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Nanny knows just what her ABy needs

Your Mommy and Daddy have left you all alone with Nanny Ella tonight.  Seems they have big plans and won’t be home until very late, so Nanny will have plenty of time to spend with her little one.  Do you remember the games we played last time?  You had never played Doctor before, but you caught on very quickly and were a good little patient for Nanny.  Maybe this time, you can be the Doctor and Nanny will be the patient!  Would you like that?  Would you like to explore Nanny’s body?

You looked so cute in your sissy outfit last time, that Nanny has brought a special toy for us to play with this time.  Just think how hard your little peepee will get when Nanny slides this new strap on inside you!  Yes, I see thinking about that makes the happy bump in your diaper.  Nanny can’t wait to see you make big boy cummies after she teaches you the fun of this new toy.  Mmmmm….make cummies for Nanny!  Yes, that’s a good ABy!

Nanny Ella

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We both win this game

My ABy has been such a good Boi today!  We went for a walk in the park, and you looked so pretty in your new dress that all the other Mommy’s stopped to stare in envy.  Mommy fixed you a nice bottle when we got home and we rocked in the chair while you drank it all down, like a big Boi.

Mommy’s so proud of her sweet ABy and can’t wait to show you what special surprises I have for you.  First, it’s off with that dress and wet diapey, and into the bathroom for a good cleaning.  Like the trusting ABy you are, you lay so still and quiet while I gently lube up your beautiful bottom and slide the enema tube in.  You smile contendtedly as the warm water fills you up.  Like a good Boi, you hold it until Mommy says it’s ok to let it go, and boy do you go!  ABy was full!

Time to get you in the bath and get the cares of the day washed away.  Mmmm….Mommy loves the smell of the Johnson’s Wash on your pink skin.  Being sure to wash every inch of you, twice, I lovingly carry you back over to the dressing table to get you dried off.  Time for our favorite part, putting on the lotion!  We have to protect ABy’s delicate skin!

Now, since you have been such a very good Boi today, Mommy has just the thing to rock you to sleep.  Relax, ABy, and let Mommy make it all better.

XOXOXO
Mommy Sara

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I love being the Dominant and Wicked Woman that I am. Without my expertise who would train all you sissies boys out there?  You see, you are in need of training and I am just the one to teach you how you should behave.  You are here to serve and service me, as well as whom ever else I say you are to service.

I love to dress you up in “sissy slut” pink and white lingerie, complete with panties, garter belt and white lacey stockings to match (let’s not forget your slutty heels as well).  Then to top off your look, a luscious coating of pink lipstick so you can leave your pink ring at the base of each cock you suck off, hehehe.

I get my huge strap on out to break you in for the night.  I spread your ass cheeks and slam my strap on in your tight pink asshole without ceremony; after all, you will a need good stretching if you intend on surviving the night, hahahaha!!  I proceed to pound that sweet sissy hole of yours, all the while I see your pathetic cock start to get hard (I wonder what you think you are going to do with your hard clitty stick ? LOL).

In the wings you see I have all those big well hung studs just waiting for you to service.  

I sit and watch you take on one huge cock after another, a wicked smile never leaving my face…

It makes me so dripping wet and hot to see you take so many cocks…to see you used for my amusement, my pleasure…

I will dominate you like no other…

Lexus

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The other day I found my little one rummaging through my panty draw, fondling my delicates, holding them up to himself, prancing about – not just like a little sissy, but as a sissy slut.  So I decided if he wants to be a little sissy slut, then I will help him in his endeavors. 

I dressed him up in the slinkiest little outfit, put a blonde wig with lots of cascading curls on his head, did his makeup and nails, and put the sexiest heels on him. Then I placed a few calls to some of my male friends and asked if they would be interested in renting a sissy slut to do with what they please. 

Naturally they were more then enthusiastic and came right over!  Well let me tell you, they had such delicious fun with my little sissy slut, one right after another, over and over and over again! 

And when all my friends were done “renting” my little slut, she found herself used, abused, and filled to the brim, barely able to walk, hehe.  I informed her that she will have to get used to it, for I have already gotten lots of requests to rent her, and of course I told them yes! 

So, who’s up to being rented out next?

Mommy Maggy

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Recently a certain sissy was brought to me because she had broken the rules and was not ready to step out the door at the designated time.  As such, she was sent to me as a punishment.  Now when a sissy is sent to me this way, I will send a progress report to the primary care giver as to the day’s activities.  I thought I might share one of these Sissy Progress Reports with all of you, giving you a peek into one of my days, as well as what to expect when you are sent my way for proper sissy training:

Dear Aunt Phyllis,

Today I was placed in charge of babysitting your nephew/niece Stephenie…she’s quite a precocious child I must say.  For the most part she behaved, though I had found that she does seem to lack the ability to respond respectfully and appropriately.  So to that endeavor, I have instructed her that she is only to respond with “Yes Ma’am” and “No Ma’am”.  Further more, if she would like to add a comment, ask a question, or expand on her responses, she is to always start with “May I say/ask something Ma’am?”, and wait for an affirmative to proceed.  If she does not follow protocol, then a bar of soap is placed between her teeth as she takes ten licks of said bar.  This protocol has been met with positive results, and I encourage you to continue this training.

I also would like to share with you another training tool I have at my disposal. I am to understand that Stephenie does get spanked as a punishment until she has succumb to tears – this I approve of whole-heartedly.  Might I suggest taking it one step further though? I find that added “disciplinary” spankings to her daily regiment can yield positive results as well.  Not as harsh as her “punishment” spankings, but with enough sting to get her attention and bring proper focus to her responsibilities.  There should be a set amount, as well as a set time for which they are administered, as to give her stability and a routine to her daily activities.

There was one last item I wish to inform you of.  I am not a cold-hearted babysitter, and as such, I thought it might be nice to teach her a little song so she can perform it for you, as well as any other caregiver – something that would give her a sense of pride and accomplishment.  That song is I’m a Little Teapot.  She should know it well enough to sing it for you, as well as the movements that coincide with the lyrics.

Thank you for your time, and I hope you keep me in mind for your babysitting needs in the future.

Ms. Lexus

As you can see, I am nothing if not thorough in my sissy training and “attitude adjustments”

Lexus

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“Well now, isn’t this a surprise.”

You jump ten feet as you twirl around at my little comment, my dirty panties still clenched in your hands, still pressed upon your nose.

“Now what would your mother say if she knew you were rummaging through my dirty panties?  That when you were supposed to be helping your neighbor with projects around the house, you were actually fondling her dirty panties…sniffing her musky-scented stained panties… licking her stained panties.  Think she would be proud to know her son has a major panty fetish?” 

I can’t help but chuckle to myself as you stutter and stammer, at first trying to deny, but then begging me not to tell; that you will do anything, anything at all if I would only promise to keep this little indiscretion private.

“Hmmmm…anything? You will do what ever I say?”

You nod frantically, grasping at the one life line I seem to be throwing you. Glancing at your young, firm body, at the pup tent that is ever present inside those pants of yours, a wicked little smile comes across my face.  Oh yes, I can think of quite a few things for you to do.

“All right my dear, but you will have to do EXACTLY as I say…”

Maggy

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So are you a sissy Cuckold? Dressing up in panties and lipstick, eagerly getting ready to be my little fluffer?  Yes?  Mmmmmm, I just love it! Are you going to try for sloppy seconds?  Are you hungry for a cream pie?  I know how much you love it when you watch me writhe in ecstasy, seeing the meat of another man disappear inside of me.   I know how much you love it because you beg to kneel down beside us.  Now be a good little sissy cuckold and you may just be allowed to have your special desert!

You want to be my new play thing, don’t you. Well then, what are you waiting for?  Call me for some hot and humiliating sissy cuckold phone sex.

Lexus

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Caller X loves calling me for men in panties phone sex it usually starts off with X getting home from work and finding a note informing him his wife is going to be gone shopping for a couple hours followed by dinner with her girlfriends. This is the perfect time to rub one out in her panties. You go digging in the laundry basket looking for treasures from the week of dirty panties accumulated for laundry day. You wipe the sweat off your brow, feeling your wife’s silk panties brush against your cock beneath your work suit. You enter through the front door and walk straight into the kitchen, pouring yourself a drink. As you raise the glass to your lips you notice something on the counter. You walk closer and you lean down, noticing they’re photos. You almost spit out your drink as you see what they’re of. Four photos. Each one of you jerking your cock with a different pair of panties. “Shit.” is all you manage to say. “I thought I’d wait till you get home to shopping.” She smiles lightly, walking closer. “I’m taking you out with me and we are going to Victoria’s Secret to pick out some of your own panties because I’m tired of you ruining mine. You want to dress like a sissy I’ll treat you like one. Maybe I’ll even ask the girls who work there what would look best on you? They’re very pretty girls I’m sure they could find something just right. So get out of those work clothes. I’ll be waiting in the car.

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I love playing little games with my guy.  I call him up at work and inform him that we will be playing one of my games this evening, and then I simply hang up without another word said.  I know this will let his mind race all day long with anticipation, along with getting his engine racing as well.

He comes home to find a sexy little number laid out on the bed.  Of course he immediately thinks the outfit is for me – he couldn’t have been more wrong.  With some skillful coaxing on my part, cooing at him on how hot it would get me to know what lies beneath his clothes while stroking his cock gently at the same time, he finally agrees.

With him dressed with the scandalous lingerie in place, we venture out.  Our evening is not only filled with soft comments centered around his silky unmentionables – how they feel against his cock; how naughty and erotic it is to know what lies just beneath his regular clothes; even calling him out how he doesn’t want to admit it, but he in incredibly turned on by the sensation against his manhood.  Combine this with my caresses – my hand sliding over his crotch under that table, a subtle grinding of my ripe ass against his twitching bulge, and he is ready ravish me right there. 

Needless to say that when we finally get home, we both are so worked up that we go at it with an animalistic fever, barely get our clothes off but leaving our lingerie on.  I think this is going to be one of our favorite panty lover games.

Lexus

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I am by no means a stranger to the taboo, the obscure, the extreme.  On the contrary, I consider myself a connoisseur of the fetishes, what ever flavor they may be.   So when a guy dances around the subject of what they like or what they want to explore, I am always a bit amused – what do they think? That their desires will be met with scorn? That I will mock them and chastise them for those needs that are not main stream?

Well let me set the record straight – I love it all!  And I’m not just saying that. I mean I truly love all of it!  From foot worship to toilet play to taboo to Mistress Worship, even good old fashioned romance; there’s nothing that doesn’t get me wet. I do have my favorites, don’t get me wrong; I love forced bi and forced feminization call, hehehe.

Now when a man calls me begging to be humiliated and forced to wear panties, I get super excited – another toy for me to play with!  You see, I am a natural born Mistress; I love to be dominating and compel men to do what I want. Binding and restraining men; making them watch as I slowly slip lacy panties on them; watching them squirm and try to break away — ooh baby!  Clad in lace and thigh high stockings; then and only then will I consider letting them fuck me…if they’re lucky enough.

And of course I’m always on the look out for another sissy bitch to clean my house on their hands and knees. Their only tool for cleaning is their wet little tongue and they better do a good job or they will get a spanking, hehehe.  How I love to make them bark for me like a good puppy, woofing my name as they go do what I command. Those kinky fetishes are another of my favorites.  When my puppy is a good boy and does everything I command, I sometimes tether him to a post and allow one of my other slaves to mount him, or even lap up his own cum from a doggie bowl.

One last word to the wise – you had better not forget to ask this Goddess for permission before cumming, or else I will be very cross…you don’t want to make me mad – you wouldn’t like me when I get angry!

So whatever your flavor, I’m sure to serve up the best fetish phone sex you’ll ever have. What are you waiting for; shall I get out a collar?

Your Fetish Connoisseur,

Goddess Maggie

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Sissy phone sex with teasing Princess Jenna is something every diapered sissy should experience…

You look left and right, rummaging for things you might find cool or interesting. Your heart races knowing at any moment you can get caught. A knock comes at the door. You freeze, shoving all the contraband into your pockets before the door opens. “Jenna? Is that you making all that noise-What are you doing in the guest room young man?” Your mother looks at you with stern eyes, her hands on her hips, tapping her foot. “You know your cousin Jenna is staying with us for a couple of days. She would be really upset if she found you going through her things.. “Jenna! Get in here!” she calls. You become so nervous the only thing you can hear is the frantic beating of your heart. “Yes Miss?” Jenna walks into the door way and turns to see you standing there pathetically in front of her suit cases. “Jenna since its your stuff, I’m going to let you handle this one. I’m going to the store to pick up a couple things for dinner. I’ll be back in a bit.” Oh no you think, your Mommy was your only source of protection. Now she’s leaving. What if Cousin Jenna finds the panties hanging out of your back pocket? What will you do then? Ironically, her eyes go straight to the top of her panties peeking out of your pocket. “Put them on” she simply says. Your face goes beet red, and you glare at her saying no. “Either you do it or I’ll do it for you.” She closes the door, locking it behind her. Her eyes look you over. “You really are a filthy pest aren’t you little cousin? The first 3 times I’ve visited I’ve caught you doing the same exact thing. At first I brushed it off, thinking boys would be boys. But this is the forth freaking time. I’m tired of going home with missing garments. Why do you like my panties so much? Not even my panties, my whole wardrobe for that fact. And don’t give me that “what are you talking about” bs. I’ve seen you wearing them. In fact, I have pictures. I bet you if i were to pull your pants down right now you would be wearing some of my panties wouldn’t you?” You look down, your face redder than a cherry. “That’s what I thought. So you better be a good little fag and put on these panties or you can bet that all of these pictures are getting uploaded onto facebook. So what are you going to do little sissy cousin?

Jenna 888*430*2010

I always had my suspicions that my son’s friend was sneaking into my bedroom, my bathroom.  That whenever he would come over I would notice how my panty drawer was a bit disheveled, out of place; how my hamper seemed to be rummaged through; how a pair of my dirty panties always seemed to disappear from time to time, only to show up once again a couple of weeks later.

I decided to get to the bottom of things and get some proof, one way or the other.  So I went and got a couple of “Nanny Cams” – one hidden in a teddy bear for my bedroom, and one hidden in a small clock which I could place on the shelf in my bathroom.

The next time he came over I was prepared for him, but I wasn’t fully prepared as to what the nanny cam exposed.  As I stared at the monitor, I watched him as he ran his fingers through all my silky unmentionables, stopping once or twice, as if trying to decide on a specific pair.  Once he chose one, he caressed them almost reverently in his hands, seemingly lost in the sensation as he put them to his face, inhaling deeply.

He was then off to my bathroom. I switched the view to the second nanny cam and watched as he stuffed the one pair into the top band of his jeans and ripped into my hamper.  He retrieved a pair of my used panties stained with my essence.  At first he held them to his nose, taking in my musky scent, and then placed the crotch into his mouth for a taste of me.  Giving into the mounting lust and desire my panties were generating within him, his hand instinctively went to his zipper, unleashing his raging hard-on and stroking it with the clean pair he had previously chosen from my panty drawer.

It didn’t take him long to shoot his load into my once clean panties and drop them into the hamper.  As he zipped himself up, he buried the panties that were previously pressed against his face into his pocket. 

Thoughts started to race through my mind; the wheels were turning at an alarming rate as I formulated my plan.  The opportunity was too sweet to pass up – it seems I now would have my own little boy toy to play with…that or everyone will know what a little panty-stealing, panty-sniffing pervert he was.  I of course will present to him his options, allowing him to weigh his choices, though I am confident that, in the end, he will see things my way.

Your Naughty Mommy Gina

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