Wasteland Part III ~ AutoErotica!

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!

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

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!

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!

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!

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

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