big for me.  i was a bit upset as i couldn't return it because i had just cut off all the tickets so i could wear it!!

after i put my trousers back on, i realised that this was actually good news.  it looks like i have dropped a skirt size.  Yay.

as a side issue, i got called back to the store about 15mins later, and i had a look but they didn't have my (new) size.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

caps and caps

Friday, August 19, 2011

just found this when looking at some old posts that i had not made.  it is part of a series that i intend to continue when i get round to it.  i have since left that compnay, but the post still stands!!!

No 3 The Sceretary

i work as a male executive in an office.  currently there is only one female employed in the company and she works with me as the only two people on the ground floor.  due to the constraints of the credit crunch etc we had to let 2 other females go who worked with me, and the remaining one moved from upstairs, down to be with me.

the other two females i worked with were fantastic.  one was a financial controller, about 42 yr old, always dressed in business attire.  the other was a perky 21 yr old, dressed in young fashion.  us 3 hit it off like wild fire and i had no problems telling them that i plucked my eyebrows, shaved my chest/underarms, that i was wearing tights because it was cold (as if that was the only reason!!) etc etc.  we were like 3 girls together and i was so upset when it changed.

anyway, onto my fantasy....

the look of a woman in a business suit, fitted pencil skirt, tight blouse, heels makes me go weak.  i also feel the same when i am dressed like that.  it instills some feminine confidence in me to dress this was, and my adventures out have generally been wearing a short black pencil skirt and blouse.

i think it must be the look of near perfection, the amount of time taken to achieve the look, me as  a sissy knowing that being a secretary and dressing that way takes a lot of time in a morning, time that i wish i was spending before grabbing a coffee on the go, running some errands for my boss, before some dictation....

secretarys are not paid enough, if i was a secretary then i would demand that i was allowed to suck off the boss and at least one other worker everday.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

What would a real man say....????

on seeing a model in her panties and bra ?

my first thought was cute bra and panties

seeing a picture of a girl bent over with only a thong covering her pussy / ass?

my first thought was nice panties.

on seeing a girl with a tight body and short skirt ?

my first thought was nice legs, i wish mine looked like that.

on seeing a girl with a slender but curvy body ?

my first thought was that i bet she could keep her boyfriend happy with a body like that.

on seeing a model in a tight fitting pencil ?

my first thought was i wonder how i would look in that

on seeing a skintight minidress on a model ?

my first thought was i wished i looked that good and could wear that

on seeing a bright red wrap dress with a fully flared skirt on a model ?

my first thought is where can i get one of those

on seeing a girl with hot brown smokey eyes ?

my first thought was nice make up, how did she do that

All of these have happened to me in the past week.  i wonder if i am a real man?

Monday, August 08, 2011

 desktop wallpaper

as i have already said, i have started a new job, and i am starting to settle in.

what i do want to know form you girls (yes, i am asking for a bit of interaction) is what do you have as your desktop wallpaper, and what do you think is suitable for a sissy / girl in training like me.

i can't obviously have a big cock or anyone naked looking at me (my back is to the window), and sometimes (maybe once every 2 weeks) someone shows me something on the computer, so they will see the desktop.

has anyone any ideas / suggestions?

Friday, August 05, 2011

Hot story
i was searching around the internet for a hot story / advice on been with man and serving a man, when i came across the following story.

the link to the story is here -

but it made me so hot that i just have to post it all here.  it is the start of a story rather than a whole story, so i hope the author writes some more, but it was emough for me, i was too excited to read much more.  the last few lines really got to me, how would someone who doesn't want it handle a situation like that!!



Synopsis: A teenage guy is blackmailed by his employer and is quickly enslaved and feminized.With a gulp and creeping wave of fear attacking his stomach, Don rang the door bell.

A pause.

Stillness. A small bush in the garden rustled. After forever, the door creaked open.

“Ahhh, Don! Why don’t you come on in?”

“Yeah, sure….” Don mumbled, warily stepping into the house.

“I’m glad you arrived on time. I appreciate that in people.”

His name was David, but he insisted on “Dave.” Dave employed Don at his local shop, and Dave had invited Don to his house at 7 o’clock. In all fairness, Don had no choice to go. Dave had approached him right before closing and slipped him a manila envelope.

“My house. Seven. Or this gets out.”


“My address is in there. Seven o’clock sharp. Lock-up or they get sent out immediately!” He pointed a finger at Don, as if accusing him, and rushed from the shop.

Curious, Don dumped the contents of the parcel onto a nearby counter. It was stills of him with the register open, looking suspiciously at the door. The next few showed him stuffing his pockets with cash. Don was shocked. He quickly looked up to the spot where the camera had been positioned in order to take these shots. Sure enough there was a compact one in the corner of the store, fixing itself stoically onto the now terrified Don. How was this possible? He had been sure there was no camera watching him, it was only a run-down mom-and-pop store! He had done it only because minimum wage didn’t satisfy himself any longer!

He looked down again. There was a small slip of paper detailing Dave’s address. Shaking his head in fear and stowing the photos back into the envelope, he frantically left the shop, just barely remembering to lock up.

Now, though, he was at Dave’s house, and it was seven o’clock sharp. He had gotten here by taxi. Dave was ten years Don’s senior, making him twenty-eight. He spoke with a sort of regal, sophisticated air that belied his status as a small shop owner, and was always impeccably dressed. Don, on the other hand, showed up in the uniform of a freshman undergraduate: jeans and t-shirt, his only nice item the sneakers on his feet.

“W-why do you want me h-here?”

“I want to cut a deal with you, Don.” The corner of his lip turned upward.


“Yes. I’m sure you don’t want those pictures getting out to your parents, your friends, and future employers. Most of all, you don’t want it sent to the cops, do you?”


“I thought not. I am going to just come out and say it, Don. This is what we are going to do: you are going to become my slave. My real, honest-to-goodness, no limits slave. You will do whatever I say, when I say it, and you’ll be happy about it. You’re my bitch now, and I expect you to get used to it very soon. My first rule is that you always, in every sentence you say, call me Master. Can you do that?”


“Yes or no? I can send this out right now. It’s your choice.”

“I… Y-yes. Master.” The last word seemed so strange on his tongue.

“You agree to be my slave?”

“Y-yes Master.” He shivered.


Don obeyed, his shaking knees glad to rest on a hard surface.

“You will devote yourself to my pleasure, with your entire mind and body?”

“Yes Master.” Why did he insist on torturing him?

“I want you to repeat that. That’s my second rule: if I ask you anything you are to say, ‘Yes Master’ and then complete the sentence by repeating what I just said.”

“Y-yes Master, I will devote myself to your pleasure… with, uh, my entire body and mind.”

“I want you to make a pledge to me. Take a minute and think of something nice.”

“Y-y-yes Master.”

It was only about twenty seconds before Don couldn’t stand the silence any longer but realized it wouldn’t go away by itself.

“I promise to devote myself… and always listen to you… and to do a good job. Master.” Don gulped.

“Surely you can do better. This is a serious pledge you’re making. You’re promising to be my completely owned slave and devote your entire will to me! Also, my third rule is that you never use ‘I’ in a sentence. You are refer to yourself in the third person, such as ‘this slave.’ Try it again.”

“Yes Master. This… slave promises to devote… itself to your pleasure, to always obey you….”

Dave finished the sentence for him.

“…And to do so enthusiastically?”

“Yes Master.”

“Better. We’ll work on it. Your first assignment is to memorize that Pledge. Now what do you say?”

“Yes Master… this slave will memorize that Pledge.”

“Good, you’re a quick learner. Now we are going to address what your slavery to me will entail. You may rise and sit on the couch.”

“Yes Master.” Don got up and forced himself to the couch. He was in a haze, almost like a dream state. He was glad to turn his back and cover his reddening face momentarily. Nobody gives him orders on where to sit!

“First, Don, I’m going to admit that you have the power to end your slavery any time you want. You can tell me that whenever you desire, and no harm will be done to you… at least physically. Because if you do take that route, I WILL send out those pictures within five minutes of you gaining your freedom. Are we clear on that?”

“Yes Master,” Don grumbled.

“Excellent. Secondly, when I say you will be used in any way I wish, I mean it. You may be working on my behalf. You will be cleaning my house, cooking my dinners, and acting as my general servant. But most of all, Don, you will be my sex slave.”

Don’s heart dropped. A lump started advancing its way up his throat and his body pushed back, swallowing in an attempt to force it into his stomach. Dave… Dave couldn’t be gay. How was such a vile and revolting thing possible? Certainly he couldn’t have expected Don to take kindly to that!

“Yes, Don, I am gay. Or to be more precise, bi-sexual. Don’t worry, though. You will remain perfectly straight. There just may be some… modifications… to make that possible.”

Don sat in silence, or to be more precise sat with his mouth agape and body paralyzed by the unfolding events.

“You see, Don, you are not going to be a male anymore. As of this moment, in fact, you are not to consider yourself a man. I certainly don’t regard you as one. No, to me you seem like a perfectly sweet and innocent, if a bit na├»ve and silly, teenage girl. Sure, your hair isn’t long, your voice is too deep for my liking, and your breasts haven’t developed yet. But we’ll get there, and within a few months you’ll be my feminine slavegirl, and with a little luck maybe even my girlfriend. I’m getting ahead of myself, though. What’s your gender, slave?”

Don’s mouth was still agape, and his eyes were becoming wider by the second. He closed his hands in hopes that Dave wouldn’t see them shaking.

“Slave, I asked you a question. What. Is. Your. Gender.”


“’Uhhh’ is not an acceptable response, slave. Do not make me ask again.”

“Ummm… female. Master.”

“’This slave’s gender is female, Master,” Dave coaxed.

“This slave’s gender is female, Master.” Don gripped the armrest in a mixture of fear and anger.

“About time, slave. Like I said, you are female, and from this point forward I expect you to act like a female. By this I mean a real one, slave, not some exaggerated sissy who’s a closest homosexual. Now do you see, slave? You will remain straight after all!” He chuckled.

“After all, a girl is nothing without her man, and I’ll ensure that you’ll always be by my side and ready to please. You’re my little feminine project.” He winked, and Don shuddered.

“You may not like it, slave, but this is your new reality. Who is your owner, girl?”

“Y-you are, M-master.”

“Good girl. Now, first things first. I don’t think ‘Don’ is an appropriate name for my little girl. I finally decided on ‘Natalieslut’ just yesterday, so from now on that’s your name. The ‘slut’ tacked on at the end is a symbol of your slavery to me. If and when you decide to become my official girlfriend it will be removed as a gift to my future baby doll. However, I am the only one allowed to call you ‘Natalieslut.’ You will continue to speak in the third person, but you will never call yourself that. I’ll give you a list of acceptable words to use later but right now I just want you using ‘slave’ and ‘girl.’ Now, what is your name, slave?”

“This slave’s name… is Natalie… slut, Master.”

“Again, slave. Try saying ‘this girl’ now.”

“This… girl’s name is Natalieslut… Master.”

“Good girl! Very good. Does the name ‘Don’ mean anything to you, slave? Do you know anybody in this room whose name is Don?”

“No Master.”

“What do you say to your owner for giving that slavemeat a proper name?”

“Thank you for.. giving this slave a name… Master.” Don, or Natalieslut as he- or she- is now known, felt even more heat flushing her face.

Dave nodded. “We have a few more things to accomplish on your first night of slavery, Natalieslut. I will let you ask a few questions before we begin, however. Do you have any, slave?”

“Yes Master.” Her brain was positively exploding with them, in fact.


“Is there any way to get out of this?!? Please! I’ll do anything! Anything!”

“No, slave, there is no way to get out of this without the blackmail being released. If I hear you use the word ‘I’ again I will immediately end this time for your questions.”

Natalieslut’s shoulders slumped.

“Yes Master… Ummm… how long is this slave… well, going to be your slave for, Master?”

“For however long as either of us desire. Of course, if you decide to break away there are consequences to that decision. You know that.”

“So this… relationship could go on forever?”


Natalieslut gasped, and Dave smiled knowingly.

“That’s why it’s very important to be pleasing to your owner, slave.”

“How… how is this slave going to act like a girl?”

“Well, it’s very simple, slave. You’ll be observing how girls act from now on and attempt to imitate them, as well as taking individual lessons from me on how I expect you to act. These will cover everything from walking, talking, dressing… the list goes on and on. You are now my property, Natalieslut, and I WILL get full use of it.”

“Yes… Master.”

“How are we going to, um, do this while this slave’s at school, Master?”

“I was planning on telling you this tonight, but I will tell you now seeing as you asked. You will still go to school and complete your studies for appearances’ sake, but it is entirely secondary to me. If I feel you are slacking in serving me I do have the right to have you drop out. I will also ensure you are keeping atop your studies, however. If you get anything less than a certain mark you will be punished. Additionally, I think having you minor in ‘Fashion’ would beneficial to both you and me.”

“Yes Master. How will… umm, how will things be with vacations? I do have to go home over break.”

“I make that decision from now on, Natalieslut,” Dave said coldy. “Again, however, to keep up appearances you will in all likelihood be sent home for the holidays. Before and after the breaks, however, I will expect a renewed amount of fervor in serving your owner, and I may assign you tasks over break to keep you focused on me and your new role in life. Speaking of which, slave, what is your gender?”

Natalieslut sighed.

“This slave is a girl, Master.”

“No sighing, slave, you should be proud of being my slave girl. Being enthusiastic IS mentioned in your Pledge, and I will not tolerate anything below a simple and blissful contentment. Remind me, what is your Pledge again?”

“This slave promises to… devote herself to your pleasure… to always obey you, and... to do so enthusiastically.” Natalieslut was a bit surprised she remembered the entire spiel.

“Good. We’ll work on that… or rather, YOU’LL work on that. I expect it to be down-pat by tomorrow evening. Also, every time you repeat your Pledge I want you to kneel and kiss my feet at the end, just for future reference.”

“Yes Master.”

“Any other questions?”

“Yes Master. Umm, you said I- this slave- would be cleaning your apartment? How is this slave going to get over here? I- she- doesn’t have a car. Master.”

Dave smiled crookedly. “I was also going to tell you that later this evening, slave. You will be moving in with me, in this house. This is your home now.”

Natalieslut’s jaw slowly opened.

“A slave needs to wait 24/7 on her owner. Besides, as my property she belongs in my house. So yes, Natalieslut, this is your new home. I do not want to hear any objections.”

“W-when is t-this gonna happen, Master?”

“Tonight. Do you have any more questions?”

“N-no, Master.”

“Okay, then we can proceed after you Pledge yourself again.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut rose from the couch and, with a weight in her chest and the look of a scared animal, walked over to Dave and knelt before him.

“Master, this slave promises to devote herself to your pleasure, to always obey you, and to do so enthusiastically.”

Bending over, she, while closing her eyes in defeat, offered a small kiss to each foot of her new owner.

“Good, very good, slavegirl. I’m pleased with you tonight. You made a solemn promise to devote yourself to me, your new owner and Master, and I intend to hold you to it. If you constantly seek to be pleasing, you will be rewarded. If you fail, especially in reluctance or loathing, you will be punished severely. You are my slavegirl, now, Natalieslut. The entirety of my command over you begins now.”

“Yes Master.” Natalieslut gulped.

“I want you to rise and strip completely, right now. Any hesitation and you will be given your first punishment.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut rose to her feet and, not looking her Master in the eye, proceeded to remove her clothing. Slowly, and with some hesitation, she removed her boxers.

“That is the last time in your life you will ever wear boxers, Natalieslut,” Dave said happily. Natalieslut merely turned an even darker red, and her penis, the strange bit of anatomy on her body, noticeably shrunk.

“If you draw this body away from its owner you will be punished, slave. Do you understand?”

“Yes Master.”

“Good. Don’t worry, though, I will not be touching that peculiar body part you have down below tonight. I don’t wish to cause my girl undue trauma, especially on her first night. What do you say to that, slave?”

“Thank you, Master.”

“That’s right. Now, this is what’s called a body inspection. You’ll be getting these often, most likely very few days in the winter and every day in the summer. You will strip completely down to your skin and you will offer this body own for inspection. This allows me to ensure you’re caring for your body the way I direct you, makes sure you’re healthy-looking, lets me check how your exercise and diets are going, and allows me to check you’re keeping yourself sexy. It does a lot of things, Natalieslut, that’s why they’re so important.”

“It’s a good thing you’re so short and skinny,” Dave continued, “because it makes you look so feminine, which is good for me, and lets you keep a looser diet than I’d normally allow, which is good for you. I suppose we’re both winners in that sense!”

“Yes Master.”

“Now, what are these?” Dave said, suddenly grapping his nipples with his entire palms.

“Ahhh! Nipples, Master!”

“Well, yes, slave, but they are also your titties. You will be given a list of names to use for every body part I desire, but for now I want you to think of these as ‘titties.’ And I want you to use ‘titties,’ too, not simply ‘tits’ because your’s are still tiny A-cups. What are these, slave?”

“Titties, Master!”

“And who do they belong to?”

“They’re your’s, Master!”

Natalieslut was really beginning to feel uncomfortable with a man touching her.

“Remember my rule about repetition, slave? Or are you too stupid?”

“Sorry Master, they’re YOUR titties, Master!”

“Better,” Dave said, releasing his hands from her. “In time those titties are going to make two wonderful toys. Now, what is this?” He pointed to Natalieslut’s mouth.

“My- your- mouth, Master.”

“Actually, slave, this is hole #1, and that is what you will call it. Hole #1 is for cocks to have a nice warm and soft bed to lay in, eh?”

He grinned devilishly. Natalieslut could only shudder and close her eyes in protest.

“Moving on… what is this, slave?” He gave her a light slap on the butt.

“Mpfff! Your… butt, Master.”

“That’s correct, and you may occasionally refer to it as that. However, it is also ‘hole #2,’ ‘jigglecheeks,’ and ‘sweetcheeks.’ You may not swear and refer to it as your ‘ass.’ I also require that you never lock into using one word in reference to your butt. I want my girl to be sexy with her voice and word choice, so I expect a little variety. Now, without using the word ‘butt’ because you already referred to it as that, what is this?”

He smacked it harder now, which startled Natalieslut and caused her to softly cry out.

“Ahhhh! Ummm… your, uh, sweetcheeks, Master.”

Natalieslut would have turned a deeper shade of crimson had it been possible.

“I expect you to remember all of those, and to use them. If not, you will be punished. It’s that simple. Whose pleasure do you exist for?”

“This slave… exists for your pleasure, Master.”

“Excellent! Good girl. Now, as regards to THAT,” Dave said, pointing to the penis, “we will simply refer to it as your ‘awkward part.’ It has no other name, as girls obviously do not have penises. Do not expect to get any pleasure out of that… thing. Girls can only GIVE pleasure to a cock and receive pleasure from doing so. Because they do not receive direct pleasure from a cock, neither will you.”

“Yes… Master,” Natalieslut said, trying to not envision performing any sexual activity with this man.

“Unfortunately, girls also don’t hair. Your body inspection is over. I want you to go in the bathroom and take a shower. There, you will find Nair and shaving cream with razors. Take your pick, but if I find a single hair from the nose down in your next body inspection I will punish you. This includes facial and pubic hair. A towel has been placed out for you. You will also find nail polish on the counter. You will paint each fingernail and toenail with care. You only have forty-five minutes, so get to it.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut walked across the living room to the nearby bathroom. She was halfway through closing the door when Dave instructed her not to close it.

“Slaves have no right to privacy from their owners. If you ever close a door that prevents me from seeing or getting to you severe consequences will follow. Again, no objections. Just obey,” he finished haughtily.

“Yes Master,” Natalieslut said, leaving the door ajar.

Fifteen minutes later Natalieslut was summoned, bare naked and with the air raising goose bumps on her hairless skin, to the master bedroom. Natalieslut grimaced upon thinking of the depressing joke, “master bedroom.”

The room was as bare as her skin. Nothing but a single bed against the wall, a small desk, and a dresser occupied it, and they were all of a dull gray color. A tiny closet was at the end of the room, and a laptop was the only object that resided on the desk.

“Love your skin, Natalieslut,” Dave said with a wink. “Let’s see those nails.”

Natalie presented her fingers like she thought a female might do. They were now a hot pink and even Natalieslut had to admit they looked good.

“Oh, wonderful! You look sexy with that color, Natalieslut.”

“Thank you Master,” Natalieslut forced from her throat.

“When a man compliments you I want you to say not only thank him but tell him it’s for his pleasure. Understand?”

“Yes Master, thank you Master. It’s for your pleasure.”

“Good girl. Now, I just wanted to dress you for your ride back to your apartment and also show you a few things. All of your clothes are in this bottom drawer of the dresser, except for a few fancier outfits which sit in the closet. You, however, are only allowed in this drawer when doing laundry, or fetching clothes. Every night I will lay out the clothes you are to wear the next day on this desk. At the moment you don’t have very many clothes, and that’s because you’ll be doing a lot of shopping yourself. Girls know about clothes, and while I must approve every item you buy I will usually let you select your own stuff to add to your wardrobe. A girl has to look good for her man, you know! Anyways, you also have the responsibility of ensuring my clothes are cleaned, organized, ironed, and in the drawers I want them in.”

“Yes Master.”

Opening the bottom drawer, Dave continued.

“Now, I already have twelve pairs of approved panties for you to wear. Seven of them are “days of the week” underwear. I thought they were cute, they say the day on the front and on the back include hot phrases in cursive like, “Tush Tuesday” or “Sexy Saturday.” With these you can be my walking calendar as well! They’re bikini style panties. I also have two pairs of hipster panties, which are pink and white. You’ll eventually decorate these to add to their sexiness. I also bought two pairs of thongs: one black, the other hot pink. I thought the lace on the waistband would look really sexy on you, so I couldn’t pass them up. Lastly, I bought you a single “naughty” pair of panties. I’m not going to show it to you because I want it to be a surprise, but I think you’ll like it. You’ll be performing for me in it. I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait!”

“Yes Master,” Natalieslut said, her lips tightening.

“I also bought you eight training bras and two sports bras for those puny little titties of your’s, not including the matching “naughty” bra. When they grow I’ll buy you some more. All of these will be decorated as well.”

Natalieslut had no idea what he meant by “when they grow” but right now she didn’t want to find out.

“There’s also two bikinis in here but those probably won’t be used until summertime. Now, in regards to outfits, you only have two at the moment. One is a sundress, and the other is jeans and a shirt. You’ll be wearing the jeans and shirt for tonight, so here they are.”

He pulled them out. The jeans were just jeans, but the shirt was definitely a shirt for females. The sleeves were extra short and torso was defined with a slight hourglass shape. The material was also much lighter.

“And here’s your panties and bra.”

This time he pulled out the black “Sexy Saturday” pair, the words spelled in a glittery silver, and a black training bra. Natalieslut moved to put them on.

“Underwear inspections will occur randomly. If there are any stains, marks, or rips in them you will be punished. If they need to be replaced you will be dealt an especially harsh punishment.”

“Yes Master,” Natalieslut said, slipping on the training bra. It felt tight on her chest, like it was strangely imprisoning her.

“What day is it, slut?”

“Saturday, Master.”

“When you’re wearing the day-of-the-week panties I want to hear the word that corresponds with the day.” He smiled. “I’m also sick of hearing that ugly voice coming from the hole #1 I own. I tolerated it up till now but I’m getting tired of it. I think now would be a perfect time to practice your feminine voice, the voice you’ll be using from now on. Don’t sound like a sissy or have an overly airy, light voice. Trying to sound natural but sexy at the same time, what day is it?”

Natalieslut swallowed and slightly shook her head as if to clear it.

“It’s Sexy Saturday, Master!” she said positively, showing a little teeth.

“Oh very good, slave! You have a nice voice, I think it’s perfect. Light enough to excite me but deep enough to pass as a real girl. I’m very pleased with you tonight, slave. Pledge.”

Natalieslut dropped to her knees. In her new voice she proclaimed:

“This slave promises to devote herself to your pleasure, to always obey you, and to do so enthusiastically.” She lightly kissed her Master’s feet.

“Good girl! I honestly expected you to put up more of a struggle tonight, but so far you’ve been obeying my every word. That is, after all, a girl’s purpose. But it is not enough to merely obey me, Natalieslut. You must love your owner as well, with all your heart. I do not expect to woo a girl so rapidly, however. I don’t think you’re a loose girl at all! But in time you’ll be loose for me, and you’ll grow to love me, and your enthusiasm for service will be real. You are happy being my slavegirl, aren’t you, Natalieslut?”

“Y-y-yes Master,” she flushed, a new wave of terror and disgust assaulting her with his talk of future love.

“Good.” He smiled. “Put on the rest of your clothes.”

She obeyed.

“Turn around, show me that ass!”

Cringing, she turned. A guy, a GUY, wanted to check her butt out.

“Aww, that’s cute. It’s gonna be put to good use, too,” he said, licking his lips at the sight of it. He had good fortune with the sizing. The jeans sat snugly against her legs and rear.

“There are two more things to accomplish before we leave. Number one, I have a selection of wigs for you to wear. I want you to select the one that you think best fits you. After you choose one, the rest will be discarded and that will become your hair style for the time being. The wigs are in the top drawer. Make your pick.”

Natalieslut took a few steps towards the dresser and opened the drawer. There was an assortment of wigs: blonde with curls, brunette with waves, jet black and straight… Natalieslut definitely didn’t have an image of herself as a girl, so she picked one at random. It was blonde and straight, about shoulder length.

“Ahh, so my Natalieslut is a blonde. Not a bad pick. Okay, put that on.”

“Yes Master.”

“Number two… I want you to kneel.”

“Yes Master,” said Natalieslut, sliding to the floor. She was beginning to hate doing this. Dave went to the closet and grabbed something from the top shelf.

“I have a variety of these in all sorts of colors so you can always be matching, but here is your first collar.”

He moved to the kneeling figure and placed a pink collar around her neck, the color matching her nails.

“I think pink is a great color for my little blonde slut. This collar is only to come off when you are switching it for another or when you shower. If you are caught without it at any other time you will face major consequences. I will consider it a grave insult against me.”

“Yes Master.”

“Thank me for your collar, and Pledge yourself again to me.”

“Thank you for this collar, Master. This slave promises to devote herself to your pleasure, to always obey you, and to do so enthusiastically.” She brushed her owner’s feet with her lips, and realized she definitely had the entire Pledge memorized now.

“Good girl.” He softly stroked the wig. “You may rise.”

“Yes Master.”

Dave slipped something over his hand, attaching it to his wrist.

“Let me see your hand, Natalieslut.”

“Yes Master,” she said, offering it.

He took it and did the same to her wrist. It was a small leash.

“During your slavery we are going to be attached to each other quite often. It’s great for bonding AND bondage, I feel.”

He winked, and Natalieslut realized with distaste that she had not even one foot of space to maneuver. She was literally trapped at Dave’s side, and, he being much bigger, could easily direct Natalieslut’s path.

“When we walk together like this on the leash I want you to take your free arm and wrap it inside the arm you’re connected to. I’d also like your head to rest on my shoulder. You’re just a tiny and shy teenage girl, after all, and you need your big, strong man to take the lead. So, let’s see it.”

“Y-yes Master.”

Natalieslut tucked her arm in the space between Dave’s and his body, and, with some hesitation and disbelief that she was actually doing this, put her head on his shoulder.

“Awwww, that’s sweet, my slavegirl needs my affection. Now, when we walk I always take the lead. Are girls meant to be in charge, Natalieslut?”

“N-no, Master?”

“That’s right, good answer. Who belongs to be in charge then?”

“You, Master.”

“Also correct, but I mean in general, slave.”

“Ahh… men, Master?”

“Good girl! Do you love men, Natalieslut?”

“Ahhh… well….”

She couldn’t admit it. No, she didn’t like men. She didn’t like men at all!

“I expect you to be attracted to them, Natalieslut. Not liking men will be cause for punishment soon enough. I do not desire a lesbian sex slave, after all. Enthusiasm in serving me is part of your Pledge, and I will soon expect eagerness to please your man sexually. For tonight, however, I understand your lesbian tendencies. We will work on that. On the way to your apartment and back I want you to pick out one man in passing you find sexy and describe what you like about him. Understand?”

Natalieslut gulped.

“Y-yes, Master.”

“I ask again: do you love men, Natalieslut?”

“Ahh… yes, Master.”

“Have you forgotten the rule about repetition, slave?”

“No Master. Ummm… this slave… loves men, Master.”


“This slave loves men, Master.”


They walked to the front door, where Dave had Natalieslut put on a pair of girls’ flip-flops. Until now the thought hadn’t occurred to Natalieslut that they were actually going out in public. Panic set in. She was dressed in girls’ clothes with painted nails and a wig and handcuffed to another guy. She couldn’t go out like this! Still, she was in no position to resist. Not only did the blackmail prevent her, so did her owner’s stride. She was literally being led along.

Dave temporarily removed the handcuffs near the car, mentioning that he wanted to test her willingness to obey before they reached the apartment. They got into it after a short demonstration on how a lady enters a car, bending at the knees and letting her rear rest on the seat before bringing her legs along.

“And now would be a perfect time to practice your sitting,” Dave continued, starting the car. “Girls sit with their legs together or crossed, their hands flat and resting on their laps, and their backs straight. If you sit any other way you will be punished.

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut did as she was told, sitting up straight in her seat and pushing her legs together. It was not altogether uncomfortable, but she was definitely not used to it.

It was only about a five minute ride to Natalieslut’s apartment. When they got out of the car Dave immediately handcuffed Natalieslut to him.

“Do you like being handcuffed to your Master, slave?” he asked as they strolled across the parking lot.

Natalieslut sighed. She obviously didn’t but she knew better than to deny it.

“Oh yes Master.”

“Give me three names for this,” he quizzed her, taking his handcuffed arm and grabbing Natalieslut’s butt.

“Butt, sweetcheeks, and hole #2, Master.”

“Good. Who does it belong to?”

“It belongs to you, Master.”

“Yes, it does, but you’re forgetting your rule about repetition again. You really are lucky it’s your first night and we have a lot to do.”

“Sorry, it’s your sweetcheeks, Master.”

“Better. And I can use these sweetcheeks whenever I want?”

“Yes Master, you can use these… sweetcheeks whenever you want.”

“Why can I do that?”

“You can use these sweetcheeks whenever you want because you own them, Master.”

“You’re learning quickly, slut. Now, what are these?” he pointed at her chest.

“Your titties, Master.”

“Do they have any other name?”

“Well, umm, they do, Master, but this slave doesn’t know them yet.”

“That’s right. I’m asking you these questions to reinforce your role, as well as seeing how fast you’re learning. Your life’s been turned completely inside-out tonight and there’s a lot of new information you’ve been given. Also, however, I want to keep you on your toes. You need to be ready to serve at all times, and in order to do this you need to be constantly thinking of me.”

“Yes Master.”

“Don’t forget I want you to find one hot guy on this trip.”

“Ummm, yes Master.”

They reached the main entrance. Luckily Natalieslut’s apartment was on the first floor so the possible exposure to other people was minimal.

“I want you to pack your toothbrush and three complete outfits in case you’re ever in a situation you need to be in male clothes for. I’d also like your iPod, cell phone, phone charger. Everything else is to be left here. We’ll end your lease another day, I’m really not up to it tonight.”

Natalieslut did it all in ten minutes. They were out the door in another two.

“Master… ummm… that guy’s… kinda cute,” Natalieslut murmured, remembering her small assignment.

“What’s that slave? Speak up.”

“That guy’s kinda cute, Master.”

“That guy over there?” He pointed to a clean-cut man in a suit walking to his car.

“Yes Master.”

“What do you find cute about him, slave?”

“Well, uhhh…”

“Surely you must have a few reasons, girl.”

“Uh, sure, Master.”

“What are they?”

“Well, uhh, this slave likes the suit he’s wearing.”

“You like a man in a suit, girl?”

“Yes Master.”

“Repeat it.”

“This girl likes a man in a suit, Master.”

“What else do you like?”

“He’s… he’s big, Master.”

“Do you like big, strong men, Natalieslut?”

“Yes Master, this girl likes big strong men,” she repeated softly.

“Do you know why you like big, strong men, girly?”

“No Master… uh, haven’t really thought about it.”

“I think it’s because all girls like big and strong men to protect them. I also think girls see big, strong men as dominant. Do you need to be dominated and controlled, slave?”

“Yes Master, this girl needs to be dominated and controlled.”

“By who, slave?”

“By big, strong men, Master.”

“Good. Do you think his look would be improved if he grew facial hair?”

“Uhhh… no, Master.”

“Why not?”

“Ummm… probably because he’s clean-cut, Master.”

“So you like big, strong men in suits who are clean-cut?”

“Uhh, yes Master.”

Natalieslut was growing increasingly uncomfortable with the questions.

“I think that could define me, wouldn’t you say, girl?”

“Yes Master, it could.”

“Overall, how would you rate him? I mean on a scale of one to ten?”

“Ummm…” Natalieslut laughed nervously. “Maybe an… eight, Master?”

“An eight? That’s pretty good. How would you rate your owner?”

Natalieslut again laughed nervously, but louder this time.

“A ten, Master.”

“A ten?!? You think I’m the best looking man in the whole world?”

“…Yes Master.”

“Good girl, I want you to think that. I want you to repeat it as well.”

“Master, you’re the best looking man in the whole world.”

Dave smiled.

By the time they got back it was almost nine o’clock. Dave had removed the leash from their hands and they were sitting in the living room. Dave was instructing Natalieslut what to do the next morning.

“When the alarm goes off at six you’ll immediately go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. You’re allowed to take as long as a shower as you want, I know how you girls are… having to shave everywhere, having to wash your hair…. However, if by seven you aren’t dressed and gently waking me up you will be punished. It is your responsibility to wake me up in the morning, and if my alarm happens to ff at 7:05 because you aren’t ready you will be punished. Unlike a girl like you, I actually have work to go to. After you wake me you’ll start working on my breakfast. I’ve been preparing to make you my slave for a week so I had time to make a small menu. It’s on the kitchen counter. If you don’t know how to make an item right now, that’s okay. You’ll be trained in cooking later. When I get out of the shower by meal should be ready for me on the table, though. Any questions?”

“No, Master.”

“Good. We have an hour until bedtime so I’d like to do one or two more things before then. First, go get my laptop and USB cable, slavegirl.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut rose from the couch and fetched the laptop in his bedroom.

“Here you are, Master.”

“Good. After you bring me something you are to say just that with a smile on your pretty little face. Then I want you to stand next to me and place each of your hands on my shoulders, lightly massaging them.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut immediately obeyed.

“I picked out your new music selection, slave. You’ll be required to listen to the playlist at least twice when I’m away at work.”

He pulled out Natalieslut’s iPod from his pocket and connected it to the laptop via the cable.

“Say good-bye to all your old music, girl, that stuff is forbidden now.”


Too late. Dave clicked the “Restore iPod” button, clearing the entire memory.

“I don’t see what your objection is, Natalieslut. You know girls don’t listen to whatever was on the iPod before.”

“Y-yes Master….”

“What’s more important, slut, your old music collection or your owner?”

“This girl’s owner, Master.”

“So why did you act like he wasn’t?”

“This girl… doesn’t know, Master.”


Natalieslut fell to her knees and faced her Master.

“This slave promises to devote herself to your pleasure, to always obey you, and to do so enthusiastically.”

She kissed his feet.

“Hmmm, let’s see… you didn’t devote yourself fully to me and you certainly didn’t do so with enthusiasm. As punishment, you can listen to this playlist three times a day. Right now you don’t love the kind of music your owner approved for you, so it has to be played frequently for you to grow to like it.”

“Yes Master.”

“Hands back on my shoulders.”

“Yes Master.”

“Now then, I put some Justin Bieber on the playlist, but I don’t know how much you’ll like him. Some girls love him, others hate him. What’s your opinion, girl?”

“Ummm, this girl doesn’t really like that type of music, Master.”

“You’ll grow to like it. But what do you think about his looks?”

“Uhhhh… is this girl required to have an opinion, Master?”

“You’re required to judge every guy’s looks, yes.”

“Uhh, well he is sort of… boyish, Master.”

“Boyish good looks or boyish as in unattractive?”

“Ummm, the last one, Master. Unattractive.”

“Out of ten?”

“Two, Master…?”

“Fair enough. I understand you like big, strong men, not boys like Bieber. But I do want you listening to a few of his songs.”

“Yes Master.”

“So, here we are,” Dave said, finishing adding new songs to the iPod. “Your new favorite artists are the likes of Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez, Hilary Duff, the Jonas Brothers, Demi Lovato, and Beyonce. For now this is the only music you are allowed to listen to.”

“Yes Master.”

“Well, here’s your iPod. You may leave it on my desk when not in use. When I’m not home I encourage you to use it, and when I am home I expect you to ask for permission first. I can’t have you having your headphones in and not hearing my orders, after all.”

“Yes Master.”

“Now, I want to detail what you will be doing tomorrow when I am at work. Number one, you will make sure a hot meal is on the table when I come back. Second, I want you listening to your playlist and, after that, find more songs from those artists to add to your iPod. I also want you to go online and use the computer to find ten men you find attractive. Open up a Word document and copy and paste the links so I can see them, then write a paragraph about each one on what you like, dislike, and your overall rating of them. I also have two videos I want you to view: one on make-up for beginners, the other on clothing. I may ask you questions about them when I return so you better be ready to answer them. The videos are near the television.”

“Yes Master.”

“Think you can remember that, slave?”

“Yes Master, this slave has a pretty good memory.”

“Excellent. Seeing as you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow, I think we should go to bed.”

“Yes Master, good idea.”

Nodding, he rose from his seat and walked to his bedroom, Natalieslut following behind him.

“There are a few rituals we will be conducting before and during bedtime, slave. First of all, you will be sleeping either in your underwear or naked. Your choice. Second of all, before bed you will kneel before me and thank me for allowing you to serve me today. You will then Pledge yourself again. So, let’s see you do that for starters.”

“Yes Master,” Natalieslut said, stripping down to her panties and bra and kneeling before him.

“You will bend over until your face and palms are on the ground before me.”

“Yes Master,” she said, following his directions.

“Say it.”

“Master, thank you for allowing this slave to serve you today.”


Natalieslut was a little confused. What else was there to say?

“Ummm… it’s an honor to serve you, Master. You’re such a big and strong man and this slave is happy to… ummm… be your property.” She blushed.

“Bow before me, raising your arms slowly until up in the air and then back down again.”

“Yes Master.”

Natalieslut’s raised her arms and head—and was greeted by the sight of her naked owner. She gasped audibly, her mouth wide open.

“Yes, slavegirl, this is my Cock. Do you approve?”

Natalieslut looked away, speechless.

“When my Cock is visible you are not to look away from it, Natalieslut. Focus on me.”

“Yes… Master,” Natalieslut said, forcing her eyes to rest on the man’s anatomy.

“It is an honor to serve and please my Cock, Natalieslut, and it is now your number one job in life. You will grant it the utmost respect. Now, slavegirl, I want you to give it one compliment before bedtime. Do not tell me it’s big, I know that already. I want you to think of something else.”

“Uhhhh, ummm, y-yes Master. Well, it’s… uhhh… gorgeous, Master.”

Her face went beet red.

“Repetition, slave. I will start dishing out punishments tomorrow.”

“Your Cock is gorgeous, Master.”

“Is it a ten out of ten?”

“Absolutely, Master.”

“Good. Because of your lesbian tendencies, which we will start to break down more thoroughly starting tomorrow, I want to introduce you to my Cock slowly. You seen it now, and I will be sleeping naked tonight. Now… bow again, and tell me what an honor it is to serve it.

Natalieslut touched the floor with her palms and nose again.

“Master, it is an honor to serve your Cock. It is… magnificent… and this girl looks forward to pleasing it.”

“I think that’s suitable for tonight. Tomorrow you will learn your Cock Pledge, which will be said whenever you begin to worship my Cock or first see it. Your cock worshipping will begin in earnest tomorrow night, but you will not be expected to touch a real one for quite some time, don’t worry. Now, Pledge yourself to me.”

“Yes Master. This slave promises to devote herself to your pleasure, to always obey you, and to do so enthusiastically.”

“I will expect that enthusiasm to carry over in regards to my Cock. However it is time for bed. Here,” he said, handing her the forgotten pair of his boxer briefs from the floor. “These are worn over your head each night. I want you overwhelmed and quite familiar with my scent, and I want to see you put them on.”

Natalieslut hesitated.

“It is an honor to wear my underwear on your head, Natalieslut.”

“Yes Master,” she murmured, swiftly donning the pair over her wig.

“And now for the biggest surprise… you do not have a bed. You will sleep with me every night. Don’t worry, sex won’t happen for a long, long time. But you will get used to being close to my body.”

“What--? Master, no—“

“It is not a suggestion, Natalieslut, it is a command. Or would you prefer to have the blackmail sent out?”

Natalieslut mulled it over. No, no… she couldn’t do that. With a sigh, she started towards the bed.

“Nuh uh uh, no so fast. First, there’s a pair of pink cuffs on the top shelf in the closet. Put those on your wrists.”

Natalieslut shuffled to the closet, grabbing the cuffs after a quick search and slapping them on her wrists. She went to switch off the light and stumbled back to the bedpost.

“Now get in bed with your man,” Dave teased.

Natalieslut slowly did so, aware that “her man” was completely naked.

“Lay on top of me and put your arms around my neck.”

“Yes Master.”


The cuffs were hooked together.

“Good night, Natalieslut. You’ve been such a good girl so far.”

Dave stroked her wig and shut his eyes. Having no choice but to rest her head on his heaving chest, Natalieslut did the same, with a lone tear running down her cheek.

Thursday, August 04, 2011

Hovering, a new experience.

having commited to been as much as a girl as possible, i am trying to sit to pee as much as possible.  i cannot see any situations except when out with my mates that i cannot do this, so that is my commitment.

i went to the toilets in asda (which are usually quite clean), into the only vacant cubicle, and all i can say is that the toilet was dirty and unflushed.  i was tempted to stand to pee, but wearing a thong reminded me that girls often have this problem, so after thinking "what would a girl do?" i decided to hover.

i was quite desperate to go, a little horny and having never peed like this, it was quite difficult.  my legs were shaking and tired by the time i had finished.

my legs ached as i walked out, but i was proud of myself!!!

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Driving in a dress (well skirt actually...)

i had to go visist a site today and as i had all of my girly things in the car with me i thought i would drive en femme.  i left the office dressed as a male (a male in a thong!!), then went to a local industrial estate which was a bit quieter so i could get changed in the car.

i took off my shirt and put on my bra and then my shirt as fast as possible so no-one could see me.  i then took off my shoes and socks and off came my trousers. i wiggled my butt into my 21" long black pencil skirt and managed to fasten it and zip it up whilst in the drivers seat.

my breast forms were dropped into my bra, then after a quick brush, on went my wig, earings and lipstick.

i then put on my 4" heels and got out of the car, locking all of my male clothes in the boot (trunk for you usa sissys!)

i am not sure if anyone saw me, but i straightened my skirt, and hopped back into the drivers seat and drove off.  it was very hard driving in heels and i regretted not having some flats for driving, then to change into heels later.

it was a fun, but ultimately uneventful drive for the next 90 minutes.  i tried to make eye contact with people and other drivers, but i don't think anyone noticed.  i was hoping to get stuck in a traffic jam where a horny trucker could see my legs etc etc, but it wasn't to be.

my destination was an asda store (now owned by walmart so i think everyone know what to expect when i got there).  i drove into the car park and towards the far corner of the car park.  i parked up, and someone parked up about 2 spots away at either side!!  after waiting for them to go, i was about to get out when a landscape gardener and his mates in his little pickup drove very slowly past me, definately looking for me.  i think they must have seen me when i drove in.  they then drove up the car park a bit and parked up in a strange location (i.e. not in a marked bay) facing my car.  i panicked a little and drove to another location which was busier. (ok i know some of you will be thinking about fantasies here, me with 3 men, but it wasn't really like that)

i waited for any people to pass by, which seemed an age in a busy supermarket.  i then got out of the car and went to the boot to get my male clothes.  i think the trolley guy saw me, but he didn't do/say anything.

after getting changed back, i put my (proper) clothes back in the boot.  whilst i was getting changed the landscapers drove past again. i am sure they wanted to look at me!!

i was still in a girly buzz so i went and bought some facial wipes to remove my make-up (this was why i only wore lipstick as i couldn't remove it - but can now), some matt clear nail polish and some eyelash curlers - never had a pair so this is something new to me.

all in all an uneventful trip, but satisfying to get back in a skirt for a while.

Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Building site workwear

expressing my sissy side on a building site is not easy and my career choices are limited, however i have found these below....

on the building site i would love to wear this

or even clothes like these

i am sure that they would drive my co-workers wild
especially when i bring them a drink
or entertain them at lunch time

although my dream job on a building site would be the cute secretary, who dresses to please the boys, gets whistled at and then relieves the stress of the managers as and when they need it.......

i suppose there are still plenty of career options left for me....