Friday 16 May 2014
Tuesday 13 May 2014
More panties to wash
The only problem I encountered when my wife started making me wear panties was the washing. I seemed to make my panties wet three or four times a day. Good fun for a sissy, but an awful lot of washing!
Thursday 8 May 2014
Spank me please!
I hadn’t liked it to
begin with. She would hold my wrist and
pull me towards her and throw me over her lap.
She would do this in one motion which would result in my arms and legs
flailing in all directions, but result in me being bent over her in a most
vulnerable position.
For some reason she
was much stronger and more powerful than me these days; it was as if the
panties, stockings, bra and lacy dress that I had become accustomed to wearing
had made me a weak and feeble sissy girl.
As I struggled on her lap she would hold me down with one firm hand in
the small of my back while with the other she thrust the hem of my dress
upwards revealing my panties and stocking tops.
And then her hand would come down from such a great height and land on
my pantied bottom with such a slap that the sound seemed to echo round the
room.
I would cry out and
struggle even more, but as her hand came down in a regular rhythm and the hand
in the small of my back became more like a vice I seemed to give up and just
emit small sobbing cries and big thick tears.
Why was she so mean to me? Why
did she have to make my bottom as pink as my panties?
Afterwards she would
make me get up, curtsey and say, “thank you Madam for my spanking. I will try
to be a good girl in future”.
Nowadays I seem to
like my spankings more. I seem to have
got used to the pain, and after all the thought of bending over Mistresses lap
and feeling my panties rub against the top of her skirt and stockings makes my
little sissy clit get very excited. Maybe it is because this is the only close
contact I get with my Mistress, since she banished me to the spare room, and
her boyfriend moved in. Looking but no
touching is the order of the day.
Somehow the spankings are what passes for intimacy between us now.
So whenever I get
called for my spankings I now curtsey, smile, and say “spank me please Madam”
and afterwards I say “thank you Madam for my spanking.” The difference is now I really mean it!
I can't quite believe it
Even though my wife has had me dressing as a sissy for months now I still can't quite believe what has happened to me. I still have to lift the hem of my skirt to look at my pretty stocking tops and panties every now and again. And I get a thrill of pleasure every time I do so.
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