Daily panty submission

As a Domme, I love seeing a sissy in panties. And I like showing them off. Panties aren't just the defining symbol of sissiness. When worn on my order, it's an act of submission and devotion from my sissy. And it thrills me. This is sissy amanda, obeying me by wearing (and tweeting) a week... Continue Reading →

Woodland wa_k for sissy jessie

Public play is a big kink for me, and humiliating my sissy, jessie, in this way never ceases to push my D/s buttons...or hers. Her craving for erotic shame burns ever-bright. It’s a flame I breathe oxygen on whenever I get the chance. On Sunday 19 April, I was toying with jessie on Kik and... Continue Reading →

Chastity vs chastity device

I believe in the power of chastity. As a Domme, owning and controlling my sissy’s clitty is a satisfying state and an arousing pastime. I like the symbolism of a chastity device. I like rattling my fingernails against the hard shell of the cage while sissy’s clitty tries to get hard inside. I like how... Continue Reading →

Pink panty week

Chatting with @sissyamanda on Kik about a Victoria's Secret panty sale on a Sunday afternoon led to a fun plan for the week ahead.

A short story by sissy jessie

My sissy, jessie, often surprises me with an unexpected D/s treat. This time it was a short story sent via Kik. (I'm sure she was hard as she wrote it.) The door slams open and in walks Mistress, dressed in total ‘fuck me’ gear. Heels, tiny dress, sizzling, beautiful flesh everywhere. Looking legitimately stunning (you... Continue Reading →

Where did my kink for sissies start?

I’ve always had a thing for sissies, before I fully understood it, or had the right language for it. And it started young. When I was about 6, ‘sissy’ was a playground word, an insult for boys who weren’t boyish enough, who preferred to play with the girls at breaktime, who cried easily, who got... Continue Reading →

The power of pink satin

When you say the word ‘sissy’ to me, the vision in my mind is of the archetypal pink satin sissy, simpering in flouncy glass-silk petticoats, pale stockings with tops on show, locked-on heels, little tent in her pink satin panties. I love this image and this reality. ‘Pink satin sissy’ is a fetish for me.... Continue Reading →

#Fetdoofus No.37 (5/4/20)

What not to do to attract a lifestyle Mistress. A one-line message. Asking for attention. Poor punctuation. And rounding off with an emoji...when you’re 37 years old. *sigh* Possibly a contender for the most mistakes in the the fewest words. And when I went back a few days later, guess what? He'd gone. *rolling my... Continue Reading →

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