Sissies Must Be Trained To Stay Limp

This evening Mistress allowed me the pleasure of riding my dildo with one condition. As soon as I get an erection I must immediately stop and be put back in chastity until she permits me to give it another try.

It goes without saying I am forbidden from touching my pathetic little clitty while doing so. She says this method will continue until I am able to dribble my sissy cream from pussy stimulation only like a properly trained sissy.

Below is a 10 second clip of my first attempt. Anyone want to make a guess at how long I lasted? Additional videos will be uploaded soon!




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Introducing Miss Pansy Bouffant!

Miss Pansy Bouffant is a sissy dress with a petticoat far larger than the brain of the sissy wearing it.

The sissy was forced into her D cup breasts that were attached with medical grade adhesive to ensure the sissy is unable to remove them during her daily tasks.

Her heels jingle with each step so mistress doesn’t need to keep an eye on sissy to verify she is dutifully working through her long and arduous tasks around the house. The locking ankle restraints ensure small mincing steps to further exaggerated her ditsy walk.

The tag on her locking posture collar adorned with more bells reads “Pathetic Pansy”, announcing to everyone she may come into contact with her true self worth.

In the video below, sissy maid Sasha is practicing her curtsy for Mistress’ return from her weekend long trip later this evening.

The Sissy Housewife – Part 3

“Do a twirl for me.” Brad commanded as he sat in the corner of the bedroom. “Give me a tease of those frilly panties you’re wearing, sissy!” As Sasha spun in her high heels, her petticoat lifted itself off her body and provided Master the quick glimpse beneath her petticoat he requested.
“Mmmmm… that’s very nice, Sasha. I can tell you’ve been doing your daily posterior workouts. That ass is looking better every day! The Brazilian butt lift was an excellent choice too, don’t you think?” As he finished speaking Brad rose from his seat and began walking towards his prized possession. Sasha instinctively cast her gaze downward as she pulled her dress and petticoat out to each side, crossed her feet, and bent her knees to perform the picture perfect curtsy for her Master.


“Yes, Sir.” Sasha responded with her gaze fixated towards the ground before returning to her original position. “Don’t you think your sissy Sasha needs additional body enhancements?” She was required to always ask for more of whatever she was being complimented about. Not doing so would ensure a harsh punishment from both Master and Mistress.


Brad stood inches away from Sasha now, her fluffy petticoat compressed against her by his imposing figure. With a smirk on his face, Brad reached around and underneath the bouffant petticoat and grabbed a handful of her sculpted ass before giving it a firm squeeze. His other hand rested itself on her waist with a possessive grip. “Hmmm. Maybe that’s not such a bad idea… cunt.” Sasha took his insult just like she did everything else from him, with a smile on her feminized, cum soaked face and a “Thank you, Sir!”


“You’re very welcome, sissy. A good girl like you deserves to be spoiled every once in awhile.”


“Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” Was the only response the slave could give in return.


“You are just so adorable, Sasha!” Grace once again joined the conversation after her quick shower. “Brad, those panties I purchased for our dear Sasha have a delightful surprise for you in the rear.”


“The rear?!” Sasha thought to herself. “What is she talking about???”


“Oh?” Brad said aloud as he quickly grabbed Sasha’s wrist and forcefully spun her around. As she twirled, Sasha lost her balance and landed bent over on the bed, her face lying in the sticky puddle of sex leftover from her owners love making just 30 minutes earlier.


With her in such a compromising position, Brad easily lifted the petticoat out of the way to get a good look at Grace’s gift. “Oh my, sissy! Grace really did get you some naughty panties!” He then ran his fingers along each thigh before tracing the outline of her panties. With a quick snap of her garter belt, Sasha let out a yelp as his other hand groped her clitty locked between her legs.


“Still wet as ever I see.”


It was at this time she also heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper and the cool breeze tickle her fanny. Sir eagerly ran his hand inside her panties and teased her pussy with his fingers. Her clitty instinctively clenched itself as the foreign object teased its walls.


“Sasha, my dear sissy” zzziiiiiiiiiip “I hope you’ve been doing your daily stretching exercises as well… If you haven’t, then consider this part of your punishment…”


To be continued.

The Sissy Housewife – Part 1

*jingle jingle jingle*

Sasha minced her way across the house to the sound of her calling bell originating from her bedroom.  By the time she made it in her 6” heels she was greeted to an empty room with a piece of lingerie and note waiting for her.  Her pathetic clitty strained in its cage as a drop of precum leaked from the tip and stained the petticoat currently tied around her waist.  It has been so long since she was allowed cummies, and her tiny clitty was desperate to spurt its minuscule load; the outfit on her bed left no doubt that her hard work around the house was about to be rewarded.

“Put on your gift and wait outside our bedroom door.  We’ll let you know when to enter.”  — Brad

She eagerly stripped out of her maids outfit and slipped into the pink teddy.  The thin satin fabric sent her into sissy heaven as it slid across her body.  Its feminine lace tickled her thighs while her permanently erect nipples strained against the fabric, one of the many body enhancements ‘given’ to her by Master.

As she kneeled in front of the bedroom door she could hear the muffled sounds of rough passionate sex occurring just beyond her reach.  Sasha took this time to reminisce about his previous life with his wife.  The euphoric and beastly feeling of filling his wife with sperm was nothing more than a dream for her now.  She had left him for a real man years ago, the same man currently filling her pussy on the other side of the door.

“Come in Sasha!” Brad’s voice finally rang out.  She must have waited on her knees over an hour as she eagerly opened the door and curtseyed before crawling to the edge of her Master’s bed.

“Don’t be shy, come on up here with us!”  His ex-wife commanded.  Sasha looked at both of them with a puzzled and nervous look on her face.  She had never been allowed onto their bed before. Doing so would have been met with extreme punishment, something she had no interest in after years of strict training. 

“Aww… don’t be shy, baby girl!  I promise it’s okay just this once!”  Grace continued as she patted the bed with her hand. 

Sasha nervously made her way onto the bed.  As she did, Brad’s hands groped her large tits and ass, both gifts ‘given’ to her by him just six months earlier.  “I think it’s about time for your second round of upgrades!” Brad chuckled as his hand slapped her jiggling derriere.

“Lay down, Sasha.  We have a surprise for you tonight!  The next few hours are going to be all about you!” Grace giggled as Sasha laid her back on their bed.  As she finished getting into position, Grace repositioned herself so that her pussy, filled to the brim with Master’s seed, was resting just above her face. 

“One year ago you were told we would give you cummies if you perform your duties without complaint.  I’m so happy to inform you that Brad has agreed the time for you has finally come!  Now drink up and clean Brad’s cummies out very thoroughly, sweetheart. If you don’t, there’s a good chance we’ll have a baby for you to care for in nine months! Haha!”

To be continued…

Naughty Sissy Sasha

After Mistress caught Sasha trying to rub her clitty she pulled out all the stops to punish her.  For 48 hours Sasha was forced to wear three diapers, three stuffers, plastic foam diaper cover, and the bondage mitts shown below.  

To add insult to her predicament, Mistress removed her chastity cage and told her she would allow her cummies all week if she could manage to get herself off just one time in 48 hours.  

“Since you like to rub yourself so much I’ll give you all weekend to do so.  If you can’t manage, then keeping you locked for the next six months only sounds appropriate, don’t you think?”

47 hours later and Sasha hasn’t even managed to give herself a stiffy yet.  With tears running down her face Mistress walks into her room as Sasha frantically rubbed herself.

“It looks like you’ll be needing this shortly, darling.”  She says as her chastity cage is placed on her bedside table.  As Sasha glances over she weeps at the realization that her previous cage has been replaced with a newer model that’s one inch smaller.

After giving Sasha a kiss on the forehead, Mistress leans over the railing of the crib and gives her a kiss on the forehead.  “I’ll be back shortly to put it on you, baby girl.” 

Mistress grinned as she left the room.  The frustrated, desperate, and frantic jingle of her baby’s mitts echoing through the halls of her house.

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