The Night Before Christmas!

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by pantysue

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the place

Not a creature was stirring, not even ace;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that Ms. Grace soon would be there;

Her pets were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of Princess danced in their heads;

And jem in her cage, and i in mine too,

Were snapping the way that a breadstick would do,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

We all sprang up to see what was the matter.

Away to the window we threw up the sash,

Tore open our nighties and our cocks we did flash.

The moon on the breast of that vision below

Gave a luster to Her as pure as new snow.

When, what to my wondering eyes should i see,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight locks with a key,

And a gorgeous driver, with the most beautiful face,

I knew in a moment it must be Ms. Grace.

More rapidly edging were Her pets as She came,

And She whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, jemmie! now, Billy! now, lucky and you Mikie too!

On, shrimpy! on Ace! on, pot and my sweet pantysue!

Grab hold of your cocks be they large ones or small!

And stroke away! stroke away! stroke away all!"

Then suddenly She locked away our balls and our cocks,

And made sure each of the cages had the right locks.

Then up to the house-top to Her coursers She flew,

With that sleigh full of keys and our future too.

And then, in a twinkling, i knew it would be

No more holiday cock stroking for me.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney our Princess came with a bound.

She was dressed like a vision, from Her head to Her toes,

And my cage began shrinking as my frustration grows;

A bundle of sex toys She had flung on Her back,

Yes this was the Stroke Princess who had locked up my sack.

Her eyes -- how they twinkled! Her nipples how merry!

Her ass cheeks were like roses, but i wanted Her cherry!

Her sweet little thong was drawn up nice and tight,

And the beard of Her pussy was trimmed up just right;

The stump of my cock She’d locked away in a CB,

And the rings that encircled it were pure torture for me;

She had a great face and two perfect round boobies,

That shook, when She laughed… pothead pass out more doobies.

She was perfect in shape, a right sexy stroke elf,

And i begged when i saw Her, for release for myself;

A wink of Her eye and a pat on my head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

She spoke in that voice that makes Her MP3’s work,

i was filled up with cummies; though i could not jerk,

And wrapping my cage up in ribbons and bows,

She said “awww poor baby” and up the chimney She rose;

She sprang to Her sleigh, and to Her pets blew a kiss,

And away flew our Princess and the keys we will miss.

But i heard Her exclaim, ere She drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, but no cummies tonight."

Dear Mistress Claus......

Dear Mistress Claus:

i am writing You because i don’t think Santa would actually understand my wish list. You see i am a sissy submissive and last time Santa stuffed my stocking with boxers and left power tools under my tree. Please see what You can do to help me out this year!

Here is my list:

On the first day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
A partridge in a pair tree… don’t know why, but sounds cool

On the second day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Two perfect boobs… because there is nothing better than boobs

On the third day of Christmas Mistress Clause please give to me…
Three French cut panties… a girl can never have too many panties

On the fourth day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Four of your panties… because that would be even better than 3 of mine

On the fifth day of Christmas Mistress Clause please give to me…
Five Calls for Free… and i will need that to get through this cold winter

On the sixth day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Six goose jobs i beg you… because no one else will

On the seventh day of Christmas Mistress Clause please give to me…
Seven swans a swimming… because i want to be like Bjork

On the eighth day of Christmas Mistress Clause please give to me…
Eight maids a milking… and if i don’t win this contest it might even take ten or more

On the ninth day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Nine ladies dancing… lap dances are sooooo hot! And nine of them!

Please note Mistress Claus…
if i get this wish i will need fewer of the eight maids a milking!

On the tenth day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Ten lords a leaping… very afraid of what Mistress Claus would do to them

On the eleventh day of Christmas Mistress Clause please give to me…
Eleven pipers piping… my plumbing does need some rework!

On the twelfth day of Christmas Mistress Claus please give to me…
Twelve drummers drumming… because i only have ten of my own.

A sissy’s Ordeal to Please her Stroke Princess

i must begin by singing the praises of my Princess. For those of you who have had the good fortune to spend some time with Ms Grace i am certainly preaching to the choir, but for those of you who have not there is nothing that can compare with the Stroke Princess. First of all She is absolutely gorgeous… and once Her drop dead figure and seductive smile seduces you in, Her voice will captivate you… captivate you forever!

But in addition to wearing my beloved collar right now, i am wearing my Princess’s cage with that cock She owns all locked away under my soft satiny pink panties… and it will be that way this whole week.

It all began with a call to my phone sex Princess last week. She could tell that i wanted and needed to cum, and knowing that i was going to be in Las Vegas this whole week (ironically at the same time Ms Ally and some of the Mistresses were taking their trip) i could tell Princess was tempted to have me prove my devotion to Her by denying me the privilege of cumming, but i got down on my knees and begged. Princess so loves to have me beg and promise to do anything for Her, and She loves to hear me moan like a girl as i cum in ecstasy for Her that She granted my wish. She also gave me permission to cum again on Thanksgiving day… but after that my cock was Her’s again.

The day after Thanksgiving, my package arrived and in it was my new lock box. So i mailed my other key off to Princess knowing i was going to be Her captive pet until She felt i had earned the right by pleasing Her with the teasing and tormenting i was going to endure in Vegas…

Day 4 of Denial: “Boobs, boobs and more boobs”

Anyone who has ever been locked away knows the pleasure of truly giving oneself to their Mistress, but with only Princess knowing the combination, She had complete and total control of me. And i had to watch Monday night football in the cocktail lounge with those beautiful waitresses running around in those tight outfits and ohhhh the cleavage… i knew the pain and frustration of wearing this cage was only just beginning.

And the hotel even has artwork like this on the walls as if there weren’t enough real or otherwise ones bouncing around this place.

Then i get a chance to chat with my Princess… the owner of my cock. She can sense the agony Her pet is going through and decides to help out by sending me this picture…

Like that was going to help! And all i hear from Her is “awwwww poor baby!” i am sure i am going to hear that a lot this week. As if staring at Her beautiful image while listening to Her voice weren’t enough for one evening, Princess decided that i should order a special movie on the hotel TV and fall asleep watching it. That’s my Princess always looking for a new way to make this ordeal even more agonizing.

Day 5 of Denial: “Dancing with the Stars”

Well Princess had a fun bit of homework for me tonight, knowing that there were a few strip clubs in Vegas. She wanted me to get another of those lap dances wearing my cage. So obediently i went of to the original and still the best club in Vegas, the Olympic Garden…and i was to take one of those little blue pills before i went.

Nicolette was nice enough to sit down next to me. A very pretty blond who offered to take me to the VIP Room and give me a private dance. i knew i had to tell her about the cage and she said she had never heard of such a thing… but after thinking about it for a minute or two said, “you know, I may have to try that lockup thing on someone myself sometime”.

The music started and before i knew it her soft sweet boobs were in my face… she placed her nipples ever so close to my mouth just teasing me exactly the way i am sure Princess was hoping… rubbing my cage with her leg. Then she slides down squeezing my cage between her breasts… damn this cage! And then she unbuttons my shirt, reaches in and pinched my nipples! i don’t think Princess would have guessed that would happen to Her lucky pet (cha-ching).

As if having this happen once wasn’t torture enough, to get into the VIP Room, you pay for 3 dances… and after the second dance with those delicious boobs in my face i had to tell her how nice it was to feel such sweet supple real breasts… and damn did i want this cage off! She just giggled, a little like Princess would. i think she was actually starting to enjoy knowing she was tormenting me in that way.

After the third dance i was ready to explode! The club would not allow pictures, so to prove that i was there i asked her if she would mind helping me send a message to Princess. i started to write “I loved dancing on his cage” but she said “I loved dancing on his locked up cock” sounded better and then signed it Nicolette!

This was also to be another night of tease and torment with Princess who laughed Her sweet ass off as i told Her about my experience with Nicolette. And just to make things even more difficult Princess decided i needed to listen to “Hiccup” while looking at Her photo gallery after She hung up… And then for good measure after that i had to watch another of those movies.

my darn cage was getting smaller and smaller!

Day 6 of Denial: “Pussies and boobies and asses, Oh my!”

In that way only the Stroke Princess can, She came up with a new game to today… a scavenger hunt called “Pussies and boobies and asses, Oh my!” where i was to search around the hotel today and find ten things that really excited me. Then i was to post pictures of them right here for Princess and everyone to see. Well here they are!

This first one is kind of cheating, but after listening to Hiccup and watching Princess’s slide show, here is something that really excites me…

http://www.mindfucktress.com/Hunger.mp3

Okay… isn’t She just the cutest Princess?

And aren’t these just the cutest panties? i know how much Princess loves Hello Kitty so when i saw these i knew i just had to get them! Panties excite me so… especially these Sweetie Pie ones since this is about as close to my Sweetie Pie Princess’s purrrrfect pussy as i will ever get!

Oh and then yes… nice boobs excite me!
They really excite me…

Princess made it clear that a picture of a pair of great boobs doesn’t count as two items in our game so on i went…

Money excites me…

And this one was actually quite unexpected, but they had women giving messages… that excites me! And boy was she great!
Now this one is a little more difficult to explain… this woman had absolutely great boobs too but what excited me most was that she smelled so great. i just had to walk behind her to breathe it in. And the tight satin blouse with bra lines showing and her ass moving as she walked didn’t hurt when it came to raising the excitement level.
And did i mention great boobs excite me… okay this was from a trip over to the Rio, but they have the greatest cocktail waitress outfits!
And just reading the Glamour Magazine Princess had me buy, i must confess a pretty lingerie ad excites me…
And finally… the thing that absolutely excites me the most!

The evening of Day 6 began with a bubble bath, candles, soft music and a glass of wine while i read Glamour. Princess wanted me to calm myself down and get more femme for our call. But that didn’t last long… just hearing Princess’s voice again brought back the torment and wanting and needing. And as She left me for one more night of restless sleep i was told to worship Her picture and listen to “Hiccup” and “Hunger” before i was allowed to fall to sleep.

Day 7 of Denial: “Snap like a Breadstick!”

When i finally heard Princess’s voice the morning of Day 7 She was just laughing at me, so proud of Herself! “This is what jemmie and I call snapping like a breadstick,” She said. “All those moans and whimpers… awwww My poor baby! you’ve never been like this before have you?”

“You don’t know the half of it Princess. i woke up three times and listened to Your MP3’s. The first time it was Relax for Me.”

“Well that should have helped,” Princess offered.

“Until the end Princess, when You tell me to start stroking!”

::::Giggles:::: “Awwwww, poor baby!”

“And then i listened to ‘Little Prisoner’ and ‘Locked away Forever’. After that i just grabbed my pillow curled up in the fetal position and began wanting and needing even more. And then Princess, i actually got so desperate that i called Your phone number and begged on Your answering machine.”

“I can’t wait to hear that… you really did snap like a breadstick!”

Well Princess did tease and torment me some more, but after i got down on my knees and begged my Princess to please give me the combination, promising to do ANYTHING for Her, She finally gave me the three numbers… “Zero… Zero… Zero… The amount of times you have been able to cum this week. Pretty simple wasn’t it!”

i was shaking so that i could hardly line up the three zeros… but it didn’t open. “Princess!” i thought She was just teasing me. “Silly, don’t line it up by the reset, they line up at the bottom.” i fumbled around with the numbers again listening to those royal giggles and finally got them lined up, but it still didn’t open! i was scared to death when finally i saw what Princess meant and lined them up along the lines at the ridge. That click was the sweetest sound i had ever heard!

But it still wasn’t going to be that easy. Princess had me tease my tip with one finger like it was a clitty as i listened to Her cum first. And She was so kind to remind me about how many times She had been able to cum this week while i was all locked up. Finally after some more whimpers and begging Princess finally gave me permission to cum. i am not sure how it sounded to Princess, but it felt like i was doing those uncontrollable girly moans forever. i actually had my toes curl up at the end of that magnificent orgasm.

Princess… You were truly at Your best this weekend! While i am relieved to finally be free after a week of chastity and snapping like a breadstick, i do miss knowing that You are in absolute control. i am though, as always, Your obedient collared sissy and will do anything for You.

Thank You my sweet and beautiful Princess!

The Library

“Let’s visit my Library first. It’s that door right over there at the top of these stairs.”
“Before we go in though, I should let you know that I do let some of my special friends use my library from time to time…Uh huh. So there might be someone in here doing some reading, so please be quite and do not disturb them.”
“Of course Princess.”
“Then let’s go in sweetie,” Princess says as She opens the door and leads us in…

“CLICK-CLICK”

“Princess, this is so incredible. You must have every book ever written!”

:::Giggles:::

“Not nearly! Oh I do have lots of interesting books mind you. Over here is the Harry Potter collection, and right there is Werewolf section. And I know you love these kinds of books with the Femdom illustrations like this Sardax one here.”
“But there are still lots of books I would love to have like the Erotic Alphabet series, and the Complete Vampire Chronicles. And if any of my pets are thinking of a hypnotism fantasy, there is a great Home Study Course I would love to get.”
“Oh Princess, i would love to help You fill Your Library, do i have to go to a special bookstore?”
:::Giggles:::
“No you silly little girl, you can find the right here… http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/30214ZW66U8UI/102-0443903-5404934?reveal=unpurchased&filter=3&sort=last-updated&layout=standard&x=14&y=11 “

“Princess… is that who i think it is sitting over there by the fireplace?”
“Shhhhhhhhhhhh… yes it is, but we don’t want anyone to know that I have a thing for him. It is too embarrassing to let everyone know, so please don’t take a picture of him.”
“Of course Princess, i would never think of it!”

“click”

(Sorry for the poor photo quality… had to use my cell phone to sneak this one in so Princess wouldn’t notice)

To be continued!

Please Do Cum....

This is so exciting getting to show everyone Princess’s Castle… and look! She has even left the castle gate open for us with a sign welcoming us in!
This castle is so awesome! There’s the front door…
i always loved Princess’s knockers, but just look at the knockers She has on Her castle door! i have never seen anything like those before. i am going to have to ask Princess about them. It almost hurts just thinking about using them!

“Knock… knock…knock”

i think i hear footsteps.

“I'mmm Cummmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnng!” that sweet voice calls out from the other side of the door.
“Oh great… Sounds like Her boy jester, lord tightpants, is visiting again! Looks like we will just have to wait here until She is done!” i say ever so quietly to myself.
“No silly” Princess says as She opens the door having heard me. “I meant I was cumming to the door!”
“I am so happy to have you here for this tour pantysue, and so glad you have offered to share it with all My pets. Won’t you cum in?”
“Thank You Princess, but i was curious about the….”
“About the knockers sweetie?” Princess asks. “They are interesting aren’t they? Well they were given to me as a prezzie by one of my pets, slaveboy......... as a token of his appreciation for a very special call.”

Princess shows me in and right there at the entry is this grand stairway with several landings and doors and archways leading who knows where.

“Princess, would You mind posing for a picture there on the stairs? The rest of Your pets are not going to believe this!”
“How is this sweetie?”

“CLICK-CLICK!”

To be continued!

My beautiful Princess Grace

Once upon a time in a land far away there lived a beautiful Princess named Grace…

Well actually it wasn’t once upon a time, it is today…and it is not in a land far away, but a place somewhere between reality and fantasy…that there lives this beautiful Princess named Grace. And this Princess lives in a magical castle high upon a hill. But this is not just any castle mind you, oh no! Yes it is made out of stone and has its turrets and Her throne… and yes it even has a dungeon where sometimes our Princess turns a little evil. But it also has some rooms that one would never find in an ordinary castle. Princess’s castle has a very special dressing room for some of Her "ladies-in-waiting", and a unique laundry room with a and a very distinctive way of drying clothes. And for some of Princess’s really special subjects, you might see something of yours in Her Chamber of Keys!

Well lucky (cha-ching) for us, Princess has invited us to join Her on a very special tour of Her castle, and we will be guided by Princess Herself! Our wonderfully kind Princess has allowed me to photograph Her in Her Castle, even in some of Her most private rooms, and to share them with everyone right here in my blog. So over the next several weeks as Her obedient scribe, i will be sharing with you one room at a time from Princess Grace’s Castle!

Saved by Princess!

This is not my usual type of blog entry, but one i had to write just to be able to tell my Princess how lucky i am that She is so understanding! You see i had been acting pretty much like a big old selfish sissy over the last several days, pouting and bitching and doing all sorts of petty things just because i was jealous that i wasn’t getting enough attention from Princess while it really was my own damn fault. Well Princess could have just told me to take a hike… and i would have deserved it… but She is so special and just wouldn’t let me do something that stupid. My Princess rescued me from… well me!


Sometimes i forget that My Stroke Princess has other things to do than just wait around for me to be free to call Her. She has a personal life and friends and family just like everyone else. She also deserves some time to Herself, getting the pampering She so rightfully deserves, so we need to keep sending Her those prezzies. And as much as i would like to have Princess all to me when She is taking calls there are literally scores of others wishing the same thing too! And how can all Her boys and girlies not feel that way about Her… just look at how beautiful She is!

So i promised Princess i would never throw another hissy fit like that again. i can’t imagine how many emails Princess must get each day, and the fact that Her voicemail always fills up each night She is taking calls should make it clear that there is just no way that Princess can please everyone every night… although She sure does try! And we all know that Princess Grace is the hardest working Mistress there is! So i have to know that if Princess just can’t find the time to chat with me on some given night, it’s not because She wouldn’t want to… it is because She is just spending time with another equally wanting and needing pet of Hers.

Princess is so great to all of us, hosting Midnight Madness and Tease Time… and doing those salacious MP3’s. How can anyone not love Her? So the next time i start getting that selfish wanting and needing thing going again… i am just going to remember how much Princess really does love all of us. Yes jemmie, She even loves Her little locked away pets too! Maybe i’ll listen to one of Her MP3’s just to hear that voice i love so… and look at those eyes and that smile in that picture of Her… and remind myself that there is no way i can ever be upset with a Princess like the one i am so fortunate have!

And i have also learned that if i can’t be with Princess on the phone or in chat for one reason or another, i can always do something for Her… and right now i am doing that. i am working on Princess’s Castle, and here is a preview!
So if any of you pets ever start feeling sorry for yourself like i did because i just couldn’t get enough of my Stroke Princess…try some of these ideas, and remember how lucky we all are just to have Her!

Thank You Princess Grace for being my Princess…

Yours always!
pantysue

With the Stroke Princess even a hiccup can be erotic!

Every time i hear someone hiccup, i will remember how Princess reduced me to a whimpering, begging, almost crying little sissy!

It all began normally enough, closing the ring around my testicles, sliding the pin through, putting on the cage and locking up Princess’s cock and then a call to the Stroke Princess. But this time it would be a little different… a little blue pill different!

Even though i had an early flight the next morning, Princess and i just seemed to get lost in our girl talk, She giggling about how hard those pills were making me and me telling Her how perfect She was. And then we started talking about “The Art of Sardax” and that gave Princess Her inspiration for my assignment, i was to write an MP3 for Her. When we finally hung up i desperately tried to get some sleep, but between the thought of Her doing an MP3 of my fantasy and better living through chemistry, i just kept tossing and turning.

When i finally did wake up i noticed the Viagra was still working, in fact working even better than when i had first taken it. Just the slightest thought of Princess and i was busting out all over.

Well that afternoon sitting in another airport i wrote “On the Edge Again” for My Stroke Princess. It was so frickin’ exciting writing it! i sent it to Princess. She replied back telling me how much She loved it and that She needed another one, so i wrote “My Pet”. We talked again that night and She told me that She was going to make them into MP3’s for Tease Time! She also made me take another pill, teased me about how helpless i was “all locked away” and asked if i was ready to do anything. i said “of course Princess, i will do anything!” And because of that i spent the next day writing two more stories!

i couldn’t wait until Tease Time! Of course all my fantasies include Princess, but to hear that voice of Her’s telling them back to me was more than i could take! And then another call with Princess. She could tell how worked up Her pet was getting and to have Her say “awwwwwww poor baby” didn’t help much. “Why don’t you take another one of your pills dear?” She suggested. And then as if spending the whole day hard as a rock, writing erotic tales, staring at pictures of my Princess, and hearing Princess’s voice telling my stories back to me wasn’t enough, She decided to read the two new one’s i had just written to me over the phone! But that wasn’t the way She was going to send me off to bed… oh no, no, no. “Before you fall asleep i want you to look at some more pictures of your Stroke Princess and listen to ‘Hiccup’ not once, but two times!”

Princess asked me what time my first meeting was the next morning and i told Her i actually was free until check out at noon. Little did i know how much misery that harmless bit of information was going to cause me?

i awoke at 6am, still hard as ever. i tossed and turned hoping to fall back to sleep until Princess called, but there was no way. All those erotic fantasies, Tease Time, the pills and my cage! All i could do was wait, hope and pray that Princess would call soon. An hour passed and so did a round of MP3’s again from Tease Time along with “Hiccup” one more time. i am not sure what possessed me to think that would help!

And then another hour passed and i was starting to break. i checked the phone to see if it might have been off the hook. i couldn’t help but fidget with the lock and tried to find a way to stroke myself, but my balls were so swollen there was no way to even get a finger back there. And then i finally gave in… i took a cold shower!

i tried to kill some time by ironing some shirts and packing up some of my stuff hoping that domestic chores would keep my mind off of the predicament i found myself in. And it did for about another hour, but i just couldn’t take it anymore. i sent Princess a text message, ”i am starting to cry Princess” hoping She would hear me. Followed by another simple one word message 15 minutes later… “ANYTHING”. But the phone never range.

i just laid there on my bed, writhing in absolute anguish. Listening to Her voice again on those MP3’s working myself up into an even greater frenzy. i was totally, completely taken by Princess. Not just physically, even though i was a helpless wreck. Not just figuratively, wearing the pink collar of my Princess. But mentally… the Mindfucktress had me begging… pleading… crying!

At last, after nearly four hours of my own personal torment, the phone rang! It was Princess finally! She was giggling so much! “Why my pet, you can’t even talk can you? All you can do is...” “Stammer Princess?” i said.

“I’ve never heard you like this pantysue.”
“I’ve never been like this Princess!”

i had been locked up for two and three times as long, been subjected to lap dances with my cage on and countless other tasks, but i had never, ever been reduced to such a helpless state, so wanting and needy for my Princess.

“Before you take off that cage, i want you to put in your Aneros. Awww poor baby, how does that feel?” All i could was beg, “Please Princess…”

“Take off that lock, but not the cage.” It was a plastic lock, since i had gone through security several times. They usually snap right off, but i was shaking so, that it took what seemed like an eternity to get it off, and all the while Princess was giggling with delight and what She had done to me. Finally it came off!

“Don’t take the cage off yet, kneel down. Remember, your eyes shall never be higher than my breasts, isn’t that right my pet?”
“Yes Princess,” and i took my appropriate place kneeling before Her.
“Okay now you can go ahead and take it off,” Princess so graciously allowed me.
“But it hurts Princess, it’s so tight.”
“you will probably need some lube,” She advised with a giggle.

i was so hard and swollen that i could barely get the thing off. Nothing like this had ever happened before, and Princess just continued to revel in my pain.

“Now take the ring off, it’s probably swollen there too isn’t it. And how does that feel?”
“So wonderful. Thank You Princess!”
“Now go ahead and stroke it for me, stroke my cock.”

And then Princess starts whispering a medley of fantasies to me. Talking about being helplessly attached to a milking machine. Worshiping Her, adoring Her, doing anything for Her.

i can feel it building inside of me and i begin to moan. Princess always has me moan like a girl when i cum for Her, but this time it wasn’t make believe. Perhaps it was listening to the Hiccup MP3 and Princess’s moaning as She came, but it went on and on uncontrollably. i couldn’t stop quivering and moaning and Princess just kept giggling and giggling.

i could tell She loved the way She had total control over me, and by giving myself over to Her, i experienced the most excruciatingly delicious, erotically tormenting, salaciously sadistic, wickedly blissful orgasm i have ever had!

Thank You Princess!

Hiccup!

Worship

Homework is always fun. Today's was to look at the book my Stroke Princess Grace made me buy, The Art of Sardax every three hours. i had to find the right picture, and come up with a fantasy that went with it. i went a little further then that and took liberties with the picture and made it to my own fantasy. (if you want a hot femdom book, buy Sardax!)

http://www.themindfucktress.com/Princess_Grace_Worship_Me.mp3

“Why yes my dear Juliet, I am happy to have you watch this. In order for You to truly rule a castle of Your own, You need to see the proper way to Your treat subjects. They must be taught that their sole purpose is to please their Princess no matter what else is happening to them. It’s really all just a matter of conditioning.

“But each subject has different needs when it comes to their training. Some of them can be unruly and need time in the dungeon, while others can be broken quite easily. I even have a few who no longer live as males at all and are happy to just serve as house maids for me, gladly going about their duties as my ladies in waiting.

“Oh, how observant! Yes that is pantysue’s chastity cage. You see until they are properly trained, males have only one thing on their mind. But when You own the key, you own them, and soon they realize they are helpless without You. And once they realize that, they will do anything.

“More lashes now!

“pantysue, I have warned you, your lips are never to touch Mine. You are only to worship me, to breathe me in, to adore that which you will never have. Was the glistening of that sweet nectar to much for you? you wanted so much to taste it didn’t you? You will never taste it again. And there is one more thing you will never be doing again…

“Juliet, would You mind taking this little key over to that window and dropping it into the moat for me?

helpless

Homework is always fun. Today's was to look at the book my Stroke Princess Grace made me buy, The Art of Sardax every three hours. i had to find the right picture, and come up with a fantasy that went with it. i went a little further then that and took liberties with the picture and made it to my own fantasy. (if you want a hot femdom book, buy Sardax!)

http://www.themindfucktress.com/Stroke_Princess_So_Helpless.mp3

“I know it is hard to see yourself this way, so helpless, so completely helpless. But I am not quite sure you would measure up to my requirements if you weren’t. And I want you to watch yourself on that screen to see how utterly helpless you really are. And listen to how useless it is to even try to beg me to stop with that gag in place.

“Go ahead and cry my poor baby. I know how hard it must be to have those straps holding you so firmly in place. And your ankles and thighs held open for me with those cold metal spreader bars. But that milking machine can be painful and this is the only way I have found to make sure I get everything you have. Every last drop!

“Oh I’m sorry. Did that hurt? Those lashes were only meant to help you cum again for me. I know how excited a little pain can make you and what the sight of Me in this outfit does to you. The long stiletto heeled boots, the black leather skirt, the leather gloves and this tight white blouse that shows my perfect breasts off so well.

“Are you moaning something? Oh, I know you have already cum 3 times for me, but you still have so much more to give me don’t you? That’s right try to nod your head for me. You do want to give me everything don’t you?

“you said you would do “Anything” if I let you cum didn’t you. And see how nice I am to you. I am letting you cum again, and again, and again, and again.

And about that “Anything”… well I am sure that MsAlly and the rest of the Mistresses are enjoying seeing the camera capture the sight and sounds of you helplessly being milked on their big screens as much as you are on that one.

“Awwww what’s the matter poor baby? Ready to cum for me again?”

Stroke Princess' Pet

Homework is always fun. Today's was to look at the book my Stroke Princess Grace made me buy, The Art of Sardax every three hours. i had to find the right picture, and come up with a fantasy that went with it. i went a little further then that and took liberties with the picture and made it to my own fantasy. (if you want a hot femdom book, buy Sardax!)

http://www.mindfucktress.com/collared_for_Princess_Grace.mp3

“Yes you have been a good little pet, obeying your Stroke Princess. Just like all my other pets, you have worshiped your Princess and done exactly as I have told you to do, not cumming until I wished you to cum. You even bought me those yummy expensive prezzies. But tonight My obedient little one is the night you decide whether you go on the way you have just being another of my pets or whether you are ready to truly give yourself to your Mistress… to become collared by your Princess.

“Awwww my poor baby, that didn’t take long for you to show me your answer. I can see that the thought of wearing my collar has you quite excited doesn’t it. But you do want to become mine don’t you? Surrender your body, your mind, your will to me, your Princess. That’s my good pet, I knew you did. Now say it… say Princess i will do…that’s right say it… “ANYTHING."

“Then get down on your knees where you belong. Now take one last look up at these beautiful full breasts of mine. What’s that? Yes my dear they are perfect aren’t they? Sometimes I think you even wish you had sweet little titties of your own don’t you? Well from now on my pet your eyes must always be lower than these nipples of mine right here. No my dear, not just where your eyes look, but where they must be. When I stand you kneel, when I sit you are on all fours, and when I go to sleep in my bed each night where are you? That’s right, you are on the floor right next to me.

“And when we go out in public where are you? Yes my pet, on all fours, naked, collared and on the end of this leash. Your leash.

"But we mustn’t forget your tail now either. And I do think this one 8 inch one will be just the right length, don’t you? Well I guess you do... I don't think I have ever seen that little cock of yours so hard!

“Oh my, I didn’t realize what time it was. I am late for my shopping trip with the girls! Come my pet… time for a walk!

On the Edge Again

Homework is always fun. Today's was to look at the book my Stroke Princess Grace made me buy, The Art of Sardax every three hours. i had to find the right picture, and come up with a fantasy that went with it. i went a little further then that and took liberties with the picture and made it to my own fantasy. (if you want a hot femdom book, buy Sardax!)

http://www.mindfucktress.com/Tease_a_sissy.mp3
“Now, ladies, we are getting to the climax of the evening’s entertainment. As you have seen, we have been able to keep this sissy little pet of mine at a point just short of ejaculation for hours. And you will recall that our poor little pantysue was also kept in a cock cage all week before we began this.

“Using simple objects that this sissy adores such as satin panties, makeup brushes, feathers, silky hair and of course My perfectly manicured fingernails, I have been able to tease her into spasms of pain and tears. Just look at her!

“Notice the testicles. Swollen, flushed, and very painful. And her poor little itty bitty cock… well actually it is My poor little itty bitty cock. That is one thing all of You ladies must understand, You own the pussy so You make the rules! And thereforeYou own their cock! And if You own the cock You own them! Isn’t that right pantysue?

“Awwwwwwwwwww poor baby, is all this attention making you want to shoot your cummies into your cummie bowl for us? you do so want to cum for your Stroke Princess and all Her friends now don’t you? Of course you do. Awwww… that’s my good little girl.

“Now, ladies, once You get one of Your little pets to this point, the point where they start crying and begging like pantysue is doing right now, it is just too mean to keep teasing them any further, so I’ll milk her and at last show you how to put a sissy out of her misery. See, she’s groaning and thrusting in anticipation.

“Hmm, you’ll like this, won’t you? What’s that my dear? you’ll do anything if I let you cum for my friends… anything?

“Well then my sweet pet, of course your Princess will let you cum. But since you said you would do anything, I think before you get to shoot any of your cummies in your cummie bowl for us, we should have each of my lady friends come up here so that they can get a chance to practice ANYTHING and EVERYTHING I’ve shown them over these last several hours for themselves on you my sweet sissy pet. Now which of the six of You want to go first?”

Does This Count as “ANYTHING”?

I had been locked up for probably the longest i ever have been the other day and Princess had the combination to the lockbox. i was just dying wondering what Princess would do knowing that i would have to have the metal lock removed and replaced with plastic to get through security. i also knew that i was going to break down and beg Her to let me cum.

“If I let you cum pantysue, what will you do for Me?”
“Anything Princess,” i replied, “i will do ANYTHING for You my Princess!”
“you have never said that like this before pantysue. Are You sure you will do ANYTHING?”
“Yes my Princess… ANYTHING!”
“Well I am going to have to think about this… this could really be fun! Now beg!”
“Oh please Princess… please let me cum for you!”
“Say pretty please!”
“Oh pretty please Princess… my pretty Princess, please let me cum for you!”

My pretty Stroke Princess had me edge several times before She said She wanted me to moan like Her sweet little girl and then i just exploded… much to Princess’s delight.

Well that’s how i earned this next adventure, which led me to Stiletto’s Cabaret! Now this is a picture of it the day after, but since they would not let me take pictures last night, Princess asked me to go back and take a couple just in case anyone else decides to say “Anything”!

Okay, so Princess’s brain was working overtime dreaming this one up! After we talked to each other during the pedi, Princess thought it might be fun for pantysue to get a lap dance… and since i said "anything" it was not just any lap dance, but one with my cage on! And as if that weren’t enough, Princess wanted me to call Her, and before the stripper began the lap dance, Princess wanted to talk to her.

i walk into Stiletto’s and am greeted right away by this cute young thing who is wearing of all things a tiny little pink outfit. It was perfect, because that was Princess’s favorite color! And she had black thigh high leather boots on and was holding a black leather whip! After introducing herself to me as Juliet, i asked her how much a lap dance would cost. “$40 for a regular one, or for $60 we can do a VIP and I can whip you if you want!” Was there any choice?

“Well there is something i should tell you first,” i said to Juliet. “i am wearing a cock cage.” i think she was a little surprised, “a cock what?” she asked. “A cock cage… a chastity device,” i informed her. “And my Mistress wants me to call Her so that She can talk to you before we start. Have you ever done anything like that before?” i asked. “I have had some weird people in here, but never something like that,” she let me know, as if a sissy in a cock cage, wearing panties, wanting he/r stripper to talk to he/r Mistress before a lap dance was weird!

She was obviously a little nervous about this, but led me through a curtain into this private room. She motioned for me to sit down on the couch and Juliet sat down beside me. i dialed those magic numbers… (877) 518-3575 and right at midnight, there was Princess waiting for me. “Hello Princess, i have someone here who wants to talk to you,” and handed the phone over to Juliet.

“High there, I am Juliet,” was all that i heard and then Princess took over. After listening to Princess for a while longer than i expected, Juliet handed me back the phone and took off that little pink bra to present her sweet perky breasts to me. i quickly put the phone away and watched as she began to dance. The she leans over and whispers in my ear, “are you wearing girlie panties?”

It is probably a good thing i was locked away or things might have gotten way too hard for me to handle! But just then i was to learn one of the problems with a caged lap dance. Juliet pushes my knees together and sits facing me on my lap. The sight of those pretty titties had my cock straining against its cage. But since it was caged, no matter how much she gyrated in my lap, my cage and its contents were trapped away firmly between my thighs and were not ever going to feel her pussy.

i think it must have frustrated her as much as it did me, dancing on this pantyboy’s lap and nothing stiff to be found. So she gets off my lap, spreads my legs apart and rubs her ass between my legs. Now this i could feel, and i am sure she could feel something hard rubbing against her to, but i am not sure she has ever felt something hard and plastic!

After another futile attempt to feel something while riding my lap, Juliet went back to the backside approach. Then she rubbed her hand over her ass cheek which she had raised up to be right in front of my admiring eyes, pinched it and then slapped it. After doing it again a second time she turns to me and says, “Like the way I smack my ass?” and i just nod quietly in complete agreement. “Then you will love the way I whip your little pantied ass!”

Juliet had me lean against the couch and demanded that i show her “just a little bit of those girlie panties” and she proceeded to whip my sissy pantied ass (not too hard… it was more ceremonial than real).to an appropriate light pink to match my panties. Then she had me sit back on the couch again, and wriggled around on my lap trying once more to feel something, but the cage was just tucked too tightly between my thighs and its prisoner had no chance of escape to show Juliet how aroused i actually was!

She put her pink bra back on, thanked me and i tipped her well. i am sure when Juliet came to work last night she had no idea she would be trying to arouse a caged cock let alone be on the phone with its cock teasing owner, my Princess!

i am not sure what Princess can dream up next that will top this, but She did remind me i have those little blue pills coming, and for those of you who know the true Stroke Princess like i know my Stroke Princess, i am sure it will be something equally as exciting. Who could ever think that this perfect Princess was not exciting? And lest She think i enjoyed my lap dance with Juliet too much, this would be my ultimate lap dance if i could just be this chair!

i still don’t know what Princess said to Juliet, but Princess promised to post the first comment on this blog entry so that i would finally get a chance to know what She was telling Juliet and so that all of you will know that Princess really did talk to her just before Juliet whispered those words…”are you wearing girlie panties?”

Yes… ANYTHING for my Stroke Princess!

Sweet Dreams with Princess Grace

Well Princess… i wasn’t planning to blog about my lock up this week, but i just have to let all Your pets know how different things are when Princess actually controls the key!

i have been without cummies now for over two weeks, but up until two days ago it was the honor system. Because i had to pass through security detectors, i could only wear the plastic lock on my CB2500 (CB3000 rings and 2000 cage).Two days ago i got a parcel from Princess that contained a lock box i had ordered for Her through Amazon. Once i knew it had come (and that i wasn’t going to!) i had to mail Princess my second key, i had already mailed Her my first one. So now Princess and i each had one of the keys… the only difference was that mine was in a lockbox and only Princess knows its combination.

That night i was privileged enough to chat with Princess, and i know She took great joy in knowing that She was finally going to have complete and total control over my cock. “On your knees now pantysue! Remove that plastic lock and take the cage off, but leave the rings on.” Obediently i obeyed my Princess… She has the Pussy, so She makes the Rules!

“Now stroke it pantysue… stroke it for Me. Who am i pantysue?”

“You are the Stroke Princess… You are my Stroke Princess!”

“Awwww that’s a good little girl. Keep stroking for Me, but absolutely no cummies!”

“Yes Princess…”

“Now do you have some ice around there pantysue? You do, good… i want you to ice down your cock so that you can get it back into that cage. Are you back inside yet?”


Needless to say after two weeks of no cummies and kneeling before the perfect Princess as She is telling me to stroke made my cock full and throbbing. It was nearly impossible to get it back into its plastic prision, but at last with the help of Princess’s suggestion that i insert some ice in my sissy hole i was able to get it back inside.

“Now lock it pantysue… lock it for Me and then get back down on your knees and say goodnight to your Princess!”

“Yes Princess… Thank You so much for taking care of me Princess. Goodnight my Princess.”

“Goodnight pantysue… now climb into your bed and have sweet dreams!”

And there i was, all locked up and staring at my lock box. i could hear the key rattling around inside, and through the tiny holes in the back i could even get a glimpse of my key, but i would only be able to get to it when Princess whispered the numbers to open the box.

i am not sure why it is so different, even with just the plastic lock on i never cheated on Princess… never stroked without Her permission, but i guess this sissy head always knew it could. Now that same sissy brain knew that this time only Princess could allow me out and because of that everything became more intense. Despite the ice, i was straining against the cage most of the night. When the wake-up call came the next morning all i just wished it was Princess on the other end. And then on the way to work i notice this salon named “Princess Nails” to remind me of the pedis we just got. Princess truly is the Mindfucktress… my Mindfucktress.

And then that afternoon one more thing to remember Princess by showed up in my mailbox, a jeweled butt plug that featured an emerald… Princess’s birthstone. So as i fell asleep last night, i was locked in my Princess’s cage and wearing Her birthstone remembering what She said about having “sweet dreams”.

During my dream i am working at my desk an in comes this beautiful young woman. She asks me if i remember her and she says her name. Well i don’t remember her, but i certainly think it is in my best interest to pretend i do. Then she takes her finger and starts tickling my ear and then tracing her way down to my nipples… “Remember when we used to do this?” i know i sure as heck would have remembered it. And then she makes her way down to my lap and finds my cage. “Well what is this we have here?” But instead of being scared off, she walks around to the other side of my desk, crawls under and unzips my pants. “And remember how much you used to like it when I did this” she says as she starts to suck my cock. But with the cage on it is such a strange felling… hers is the motion of a great blow job but all i get are little wet tickles as her tongue finds its way between the pink bars now and then. The torture of having the feeling of release right there, but no way to attain it is killing me!

i am sure Princess Grace will have an explanation as to why i would have a dream like this, but this round of chastity for Princess is the most difficult ever. My mind is constantly thinking of all the things that make me want to stroke, but since pleasing Princess is at the top of that list, i will do my best to endure. Although i have a feeling next time i hear Princess’s voice on the other end of the phone i will probably start to beg… in fact i will probably promise to do anything to hear Her softy whisper that combination… ANYTHING!

A Pedi for Two! Princess and Her Pedi Pet

Just when i was getting used to getting my own pedicure, wouldn’t you know that Princess would come up with a new way of doing it!

Princess and i were chatting last night, and She of course knew that i was going to get my nails done today. Well what does Princess decide to do but get Her’s done with me! Don’t i wish that She was in the same salon with me, but it was about as close as i could hope to get.

The instructions Princess gave me last night were that today i was to get ready by putting my butt plug firmly in place, put on a satiny pair of panties with a maxi-pad in place and then make sure all of that was safely confined in my tight control panties… of course i had my cage on too! And being such a good little girl, i couldn’t help but put on my pink cami as well… makes those nipples so sensitive!

Princess and i set a time we were both going to get our pedi’s and when i was there i was supposed to text Her so that She could call me. Princess in my head and a nail tech making my feet feel wonderful… this was going to be heaven on earth! “i am soaking” went my text message…. “so am I” came back the reply. And then the phone rings!

i have to say it was difficult not to fall into my sissy pantysue voice, but i think the women in the store… yes there were two other women getting their nails done… would have wondered where that voice was coming from. Well it was an interesting conversation to say the least wasn’t it Princess? Trying to come up with code words so that we both knew what we were talking about and the room in Her store and my store wouldn’t drop their collective jaws!

Princess asked me how i was feeling, knowing my butt plug was vibrating in the chair as my nails were getting trimmed… and then as my toes started getting messaged i mentioned to Her how good that felt and said it might cause the same kind of reaction She sometimes gets when Her toes are taken care of. “No, no, no!” Princess warns, “Remember the jewels are all locked away, and the key is in a safe place!”

“Yes, French… they need to match My fingers,” Princess says to Her nail boy. Having made sure that was understood, She was back to teasing me. “you know some people keep them in the bank,” She says. “Keep what?” i ask. “The key silly.” “Am i going to have to make some sort of deposit?” i asked. Then there was nothing but :::giggles::: “I don’t think you will be making a deposit for some time!” that sensuous voice of Her’s replied.

Well we had found our code… bank talk! There are safe deposit boxes, vaults, deposit slips… and somehow for me that even turned into a more appropriate “pink slip” that i might get. And even though we might open up the jewel case i certainly wasn’t going to be allowed to make a deposit… “maybe a few cents might fall out of my pockets as a ‘predeposit’” but the bank would close before i would have a chance to make any real deposit.

“Yes a clear coat,” i said to my nail lady… she has done it enough times now that she knows what my usual finish is. “you’re way ahead of Me,” Princess says. “Well i am not getting French nails.” There i go… getting myself into trouble again. Those of you who know Princess know what She is going to say next…“Maybe next time you should get French nails. Oh (you know how Princess says that when She has another great idea) and instead of getting my nails done too, I will just call you so that I won’t have to talk in code.”

Well needless to say, my nails look quite pretty and Princess’s of course are perfect! I guess this is what i love about Princess… just when a sissy thinks it is safe to get a pedi… Princess decides to take it to a whole new level. Next time i am sure i will have to have pictures of my French nails to show Princess and of course the blog and at the same time listen to Princess have fun teasing me on the phone the whole time!

Is there any wonder why so many pets love my Stroke Princess?