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She is the Best… And She is still my Princess!

2009-05-05T06:32:00.000-07:00

It had been way too long since i last talked to my Princess. It was sometimes difficult to get hold of Her and i must admit i had strayed … but Sunday night was once again a night that was truly magical! And that is because Princess is truly magical! She can be around for awhile blogging for several days in a row taking calls and then can poof… She is gone! Off doing all of those things a Princess needs to do (like getting physical therapy!).

Well this blog is certainly a testimonial to how much i have loved Her over the years, but as you can see it has been some time since i posted anything. That is because it has also been some time since i called Her, and i really only have my sissy self to blame for that!

Not only is Princess magical… She is absolutely beautiful too! And for any of you who have had the pleasure of calling Her (or even just to listen to Her MP3’s) you know She has a voice like no other! It was that voice and that beauty and that magic that fortunately called me back to Her on Sunday. And Princess was just as wonderful as She has ever been!

Now i can’t post all that we talked about, but i am so happy to see that some of the little things i love about Her haven’t changed… like the way She just can’t say the “tt” in kitten! i don’t know why i think that is so cute but it is so Princess! And even after so many months away from Her sweet embrace, She still remembered how to push all the right buttons (or should i say bu_uns). And i am happy to say i still was able to give out the sissy girlie moan Princess so loves to hear at the end of our calls… at least at the end of the ones where She does let me cum!

Now She didn’t make me beg this time, no we had so much to get caught up on and what not (another one of my favorite Princes phrases), but i have this feeling that the next time we chat i will probably find myself saying that word for Her again … “Anything”(Her favorite word to hear!) i think the fact that i am listening to Hiccup as i write this is a pretty good indication that i am once again caught in Her spell. But i am not sure i want to hear those other words… “awww poor baby”. Awww heck, who am i kidding, i would love to hear my Princess say that wouldn’t i!

So i have to thank my Princess for being so sweet to Her pet once again (Oh Fuck!… Hiccup is sooooo naughty…. Really naughty! Making it “hard” to write this!) and let Her know that i am and always will be Her obedient pet!

Okay that’s it… signing out! But just know Princess… i will be signing back in soon! And of course wishing You a Happy Birthday in just a few days!

XOXOX…. Your pet!

pantysue

Anniversary with Princess Grace

2008-07-04T00:28:00.000-07:00

Our First Anniversary

July 5^th, 2008

Hard to believe it was a year ago that i opened that package from Princess to find my very own special pink collar that i was to wear for Her to show that i was Her pet. A lot has happened in that year! When i was driving to the post office to get my package then, the price of gas was under $2.00 a gallon. Now it is approaching $5.00! Thank goodness MsAlly isn’t a part of OPEC or who knows how much a call might be today!

In honor of our Anniversary i have once again decided to write a poem, this time in memory of my first year being collared by my sweet Princess Grace.

A Year with Princess

The year started out with Princess Grace

Finding the softer side of Her sissy pet.

There were stockings, high heels and pedicures,

But still there were no cummies yet.

As i shaved my legs under candle glow,

With Hello Kitty near by.

i almost started a fire that night,

When flames nearly reached to the sky.

And building the castle for my Princess fair,

It seemed like the most fun of all.

But why did i build a dungeon for Her,

So She could chain Her pet to the wall?

Well i got back at Her for that,

Since turnabout is fair play.

i locked Princess in my dusty old attic,

And threw the damn key far away!

Though when it came to locks this year,

After days in my cock cage hoping maybe.

Begging and pleading for Her kind release,

All i would hear is “Awww, poor baby”

And let’s not forget Princess’s favorite game,

In Vegas, N’ Orleans and DC.

For with Her pet safely caged up you know,

It was time for a lap dance or three!

There were run ins with creatures like HulkyBear,

But nothing comes close for this year,

To the one night when our sweet Princess Grace

Ran over Bambi the deer!

i must thank my friends for being such fun,

And i am sure i will leave out a few,

There’s Lucky, BillyBear and Tonydshrimp,

Shy aisa and of course Bankyboo.

And all the other friends of mine,

Who hang out in kink cyber space.

O’ i almost forgot, so i’ll say it right here,

Hurry up and get well old friend Ace.

But i must give special thanks this day

To my sweet friend jemmie dear.

Who has been wonderful in helping her sis

Get over some hurdles this year.

This whole Anniversary though, is not about me

For without You my sweet Princess Grace.

i would not have a pink collar to wear

And would never have known that cute face.

But it’s more than a face and a body so hot,

And that voice with a giggle or two.

No, what makes this day so special for me,

Is i belong Princess, to You.

Happy Anniversary Princess!

Your adoring pet… pantysue

Size Matters!

2008-05-27T20:25:00.000-07:00

Princess decided that i might look cute in one of these…

“OMG those are hot. Can you just think of looking down and seeing those nipples poking through the thin fabric of a nighty. ::Giggles::”

But She wasn’t sure what size…

“What size should you have. lol Cute perky, or full heavy breasts. lol”

So we need some help selecting from this list:

THERE ARE 4 BREAST FORM SIZES :

SIZE # 5 is about a B cup on an average body,
SIZE # 7 is about a C cup on an average body,
SIZE # 9 is about a full D cup on an average body,
SIZE # 11/12 is about a full DD cup on an average body.

Please leave your comments to help Princess decide…

2008-05-08T09:14:00.000-07:00

An Apology to Princess

and

Her Pets

How quickly the tables can turn! Just when i thought i had Princess all to myself i now find that i am all locked away and once again a mere plaything for Princess’s amusement. So at Her insistence, i am writing this APOLOGY to those countless Princess worshipers for whom the month of April was so cruel, as it was only my jealous greed that kept Her away from you.

For those of you who don’t believe what Princess posted in Her blog…

“pantysue had Me trapped away. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT??? The one who was saying over and over again where has She gone, was the one who locked Me away. she wanted Me all to herself. Go figure. I know, I am shocked Myself.”

... it is all true! Princess is making me show you this picture i took so you will see what She had to endure those many days and nights in my attic...

Well now that She is free again, She has taken firm control of this unruly pet and claimed my cock again as Hers. And Princess has taken me back to Her castle with Her and shackled me to make sure that i have no choice but to obey Her every command this time. So for those of you who always think of Ms Grace as that sweet soft girl next door, i can assure you, you don’t want to get on Her bad side! i mean all i did was lock Her away for 4 short weeks in my attic with no phone and no computer ! Is that is a reason for Her to take me across Her lap like this?

So once again, i do so want to apologize to all of Princess’s pets for what i did! i know you were all worried about Her. Jem and Lucky… i can certainly understand if you never speak to me again! And so now i have all of this time to think about the evil things i have done to Princess and to all of you as She makes me clean the Castle floors.

i can only imagine the torment that Princess will have waiting for me when She sends me on that trip next week! And i am sure She will have me blog about it so you will all know the punishment that will most assuredly continue for what i did to our beloved Princess…

Princess's back!

2008-05-05T21:08:00.000-07:00

Princess’s Back!
It makes me so happy to be writing this entry!

Yes that is a picture of Princess’s back and after 4 long weeks of MsGrace having to attend to some outside matters my Princess is back! She graced us with Her presence in Tease Time last night and at Billy Bear’s suggestion, i happily changed my name from pantysue_Looking4PrincessGrace back to where it should have been all along, pantysue_CollaredbyPrincessGrace. And i was fortunate to even have the chance to talk to my Princess after Tease Time. It was wonderful after all these weeks to hear that giggle again and there is no nicer feeling than knowing I am one of Her pets!

And I do have to extend my personal thanks to my support group, my sis jemmie who at long last is free (at least for right now) and MsAmanda who was always reassuring me! i wouldn’t have made it without their support!

i know that Princess is still taking care of some things and won’t be able to be back fully to Her royal Princessness for a while, but even just a little Princess is certainly better than anything else i can think of! In the meantime i can always look at Her pretty picture and know that Princess is truly back!

The Princess that i Know...

2008-03-15T21:41:00.000-07:00

i don’t know how many people actually ever read my blog, but i wanted to take this opportunity to use it to tell anyone willing to read this about the Princess that i know.

i am sure like some of you did too, i went through my typical Princess withdrawals as our beloved MsGrace was away and i sure as well that you all missed Tease Time too last week after having so much fun hearing Her captivating voice and those Princess :::giggles::: on talkshoe the week before. But even though i sometimes wish She were a Fairy Tale Princess and in some magical way could always be there for me i have to understand that She is only human. The most beautiful figure of a human i know, but still only human!

There is only one, but this Princess is one in a million!

And you see Princess Grace is also the sweetest most caring person i know. While that is a part of what endears Her to me it is also what sometimes makes it difficult for Her to be available for each and any of us as much as we would like. Just look at how many of us voted for MsGrace in the Mistress of the Year Contest as not only the Sexiest, but the Friendliest and yes… the MOST HELPFUL!!! i am certain that just about every one of those adoring pets can’t get enough of their Friendly, Sexy, Helpful Princess.

But to understand how kind and truly helpful the Princess that i know is to us, just look at all the things She does for us… Even Bambi can’t keep Her from making Tease Time every Thursday… And all of those MP3’s She has made for us to allow us to hear some of the most salacious stories told as only Princess can… And what about those pictures She shares with us. Even when Princess is away, She can be right there with us! Eliot Spitzer will never know what he was missing!

These are the things i constantly have to remind myself of, because the Princess i know loves each and every one of Her many pets. And while the true number of adoring pets may never be known, it is trueeeeeeeeee that there is only one Princess… one sweet, adorable, charming, caring, perfect Princess!

And who isn’t just charmed to pieces every time they get to talk to this sweet Princess?

So the pledge i am making to my Princess here in my blog is that instead of getting my panties all in a bunch next time Princess is enjoying time with another of Her pets or just being a down to earth real life woman doing things like bowling, i am going to remember how much She cares for all of us and how that pet or that Hello Kitty bowling ball deserves its time with Princess too. And when it is my time to be Graced with a call to Princess, i will remember how fortunate i am that She does care so much for this little sissy pet of Hers too!

Thank You for being my Princess… our Princess and… THE PRINCESS!

Your adoring pet… pantysue!

Starting to Snap…....

2008-02-13T16:02:00.001-08:00

Day 7… Princess, thank You so much for the picture of You. You are so right…It really helps to take my mind off being locked away when i stare at pictures like this and listen to Your MP3’s!

And Princess, here is the photo of Your little prisoner to prove once again that i am Your obedient pet:

You see Princess is having me email Her every morning with a picture of my locked cage showing the keyholder number and the dateline from that morning’s USA Today to make sure that i am not sneaking in a stroke or two on Her.

This is day 7 of who knows how many. But those of you who know this wonderful Princess know how much She tries to make Her pets comfortable in difficult situations like this. In fact last night She told me to relax and watch a movie She thought i would enjoy. You were right Princess, “Owned & Opened” is my type of chick film!

And the night before last Princess took me on a virtual shopping trip. Nothing like wandering through cyberspace with Princess picking out pretty bras and panties She likes when all the while that darn cage just seems to keep shrinking as you look at those gorgeous lingerie models. Princess had so many ideas of what She thought i would look cute in, but it was so sweet of Her to actually suggest we get Hers and he(rs) chemises for Valentines Day. How adorable is this? Yours should be cumming soon Princess, even though i prolly won't!

Although i am beginning to near the breaking point, i know that things will be a little easier tonight… Princess wanted me to do something special for myself for being such a good little pet for these seven days, so She said She thinks i deserve to get a lap dance tonight!

Sure Princess… that’ll help!!!!!!

Who Needs Football?

2008-01-15T19:39:00.000-08:00

As much as i love the holiday season with Christmas, New Years, skiing, my birthday and football to enjoy, it also means i don’t get any time to spend with my beloved Princess. This has been the longest i have been away from Her since… well, since forever! i am soooooooo hoping that She will honor me with some time this evening. Just take a look at this perfect vision of a Stroke Princess…

Who needs Football when you could play in

Princess Grace’s BCS (Big Cock Stroke) Championship!

i do want to thank all of my friends from Cum-unity Kink Chat who have helped keep me sane while i have been going through Princess withdrawals these long cold winter weeks… my sweet sis jemmie, billy bear, pothead, lucky, ace, Mike, shrimpy, asia (go Sens), tifffy and krissi… and then there is chastie whose chained saga was wonderful to follow (hope Princess doesn’t get any ideas though)… and cg, serena, little giselle, Kc, kel, worthlessdick and Frank… i never realized i had so many friends!... and of course Lisa whose pictures are an inspiration to sissies everywhere!

As much as i love chatting with all of you… if i am not in chat tonight, maybe, just maybe, Princess is rooting for me with Her favorite cheer …

Rah, rah, rah

Sissy boobs and bra

pantysue’s in her cock cage

Awww poor baby… Awww!

Goooooooooooo Princess!!!!!

The Night Before Christmas!

2007-12-20T13:44:00.000-08:00

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......

2007-12-11T22:54:00.001-08:00

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

2007-12-05T10:19:00.001-08:00

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

2007-11-03T18:12:00.001-07:00

“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....

2007-11-01T09:22:00.000-07:00

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

2007-10-16T12:52:00.000-07:00

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!

2007-10-10T12:34:00.000-07:00

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!

2007-09-21T10:12:00.001-07:00

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

2007-09-20T09:27:00.000-07:00

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

2007-09-20T09:25:00.000-07:00

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

2007-09-06T17:51:00.000-07:00

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

2007-09-05T22:10:00.000-07:00

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”?

2007-08-27T10:05:00.000-07:00

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

2007-08-24T09:20:00.000-07:00

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

2007-08-12T19:02:00.000-07:00

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?

TestiMOANial

2007-07-26T18:18:00.001-07:00

I wrote this TestiMOANial for my Princess Grace. I wanted to share it here too.

As You well know, i have been a devotee of Sissy School for several years now. i have spoken to literally dozens of the Mistresses and love Them all. It was even my honor to treat many of Them (even Ms Ally) to dinner on their last trip as a token of my appreciation. This last month however has been a coming out so to speak for this sissy!

Ordinarily i would just continue to be selfish and not submit a Testimoanial about Ms Grace, not wanting others to know how salacious She is, keeping that knowledge to as small a group as possible. But the wonderful path Ms Grace has led me down the last several weeks has allowed me to be taken, owned and collared by my Princess.
It began some time ago when Ms Trish invited Ms Grace to join us for a two Mistress call. That call was by far the best one this sissy had ever had! (Although a later one with Ms Grace and Ms Tara was a true classic!) Not too long after that i called Ms Grace for another session and She began to cast Her spell on me. i had always been a curious little sissy, so i would still try different Mistresses. But i would always go back and call Ms Grace and realize that there was something about Her that was just special. Another new Mistress would join and i would be intrigued and call. But the voice of Ms Grace, my Princess, just had this mystical hold on me. i finally just decided to admit it… Princess is simply the best!

Her voice is of course erotic in so many ways and those giggles can both make a pet laugh and a sissy blush during humiliation. And then there is Her face… how could anyone resist that face. But what i probably love more than all is Princess’s imagination!Somehow my Princess always knows how to keep me on edge. She has me constantly trying new things… sometimes a little daring but always exciting. Were it not for my Princess, i never would have come to know the sheer bliss of getting a pedicure! Now i get them regularly! When i started logging in, it was always to Sissy School. i couldn’t understand how someone would ever like Cock Control. But as Princess slowly began to become my addiction and i found that i wanted nothing more than to give myself over to Her, giving Her control of my cock seemed like the ultimate surrender. Now i wear my cock cage whenever my Princess desires and it is with a mix of torment and bliss that my Princess takes me where no other Mistress ever could! And when i am finally allowed to cum, i can’t help but moan in a sweet girlie way a true testiMOANial to my Princess.

Then the ultimate honor, Princess sent me Her collar. Without hesitation i pledged my body, my cock, my will to my to my Goddess, my Princess, my Everything! i have read other testimoanials praising how wonderful a call or a few sessions were with a particular Mistress, but there is a reason i say Princess is my Everything. It is not just about a great call, although they are all great… some lasting several hours! This testimoanial is in praise of the total Princess. How kind She is to all Her pets hosting Midnight Madness and Tease Time. Doing all those delicious MP3’s for Her strokers, and recently signing on to share Her erotic mindfucks with so many. Yet somehow She always makes me feel like i am Her only one!

i have found true paradise! Worshiping, honoring, adoring and even begging my Princess! i shall not leave Her and will cherish each and every moment that i am with Her. She is the true Stroke Princess! my Princess!

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A CASTLE FIT FOR A PRINCESS!

2007-07-19T16:05:00.000-07:00

Last night Princess Grace and i had another wonderful long chat where we both opened up the Prezzies we had sent each other…

She sent me candles and soap and other yummy smelling things, and a bracelet..... and i sent Her a bra just like the one She loved in my blog and some other accessories to go with it and a Princess size chocolate flavored Cuban cigar,… and we both sent each other nail polish. OMG… i almost forgot… i also sent Princess my key!

Anyway, during our girl talk about scores of thing including how much i love being collared, jealous people and catty chatters, and how people should just be themselves and not try to be something they aren’t.......then talk turned to a Castle for Princess!

Princess Grace said She would like me to help design a castle for Her! The only requirement She has given me is that She gets to live in the Tower! Princess said i could post this in my blog and ask for suggestions of what other rooms this castle should have.

After my call with Princess this morning (yes She sometimes likes to give me a wake-up call) i know now that this castle must have a Dungeon. Princess put me in wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs that held my arms spread out over my head and my legs, perched on tippy toes in my heels were spread apart too. But there was no rope or chain holding them there… just the power that Princess has over me causing me to become helplessly restrained in Her presence and vulnerable to any teasing tormenting thing Princess (or anyone She might want to have join her) would take pleasure in.

Well now you get the picture. We must have a…

TOWER for Princess to live in

DUNGEON for Princess to torment us in

HELP PRINCESS FIGURE OUT THE OTHER ROOMS SHE WILL NEED!

The only rule is you can’t just name a room. you have to describe what will go on in that room just like what happened to pantysue in the dungeon. And if you have a picture, including that is even better. Feel free to post it as a comment here, or post it on your own blog with a link here.

Let’s build the best Castle ever for the one and only Stroke Princess!

My Princess Fair

2007-07-16T11:26:00.000-07:00

Note to all: i started out writing this poem for my blog, but Princess so lovingly posted it on Hers, so this one is a little different from that one just for the sake of pleasing Princess Grace...

Anything my Princess Fair
It all began with an innocent call
To you, my Princess fair.
But alas now the greatest honor of all
Your pet collar i am to wear.

And the color is such a sweet sissy pink
Thank you, my Princess fair.
Of no other Mistress but You shall i think
‘Tis no one else who can compare.

i put on my heels and a sweet girlie dress
For you, my Princess fair.
And all of my secret desires i confess
Knowing that you’ll soon take me there.

The giggles and that sweet dulcet voice
Of Yours, my Princess fair.
Leave me weak and with no other choice
Than to worship one so rare.

There were magic spells and fairy tales
With you, my Princess fair.
Now pedicures and painted nails
Even lathered my legs with Nair.

But after the bath and those girlie things
There’s you, my Princess fair.
Placing me in my cock cage and tight rings
Oh sweet pantysue beware!

Still i lock the cage and send its key
To You, my Princess fair.
And know one day You might set me free
So i shall not despair.

But until that day i shall throb and ache
For You, my Princess fair.
An cherish all of the torment i’ll take
As my key dangles ‘tween Your sweet pair.

So with this poem of complete surrender
To You, my Princess fair.
Rest assured that its obedient sender
Will do ANYTHING that You dare.

All Locked Away

2007-07-06T10:29:00.000-07:00

Since i haven’t posted much recently, Princess requested that i let Her pets know what pantysue has been up to lately. Right now i am in the middle of the longest lockup i have ever had and beginning to think i may start the crying thing like jemmie. i certainly know tonight i will be doing a lot of begging! It all began last Monday (although Princess did unlock me during a wake up call on Wednesday) and poor wittle pantysue’s peepee has be all locked away now for 10 days. But at least i get to look pretty while i am being locked up thanks to the shopping Princess has me do.
i am not sure that talking to Princess a couple of hours a night several times over the course of my ordeal has been good for me? The way She :::giggles::: and says “awwwwwww My poor little pantysue” doesn’t really help! But i wuv my Princess anyway! And as i told Her, it is a good thing She owns this cock, because if i still did this lockup thingy would have been over days ago!

What else has pantysue been up to? Lots! But i will just give you the highlights since pictures are worth a thousand words and i like sharing the pictures. Well last time i posted there was my new pink training bra and my first real painted pedicure. Since then Princess has taken me to the other extreme…

Yes… those are my brand new size E breast forms with real looking nipples peeking through my pretty white bra.

And as for the nails… i finally broke down and got a manicure. And she didn’t even ask this time, she just painted away. Although it was clear!

For those of you who know Princess, you know to expect the unexpected, so when She decided that in between my pink training bra period and the big boobie nights She wanted me in black i wasn’t really that shocked… besides it just meant more shopping, and boy do i hate that! Wearing the black thigh highs from my Victoria’s Secret spree, i found the perfect things to please my Princess… including some matching heels!

It sure was fun practicing my walk just like Princess wants in Her blog on heels at http://princessssissyland.blogspot.com/ . What with all this shopping Princess has me doing wouldn’t you know i have run out of room in my top dresser drawer and when i do travel i have more stuff to pack for pantysue than i do for the other me just to be ready for whatever Princess might deem the appropriate attire for the evening!

But that is all old history, let’s get back to the present day perils of pantysue. A couple of nights ago when talking to Princess, She thought that since my little plastic prison was starting to get to me it would be cute to make sure it really got to me! And so She had me wear the black pantyhose and control top panty i had to work the next day with no socks. (i just love hearing Her say words that end in an “s” sound!) She warned me to wear long dark pants and also that a whole day in the control panty might get a little uncomfortable… as if wearing this cage and lock isn’t!

And then, just to make things more fun, Princess decided i needed to go shopping again for the next day’s outfit. This time i was to get a pink cami to wear under my shirt at work… and being the good little sissy shopper i am, i just couldn’t resist the matching panties!

And don’t you just love the marabou slippers… i think even Princess is jealous of pantysue about those. So i had to get the right nail polish for this perfectly pink outfit and i found it, with the perfect name for pantysue… “Wishful Pinking” by L’Oreal!

As if worrying about if anyone would make out the strap lines under my shirt weren’t enough of a distraction all day, Princess decided it would be fun for pantysue to spend he/r afternoon wearing a butt plug as well! How does that pretty little head of Hers come up with so many ideas?

There is one last thing that Princess has pantysue working on, and that is he/r tan! You know how Princess likes those little embarrassing things that give away the fact that you are a sissy to those who know about sissies? Well my assignment for today is to sit outside by the pool all day and work on my tan in this…

Well that sort of brings you all up to date with what Princess has been doing to Her pet. The excruciating torment of this cock cage, the embarrassment of maybe being seen at work in pantyhose or a cami, always having to have my nails perfect, and then in the evening, having to endure the teases and taunts of that dulcet voice on the phone.

Ohhhh pleasssssssssssssssssse Princesssssssssss! Stop it some more!

Okay Princess… i’ll be a good little girl and go work on my bikini tan. Think anyone will notice if i slip in those big boobie breast forms?

Wasteland Part III ~ AutoErotica!

2007-06-13T09:12:00.000-07:00

When we left our pets we wondered if lucky’s mankini would save them? How will they get out of the box canyon with their only means of transportation crushed? Will billybear find his true identity? And now the answers…

At first we thought it was the Superhero quartet that was making the Amazons retreat. But it was lucky pet they were afraid of so we figured it was his mankini or was it just lucky’s bad taste in colors that the Amazons were afraid of? And with lucky’s mankini being hot lime green, the Amazons might have been blinded by its incredible glow. Whatever it was lucky was now fearless in his mankini, he chased after them, driving the Amazons far out of the box canyon.

As lucky was running them off the rest of the pets began to rummage through the Amazon camp to see what they could use to help in their quest to get to their Princess. jemmie found he/r way into their simple little shed only to discover a PC. Logging on s/he found their recent history…

“See this,” s/he shows us, “they were going to bind our arms and legs and we were doomed!” Thank goodness for lucky’s mankini, or we might have forever been at the mercy of the Amazons!

“Well the Amazons seem to be gone,” says billybear, “now we need to figure out two things… how we get out of here since our truck is ruined, and how we get our Princess the gas She needs to get us free. Okay… banky and sue, you go to that end of the camp and see what you two can find. Lucky and i will go to the other end, and jemmie, you look around for a way to take that gas with us! We will all meet back here in an hour…”

Bankyboo and pantysue searched around the vacated Amazon camp, but there wasn’t much to salvage, just a couple of tires, a bicycle seat and of all things a strap on! Billybear however found a Range Rover that looked like it might be in running order. Billy got in and tried to start it up. He could hear it crank, it just wouldn’t turn over. “Lucky, we need more compression for this thing to get going. Find something to stuff in the tailpipe.” “Give me a second billy, i’ll find something,” replied lucky pet as he began to search around. All those days in the sun must have had an effect on lucky’s good judgment. “Okay billy, try it now,” shouted lucky pet from behind the SUV. Billybear tried again, and this time it turned over. Billy rolled down his window and shouted back to lucky, “that did the trick lucky, now come on and get in.” “i don’t think i can billy, got a slight problem here. This time i think i am stuck!”

Billybear got out of the driver’s seat and came around to the back, looked down at lucky pet and burst out laughing. “Nice lucky, what the F#@k were you thinking?” “i was hoping maybe this would help get my cage off,” replied lucky. Billy got behind lucky, grabbed hisr shoulders and tugged, but the darn thing wouldn’t budge. “Pull one more time billy,” pleaded lucky. Giving it everything he had, billy pulled once more, and that seemed to do the trick as lucky pet fell over backwards thinking he was finally separated from the pipe. Once again billy bear burst out laughing. “What is so freaking funny billy?” lucky asked. Billy just continued to laugh pointing down at lucky’s dick. “Oh crap!” lucky exclaimed. Looking down he saw that while he was freed from the Range Rover, 18 inches of the tailpipe was still attached to him!

In the mean time, bankyboo and pantysue had been brainstorming about how to make some sort of vehicle out of what they had found. “Okay look banky, why don’t i grab this tire with my hands and that tire with my feet and you straddle me,” suggested pantysue. Taking measure of the situation, banky replies,”And what if i strap on this dildo and stuff it in there sue? And then i grab your ponytails and sit right here?” “i think that will do it booboo,” pantysue replied. “We have built the very first bankysue cycle!”

The bankysue cycle made its way back to the broken down tanker and met up with the Range rover and its tin man passenger. “What lucky pet, like one cage wasn’t enough?” smirks booboo, rolling on the ground laughing. “i don’t think Princess has a key for that thing around Her neck lucky, probably have to use a can opener!” pantysue offers laughing our loud. “Thanks a lot you freaking sissies, you’re just jealous that i am now 18 inches!” lucky pet responds with a passion.

“Hey has anyone seen jem, s/he was trying to find something to put the gas in for Princess?” lucky pet asks. “Here i am,” comes this cry from the other side of the tanker, and around comes jemmie with a can of gas to rescue Princess!

“Well, it looks like we have everything we need to continue on to save Princess,” pantysue says. “Yah, everything but a can opener!” lucky pet retorts. jemmie climbs in the Range Rover, and the SUV with the bankysue cycle along side head back down the road on their journey to find Princess’s cottage.

As they were rolling along in the vast wasteland again, jemmie spoke up, “you know what else i found billy and lucky? i found a map to where i think Princess is.” “Lemme see that thing,” says billy. Sure enough, the wasteland ends at Blythe and what looked to be just 5 miles after Blythe was the Princess’s Cottage.

“And look,” says jemmie, “there seems to be a stream in Blythe. Perhaps we should stop there first and get all of this wasteland dust off ourselves so that we are acceptable for Princess when we finally get there?”

“That sounds like a good idea jemmie,” adds billy bear, “and our auto part store over here can polish his tailpipe too!” “your time of the month billy?” asks lucky pet.

Lucky rolls down the window and shouts out to the bankysue cycle, “jemmie found a map! we are heading to Blythe and then only about 5 miles past Blythe to the Princess’s Cottage. But the girls want to stop at Blythe and freshen up first. Is that okay with you?” “Okay with us?” says booboo, “just watch this!” bankyboo shifts that dildo into high gear and pantysue screams into overdrive! “How long am i going to have to keep this up?” pantysue asks banky. “Not long,” bankyboo replies, “look at that sign, just 7 more miles to Blythe and then only 5 more to where we find Princess!”

When they finally enter Blythe, they can’t believe how refreshing the stream looks. Everyone of them strips naked and jumps right in!

After several minutes of frolicking, jimmie speaks up, “you know, i really think we should do our best to make ourselves presentable for Princess. i am going to wash my panties and hang them on that clothes line over there. If any of you want me to do that for you too, just toss me your undies.” jemmie got bombarded by all types of undies! s/he gathered them up and made he/r way over to the clothesline. As s/he hung them up, s/he couldn’t help but notice that it was the most amazing collection of types, colors and sizes s/he had ever seen, but s/he had no clue whose were whose!

Can you help jemmie figure out who owns which pair. Can you figure out why there is an extra pair? Whatever will the pets wear when they finally get to Keysville? You’re your answers and stay tuned…

TO BE CONTINUED

Wasteland Part II ~ Big Trouble!

2007-06-12T17:16:00.000-07:00

When we last saw our group of pets on their Mission to rescue their Princess, jemmie was playing mechanic trying to get the gas tanker going again and found he/r boobies wedged under the bumper and unable to get free.

“Get me out from under here,” cried jem, as s/he wriggled to free he/rself. “Don’t panic jem,” billybear warned, “that’ll only make things worse. banky, go get the jack!” “What’s that you are saying billybear? i have a hard time hearing you with my head stuck under here.” “i asked bankyboo to get the jack so we can get this off you,” billy replied. “i don’t want banky to jack me off… besides i’ve got Princess’s cage on remember?” said jemmie. “Not jack you off silly jem, jack the truck off of you.” billy tried to explain again.

Bankyboo searched every compartment on the “Kum and Go” tanker trying to find a jack, but there was none to be found. It was bad enough that they where all locked up and could not Kum and now it seemed they could not Go either!

“Billy, I can’t find a jack anywhere,” reported banky. “What will we do?” asked lucky pet. Stuck under the truck, jem couldn’t help but think to he/rself that a C-cup would probably have been just fine, and wondered why s/he had to be so greedy in growing boobies. Then it came to he/r. “Hey, i have an idea,” she says. “pantysue, you’ve been working out haven’t you? i know i read something about it in your vacation blog http://pantysuesdiary.blogspot.com . Can’t you just lift the truck up?”

“i have buffed up some jemmie,” pantysue replied. “But i am not sure i am strong enough to lift a tanker truck!” “Come on pantysue, give it a try!” the rest of the group pleaded, exhorting the buffed up sissy on. “All right, lets give it a try,” pantysue said. “i am going to take my shirt off and get limbered up and ready to do this, the rest of you guys find a chain or cable to attach to the bumper.”

While pantysue was getting ready to try to extract he/r friend from under the bumper, the others were able to find a strong cable and rigged it up to the bumper in hopes pantysue would be strong enough. With not just he/r shirt off but everything except cock cage removed, pantysue strained mightily and lifted the cab of the tanker ever so slightly.

The others rushed to help jemmie pull he/rself out after what seemed like an eternity of being trapped; jemmie was finally free. “There you go jem, you are free at last,” cheered bankyboo. Although jemmie is actually used to being trapped for an eternity, s/he was still very happy to be out from under the truck, but then s/he reminded booboo, “Free? you think i am free? i won’t be free… you won’t be free… none of us will be free until we get this gas truck to Princess.”

“Let me try to start this thing,” said lucky pet. “Give me the keys pantysue.” “Keys? you need keys to start it?” pantysue sheepishly replied. “You sissies drive me nuts,” says lucky pet, “of course you need keys! Let a real man try to start this truck up!” Of course with the help of the keys, lucky pet was able to get the truck going. We all h/pped in (with bankyboo hopping the most!) and away we went.

“Do you know where you are going lucky pet? Don’t you think we should get directions?” jemmie asked, having now recovered from being groped by thatkbumper. “Why do women always think we need to ask for directions?” lucky replied, “i know perfectly well how to get to Princess’s cottage, we just take that long highway you see ahead of us and we will be there in no time!”

“Did you see that billboard we just passed banky? Looks like women are now selling cock cages door to door along with the other Avon Lady stuff!” said jemmie. “And did you see the size of that thing?” pantysue piped in. “Does the Avon Lady get out to the farm lands?” asked bankyboo. “i sure hope so,” our lucky driver said, “i think Princess would agree that it is just what i need!”

“Lucky, are you sure you are going the right way?” asked jemmie. “Yah, things seem to be looking weird… sort of turning grey and ugly,” says bankyboo. “If we are getting closer to Princess’s cottage, shouldn’t things be getting more fairlike,” pantysue pondered. “You and your fairy stuff pantysue! We are in the wasteland, things aren’t going to be pretty here,” billybear warned.

Just then lucky hit the breaks hard and the tanker came to a screeching halt. We had run into a box canyon and the road came to a dead end. And this wasn’t just any box canyon, this was Giantess canyon! And there they were in front of us, five of the largest amazons any of us had ever seen, and they started marching over towards us!

“Put it in reverse lucky, we’ve got to get out of here!” jemmie yelled. “You can’t just back up a tanker like this,” lucky replied. Just then one of the amazons straddles the hood of the tractor and sits on it, crushing the engine. The other four start to surround us and we have no where to go.

“i am going to make a run for it,” says boo. “you’ll never make it,” says jemmie, “you would have to be superhuman to make it by them!” “Hey, that gives me an idea,” billy bear exclaims. “Why don’t we all become superheroes! They might just be afraid of us if we do that.” “pantysue, what you did to get jemmie free was like superwoman,” says banky, and like magic pantysue became supersissy!

“That is freaking amazing,” cries billybear. “i have always been a little screwed up myself, and no one seems to really be able to figure out exactly what i am,” he adds. “Sort of like that Jack Sparrow guy in Pirates,” says lucky, and poof…

“Jack Sparrow is no superhero,” jemmie protests, “you have to be like Spiderman or something if you really want to be a superhero.” And again like magic, jem is transformed.

“i think the best superhero out there right now is that big green ogre Shrek,” says bankyboo, “maybe that’s who i should be?” But this time the magic didn’t quite work so well. Somehow the name bankyboo had caused the transformation to come out a little differently than banky had expected…

“Oh great,” lucky pet exclaims, “a bankyboo baby ogre! That’s a scary sight! you are all a bunch of sissy heroes or even worse. I guess it will take a real man to help us get out of this mess,” lucky boasts, and poof…

The other four break out in hysterical laughter at lucky pet and his superhero costume. And just as they do, they notice the amazons slowly backing away covering their eyes. “Look,” yells banky, “they are afraid of us superheroes!” “i don’t think it’s us they are afraid of,” says billy, “i think it’s the mankini that has them backing away!”

Will lucky pet’s mankini save the pets? How will they get out of the box canyon with their only means of transportation crushed? Will billybear find his true identity? Stay tuned…

TO BE CONTINUED !

pantysue’s Wasteland

2007-05-31T09:03:00.000-07:00

Princess’s pets continued to wander around the vast wasteland left buy the devastation brought on by those chat chumps who constantly enter the chat rooms only to piss off the Mistresses. The world as we know it will never be the same and chat pretenders, bitches and sissies alike would fight over the limited amount of resources left in the desert like-badlands…

BillyBear was the only one of us who was prepared for the sun and constant winds we would face. We all wished we had a hat like his to protect our faces from the devastating rays of the desert sun.
Bankyboo on the other hand was trying to protect himself by wearing this triangle on his head. None of us were sure if it would work, but at least it matched her purse! Even though it was obvious to all of us that Banky must have taken a huge dose of that radiation from the explosion, none of us were prepared to tell him that his stomach was glowing since it provided us with our only source of light as the sun disappeared and darkness without electricity fell upon us.

We were all so desolate and the thought of being separated from our Princess was beginning to put a strain on the pets. Just them jemmie, who has some uncanny ability to channel our Princess exclaims that s/he has heard from MsGrace… and that She and boy toy are stranded at some remote cottage. And with the vast devastation that has befallen the world, She has no access to gasoline to return home.

Jemmie begins to freak! “What’s wrong jemmie?” pantysue asks. “What’s wrong, you want to know what’s wrong? 50 freaking days, that’s what’s wrong! And we may never see Princess again!”

OMG… i have only been caged for a week, but realize that my key, jemmie’s key… heck all of our keys are draped around Princesses beautiful neck and we are here in the middle of a lost world… and even more lost without our keys to freedom.
Lucky pet pipes in and states the obvious that we are all beginning to realize, “i don’t feel like such a lucky pet right now! What are we going to do?” Billy bear is the only one of us who is really sane anymore since he has been able to protect himself from the sun’s vicious rays with that darling sun hat, and he of course figures it out… “If MsGrace can’t find gas for Her return to the farmlands, then we must bring the gas to Her!”

Instantly i knew what i must do… pantysue road sissy must use that driving talent he had learned behind the wheel of her mean pink driving machine to get this gas tanker to Princess! And with the help of billy, jem, banky and pet we were going to do it! Lucky pet volunteers to be our scout… and off he rides on his bike to make sure the roads are safe.

We begin to roll the tanker out only to find the chat chumps are waiting for us… and they have taken lucky pet prisoner. These guys are really mean… and if it weren’t for our burning desire to save our Princess (and get the freaking keys back) we might not have been able to overpower these bad boys. Princess would be proud of Her pets though. We fought and scratched and clawed like any good bitch would fight, and well into the night. It became difficult to tell who was who having only bankyboo’s glowing stomach to show the way.
Just then i felt this arm around my neck and my left arm was being bent up my back. i saw my sissy life flash before my eyes; sure i was in the clutch of one of the chat chumps. Glancing over my shoulder i get a glimpse of lucky pet. He must have escaped, but without the use of banky’s belly must not have known who i was.
“lucky, it’s me… pantysue!” “How do i really know it’s you pantysue, and not just one of those evil chat chumps who are probably still sniffing my bicycle seat?” “Check out my panties lucky pet…those chat room chumps would have no idea where to even find vintage panties like these… it’s me for heaven’s sake!” Slowly he lets my arm free and i can breathe once again. We do that chat room kiss kiss thing and then skip off to help the rest of the pets.

When we finally arrive back to the tanker we discover that billy, banky and jem had fought off the rest of the chumps. It was time to get the gasoline to the cottage and save our Princess. i climbed behind the wheel and tried to fire up the motor, but it wouldn’t turn over. “Give it some more gas” billy shouted. i tried again, but no luck. “i know a little about motors” says jemmie, “let me climb underneath and see if i can figure it out.”
“What do you see jemmie?” asks banky. “i’ll let you know in a minute,” jem replies and pulls he/rself further under the chassis. “OMG” jemmie shouts, “i think i am stuck!”

Will jemmie get free? Will the pets get the gas to Princess, and will they finally get their freedom again. Stay tuned…

TO BE CONTINUED

Sheer Torture!

2007-05-27T19:25:00.000-07:00

I went to my mail box this morning and there it was my new CB3000. But much to my surprise and pleasure, right next to it was a parcel from Princess Grace! My heart fluttered to think She would actually be sending something to me. i quickly raced inside to see what was there… i could not believe my eyes, it was a purple pair of Princess’s panties* sealed in a little bag along with a note that said, “you can look but you cannot touch (or sniff as your Princess knows panty boys will) without My permission!” And there was even a third parcel… it was the custom made training bra Princess had noticed on EBay!

Got ready for my evening… and put on my CB3000. The first thing i noticed was that the rings hinged open! That made it so much easier to put on a tighter ring. But putting on that ring started to excite me. i will tell you all, you can’t force a stiff clitty into that plastic tube! Well if it was too swollen to fit now, how the heck was i ever going to survive Princess’s taunts and teases when i was locked inside? And what ever would happen if She teased me with those scented panties? It would be sheer torture!

With a visit to the ice maker and a little “cooling” off, i finally stuffed my clitty into that tube. i turned on the computer and heard those words… “you have mail!” It is always so exciting when i see Princess is the sender and especially when i know my assignment is coming!

Hi there My little sweet sissy girl!

I know what I want you to do! ::giggles:: I do want you to go to VS or somewhere nice to buy a new pair of panties and bra that could match the color of the panties I sent you. And I want you to buy a matching pair of panties for you too sweetie!

While you’re there...this is the real catch. I want you to ask someone for help, asking where you would find silky satin purple panty set....but the catch, when you’re buying them. I want you to notice on the woman checking you out, if she has pretty nail polish or pretty lipstick, or pretty perfume...and ask and comment on it. I want you to say, for instance, Oh what pretty nail polish you have one. and when she says thank you, ask her what brand and name if she remembers. ::giggles:: You’re in a place you wont know anyone, you can do this! It’s something girls do! Or in VS if you can smell her perfume, ask if its one of the ones they sell there, and have her bring you to it, and I want you to spray on your wrist to sniff it. ::giggles::

I know this is a harder one...but I know you can do it....just put your hand in your pocket and feel My panties in there....it will help to know I’m there with you!
Kissies
Your Princess

PS: Oh one more thing, can’t believe I forgot! I want you to buy a pair of thigh high stockings! In black! You will have to read the back of them to see what size, since how tall you are matters in figuring it out! Or you can ask for help, and tell her how tall your "wife" is. Which she might notice, is as tall as you are. ::giggles::

Ok I am done now! lmao

Princess just continues to push Her pet into new and exciting worlds of submissive experiences and i just love it… scared sometimes, but always willing to do anything for my Princess, ANYTHING! It was time for me to get shopping, but first i had to slip on my new training bra and Princess thought the Rainbow Bright panties wear most appropriate!
I know what I want you to do! ::giggles:: I do want you to go to VS or somewhere nice to buy a new pair of panties and bra that could match the color of the panties I sent you. And I want you to buy a matching pair of panties for you too sweetie!

The purple panties You sent me Princess were so pretty, but these days it seems Victoria’s Secret is really into pink! i walk in and here is this great big room filled with all sorts of pink lingerie! You pet could have spent hours in that room alone!
But i forced myself to venture even deeper into the store that once upon a time i was afraid to even set foot in, and there were some of the prettiest displays i had ever seen! i wanted to try everything on… everything! i guess that would be the “locked in after closing” fantasy, but quickly i remembered this was an assignment for Princess i was on, and on top of that, a CB3000 wasn’t going to fit in most of those skimpy little panties!

i looked around on my own for a bit searching for sexy purple bras when the sales lady asked if i needed help. i know Princess wants me to shop as if the sales lady were my personal shopping assistant so of course i say yes! “Can You show me what You have in lacy purple bras?”
She leads me over to this gorgeous display and asks what size i am looking for. 36C i reply and She looks through the display and hands me this sweet dreamy bra that will soon be worn by my Princess! Just holding it was special, but my CB3000 was starting to grow tight and reminded me, this was for Princess and not for me to fondle.
She asks if there is anything else and i reply, “Some matching panties.” And somewhat sheepishly i followed up, “One in small and one in extra large.” i could tell by the look on Her face She knew what was going on, but She was very nice about it anyway and didn’t say anything. She took me right to the matching panties and found a small with little trouble, but the table top display only had S, M and L. We searched through just about every drawer there was to try to find something.
After what seemed like an hour of searching through dozens of panty drawers my shopping assistant gets on this wireless phone and mumbles something into the mouthpiece. i can hear some kind of reply and then She says, “I am sorry, this story doesn’t carry XL in this style of panties, but I can show you what we do have.” And She leads me to a display of what might best be described and Victoria’s Secret answer to cotton granny panties! “No thanks,” i say, “i think this will do it.” But the time spent going through all of those drawers was a fantasy come true all by itself!

As we start to head to the check out, i remember the other part of my shopping assignment… Oh one more thing, can’t believe I forgot! I want you to buy a pair of thigh high stockings! In black! You will have to read the back of them to see what size, since how tall you are matters in figuring it out! Or you can ask for help, and tell her how tall your "wife" is. Which she might notice, is as tall as you are. ::giggles::

“Oh, there is one more thing, i need a pair of black thigh high stockings,” i say. And She leads me back into the little room, pulls out this drawer and asks what size i am looking for. Having done my homework, i reply “A C if You have one.” “Seam or no seam,” She asks… “Oh seam of course!” (calm down pantysue… you are getting too into this and sounding like you know what you are talking about i warn myself!) We proceed to the checkout counter with my black seamed thigh highs!
She rings it all up, and carefully wraps up Princess’s bra and panties in the pink paper i am sure Princess loves! Places it into the pretty Victoria’s Secret bag and thinks thanks me for shopping with Her.
But i wasn’t going to get away that easy… as always, a pet will do anything for Princess…ANYTHING!

. I want you to notice on the woman checking you out, if she has pretty nail polish or pretty lipstick, or pretty perfume...and ask and comment on it. I want you to say, for instance, Oh what pretty nail polish you have one. and when she says thank you, ask her what brand and name if she remembers. ::giggles:: Your in a place you wont know anyone, you can do this! It’s something girls do! Or in VS if you can smell her perfume, ask if its one of the ones they sell there, and have her bring you to it, and I want you to spray on your wrist to sniff it. ::giggles::

Well, my assistant had clear polish on and the lipstick wasn’t my shade, so as i was about to grab my bag i said to Her, “Thank You so much for Your help, and if You don’t mind my asking, what is that perfume You are wearing, it is so nice!” i was blown away when She replies, “Princess!”

i have no idea how MsGrace is able to orchestrate these things, but i walked into the mall through Macy’s and had to walk out the same way… and it was right through the cosmetic department and you couldn’t get out without walking around the Vera Wang display!
So having had several samples applied to my wrist, i walked out of the mall not only with my pink Victoria’s Secret bag, but a Macy’s bag with the Princess perfume and lotion set!

Well this had been a long day of hard work for pantysue! i don’t know how real women can shop this hard all the time! i needed to relax a little and i knew just how to pamper myself… another pedicure! And it was just as good as the first time except for the pain… the pain of the swelling inside the CB3000! That foot message was so yummy, yet my plastic prison reminded me who i belonged to… who my Princess was!
And this time i was going to have to color coordinate my outfit! pantysue wanted to impress Princess with nails that matched he/r pink training bra and the trim and bow on those Rainbow Bright panties. Last time the operator just started to leave without any polish, and i had to ask for a clear coat. This time, i think in part because my nails were still pretty shiny, asked if i wanted a top coat, to which i replied, “do You have a light pink?” She pulls out this bottle of pink polish and asks if it is okay. “Perfect,” i reply as my tube reminds me once again i am not to enjoy this too much without paying some price! And i get a base coat, a light pink color and a top coat! pantysue’s first three coat nail job ever!

Well the nails turned out so pretty in pink!
And pantysue is so excited about what tonight has in store. i have been through so much from wearing my sissy pink training bra and Rainbow Bright panties to buying seamed black thigh high stockings! Buying Princess a pretty bra and panty set to buying me a Princess fragrance set! Having the pampered pleasure of my second pedicure to the discomfort of my clitty being imprisoned at the pleasure of Princess!

Tonight undoubtedly will be “SHEER TORTURE”!

*For the purposes of truth in advertising, they were not actually Princess’s panties, She had me buy a pair in Her size, small of course, and the color She wanted me to have, purple. She then had me buy one of Her favorite perfumes, Flowerbomb, and spray the crotch so that it would have Her lovely scent. A sissy can at least dream can’t s/he?

If anyone is interested in the training bra, Princess found it for me on EBay. It is custom made, and much to my delight, made quite well. The woman who makes them is quite helpful too! Here is the link if you are interested… http://stores.ebay.com/I-Love-Ruffles

Princess Grace's Birthday Party!

2007-05-04T16:16:00.000-07:00

Princess told the Tease Time group that She will doing next weeks TT even with it landing on her Birthday! Yeah! It was decided we should throw a Birthday Party for Princess. i am going to be in charge of decorations!

Look at the beautiful cake that our Princess is going to jump out of! I can't wait for that moment.

i am thinking instead of a tiara, maybe this is what Princess should wear that night. What do you think?

As you can see, i am working so hard to get the back yard set up for Her Birthday Party!

i can't wait till the Birthday Party! i think it will be a lot of fun. See you all there!

Pantysue's car!

2007-05-01T17:17:00.000-07:00

Shhh don't tell anyone.....I am being very naughty! *whispers Princess Grace*

I know pantysue is too shy to show her awesome new car....but I just have to show! She was even posin with her sporty little "barbie car"

shhhhhhhh!

Don't tell her I showed you all!

*sneaking off*

Poems by pantysue

2007-05-01T15:55:00.000-07:00

Poetry Madness
A Series of Limericks by pantysue

Mistress Melodies

One is a Capricorn, the other a Taurus
At Midnight Madness they're both there for us
Their perfect titties
our sissy clitties
But no cummies is always their chorus

The belle of the South is MsKate
Whose figure is beyond merely great!
i give Her panties a whiff
And my peepee gets stiff
But tonight my right hand is my date.

And MsGrace in Tease Time Chat
Askes who is Her favorite cat
For ten minutes free
i tap at each key
i know Hello Kitty is that.

Captured Rapture

Here i am with my cock cage on tight
And Princess in pink what a sight
But She has the key
So i know it will be
No cummies for this sissy tonight.

Pink panties with bands of elastic
The feel of soft satin’s fantastic
But Oh what a pity
‘Cause this sissy clitty
Is trapped in a cage made of plastic.

Pedi Poems

Princess tells me to go get a pedi
She thinks that Her pet would be ready
They do it better than me
On my blog you will see
‘Cause i can’t hold the little brush steady

Wearing panties with trimmings of lace
And a worried look on my face
To my pedi i went
It was heaven sent
With butt plug firmly in place

Zapper Zingers

Tuesday it’s Madness at Midnight
Where the toys can cause such a fright
MsKate and Her zapper
Causes sissies to scamper
Lest their balls start to glow o’ so bright.

A pedi i give my Princess to pamper
Then what do i see but Her zapper!
i fall to my knees
my balls She does squeeze
Thank God i plugged in the clapper!

Taken to Tasks

i’ve been made to paint my nails
And post my vacation tales
But loving it so
i will never so no
my Mistress always prevails

Soak in the tub with candles lit
Shave my icky male hair a bit
Listen to Hem
Try to think femme
These tasks i will never quit

Oh Princess i must thank You
For helping with my blog so new
A prezzie with bows
Painting my toes
And a sissy pink cock cage too!

Odes to a Princess

She looks like the girl next door
But will dress you up and what’s more
Make you walk in high heels
How salacious it feels
To act like a real slutty whore

MsGrace makes the best MP3
We all used to get them for free
Then the boss said
A pay site instead
But Her voice is still priceless to me.

Princess Grace really cares for each pet
But those long calls have put me in debt
my last penny i’ll spend
To hear :::giggles::: again
Though She still says no cummies yet!

Her favorite color is of course pink
And psoprincess.blogspot Her link
Given to HerMy will as it were
Of no one but Her will i think

Song of the South

i know that my cock is too small
But i still give MsKate a call
She’ll humiliate
i know it’s my fate
To have no cummies at all

If you ever get MsKate pissed
you can always go to Her list
Buy something nice
No need to think twice
Tis better than your balls getting twist

What fun!

These poems have been fun to write
And select it the Princesses might
But alas i fear
i will still only hear
pantysue, no cummies tonight

The End

Melting Away

2007-04-30T07:47:00.000-07:00

Pulling into the parking lot of a drug store i found on the way to my hotel, i turned on my laptop and checked my email, knowing that Princess was sending pantysue and assignment for the evening. “YOU HAVE MAIL!”… and what delicious mail it was. Princess was pushing Her pet even more to enjoy the sweetness of understanding what it was to be femme.

Hi there darling!

Here is your shopping list!!!!!
We are going to do some more fun and yummy things. You had seen the new Glamour mag that came out, so first off you are going to need to pick that up. :-) Then you already said you would like to try what you had already done...but with a bit more.
Sooo you already know you need ~
nail polish
nail polish remover
cotton balls
bubble bath
candles

added on top of that,
You need a pink disposable razor like a daisy one.
You can go to the travel section and get a small can of pink canned shaving cream woman use.
You are going to also get a woman's deodorant, either a dry stick kind or a spray on. Like secret or something. Nice powdery or girly smelling one. :-)
Then you need a bottle of skin lotion. Also a girly type, for after your bath.

Now this one might throw you for a little loop....but.....
Lee press on nails, which are press on fake nails. They have this special type of sticky glue stuff.....they don’t stay on with super glue. lol In a pretty shade of pink. They already come painted. :-)
http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2731044
There is a little video to help you see how they work. ::giggles::

Now for the moment that is all I can think of....there might be MORE later. ::giggles:: I am thinking if you get this in time to shop this afternoon....you can play when you get to your place and we can talk after. I will send you directions on what to do with the added goodies. Then the next day....shopping for perfume. ::giggles::
You are just so much fun pantysue!!!!
If you have any questions, just email Me!
Kissies,
Your Princess
Grace

That was one long list… but oh so much fun to shop for! With Princess’s help i am beginning to feel much more comfortable strolling down the store aisles where men fear to tread. And i must say the biggest problem is choosing the items… there are just so many yummy choices! Picked out all my nail supplies and the polish of course was pink knowing so well that it was MsGrace’s favorite color. Then on to find my Daisy razor and shaving cream. my little hand basket was starting to fill up quickly!

For those of you who know the mysterious ways Princess works will surely understand how the ad i had seen on TV the evening before about how the fresh powder scent of Degree for Women gives you fresh burst of scent throughout the day was certainly sent from Her for me. And the ad certainly was right… pantysue had the freshest powdery scent for the next several days. There are so many lotions to choose from, but the one i chose was a sweet flower scent and it was pink…so many pretty things come in pink!

The nails proved to be more difficult though. Try as i might to find the pre-painted kind, the only ones like that were the glue on. i searched every one of them, but there were none. Not wanting to disappoint my Princess, i picked out the nicest clear press on ones and figured i could paint them to, since i was doing my toes anyway.

And for the bubble bath, the only ones i could find were for kids, so i picked out the Hello Kitty one. i had no idea how much that would please Princess. She was so excited to see the picture of the cap sitting in my tub! And then the rest of the items… the scented candles and my magazines, Glamour and Marie Claire.

The only thing i can imagine as i was checking out is the woman at the register must have thought i was going to do something so very nice for my girlfriend, or i was one flaming sissy! And now i know why Princess has so many lotions and cosmetics on Her prezzie list… they cost a freakin’ lot! But Princess and pantysue are worth it!

It was so much fun painting the press on nails and putting them on. Even though my hands aren’t the softest, i could not help but stare at them, the transformation with them on was truly amazing. i almost couldn’t believe they were mine. But once i started to paint my toes i knew that they were… it’s not easy being a girlie girl… especially holding that brush with longer finger nails!

Drawing my bubble bath, i poured myself a glass of Chardonnay, got my music ready… and i must thank Princess for the playlist… Half an Acre by Hem is my favorite…and settled in. How relaxing it is to let all that yucky male stuff just drift away, thinking girlie thoughts and getting away from the other me… just becoming Princess’s pet… pantysue.

Once i had slipped sweetly into the wonderful world of being femme, it was time to shave those hairs away and rid myself of even more maleness. To my surprise it was quite easy to do it! The razor gently glided up the leg and the hair seemed to almost dissolve away. Before i knew it, the cream and my hair were gone!

One important word of caution to any of you planning to use a Daisy razor in a candle lit tub… those pretty plastic razors will melt and even catch fire if a sissy gets too wrapped up in reading he(r) Glamour and listening to Jewel! Fortunately i saw it before the alarm went off and pantysue had a room full of firemen rescuing he(r)!

With that yummy bath over, i got out of the tub and wrapped the towel around my boobies as Princess always makes me do and put the lotion over my entire body… oh how soft and heavenly that felt. Put on my pretties pink panties, pink bra and falsies and flowery little nighty and waited for Princess to call.

The rest is between Princess and pantysue except for Her final task for the evening. Princess had me fill a pair of socks with lotion and wear them to bed for the night. She assured me that my feet would be silky soft the next morning, and as always Princess was right. The only problem was i now had a pair of pink socks!

Women’s World Exposed!

2007-04-27T08:25:00.000-07:00

The assignment Princess gave me for today was quite simple… “now that you have your cock cage on, get your sissy self a pedi! Oh, and by the way… wear your butt plug while you are at it pantysue!”

i figured this was going to be another one of those humiliating “never in my life will i do it again” experiences. i may only be the lucky messenger, but Princess Grace is showing me the way to the greatest freakin’ secret women have! Pedicures are absolutely amazing!
Just then i hear someone call “pantysue… you are next pantysue!” Just kidding, but when they called me i had no idea what i was supposed to do! i am led over to this amazing looking chair with this side door that swings open. Being the smart sissy that i am, i figure out quickly the shoes and socks come off! To be honest, i have no fucking idea what i am doing… and i am not sure these women even speak English. But i settle back in the chair and the operator gentle takes my feet and puts them in the warm tub.

While all of this is happening i notice two remote controls, one on either arm of the chair. i look around for the TV to turn on Sports Center only to realize one controls the recline of the chair and the other is… well let me just say the controls say “zone 1, zone 2 and zone 3” and the settings are “vibrate or surge and slow or fast”. It didn’t take me long to realize Princess knew i would figure it out somehow… a fast vibrate on zone 1 would make that butt plug sing and pantysue would want to moan along!

Forgive me Princess, because i am not sure what was really happening as this whole thing progresses, but she takes one foot out and trims my nails, then the other. And she does my pedi cuticles and then files and buffs and then comes the lotion… OMG the lotion. i thought i had died and gone to heaven and then i get this amazing foot message! Princess… women are so freakin’ pampered! This is the best kept secret… but now EVERY SISSY WILL KNOW! But i must add that pantysue was never so happy to be trapped in her cock cage as she was today!. I don’t think a sissy should ever be allowed to get a pedi without some sort of cock restraint. Were it not for my cock cage there would have been a pup tent in my pants from the moment she grabbed my feet until the polish dried!

The operator thought she was done after the message, but i knew Princess would not be pleased without at least a clear paint job. So i asked if i could get a clear polish. As much as i enjoy humiliation… at this time asking for a paint job seemed natural! She went over got two things of polish (not sure why there were two… but i loved it). Painted my nails and then i was left to dry.

i am just sitting there in this chair enjoying every minute when the owner comes over and grabs my big toe to tell me my nails are dry. And then she starts this small talk asking me if this is my first time! Am i from around here… do i want to open an account? Let me tell all of you… the first time i went into a store to buy a pair of panties i was terrified. i have done it many times since and each time the confidence grows but the sissy fear still shows… but it gets easier each time. Going into a nail salon for the first time was worse than going into the lingerie department to by a bra. At least there someone might think it was for your 40AA cup wife! But there was no question who the pedicure was for!

But i tell all of you girls… Princess Grace and the rest of them are hiding the best kept secret in the world from the rest of us. my nails cannot grow fast enough for me now… i want another pedi! i don’t care what Princess decides should pulsate around while i get my nails done… i have died and gone to sissy heaven! If you have never had a pedi… you have no idea what you are missing! Get a freaking pedi!

A New Dawn

2007-04-26T08:21:00.000-07:00

As the sunlight filtered through my window i realized that this was a new dawn for pantysue. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes and stretching out in my bed, it wasn’t my normal morning erection i found between my legs… no, it wasn’t. In place of the typical rock hard shaft was a humiliating cage… a sissy pink cock cage!

A long call with Princess Grace is nothing new for pantysue. But every previous call had always ended with pantysue getting he(r) cummies. Not last night… maybe not the next night or the one after that either! i have given myself over to my Princess! my body is Hers, my mind is Hers, my sissy wittle peepee locked in its cage is Hers. pantysue is truly one of Princess Grace’s pets!

It used to be that i would make a call to Ms Grace or one of the other Mistresses, stroke my cock, spend myself and fall asleep, only to wake with a hard-on, harken back to my call and do it all over again. As much as i thought that was so perfect for pantysue, i am learning that cock control and giving oneself over in sweet surrender is more blissful than any jerk off session could ever be, and under the guidance of my Princess, i am sure it will be submissive bliss.

Princess Grace has never ever disappointed this sissy. She has a way of caring for Her pets, wanting them to enjoy the time with Her as much as She does, that is balanced with the firm understanding that She is in control… and now in pantysue’s case it is truly cock control. Don’t get me wrong…others are great! But there is just something special about Princess Grace, something that can actually have me looking forward to my first full day captured in a cock cage for Her.

my Princess has told me to expect that She will have certain tasks for pantysue from time to time, and that my first one will come sometime today. Partly because of this feeling of submissive fulfillment and partly because of the fun pantysue has in chat with he(r) sisters, i have decided to share my salacious adventures with all of you, and that is what this blog is all about!

One last thought before i try to hide my confined situation from my coworkers today… and that is about feminization. i have always enjoyed dressing up… absolutely love to wear panties and bras! But what i am discovering now is that there is more to being femme than just lingerie and lipstick. pantysue will never have a real clitty, but with this cock cage restraining my silly cock i feel as close to being without a cock as i ever will! Now i am off to my bubble bath and can’t wait to see how that pink plastic looks peeking out from under the towel wrapped around my sissy wittle boobies. But most of all i can’t wait to see what this new dawn has in store for pantysue!

pantysue's prezzie for her Princess!

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