Showing posts with label sissymaids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sissymaids. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 September 2015

Domestic Goddess (Old Blog)

Yep, that's actually me.  I need an apron.
It's been an interesting week.

I've been at home mostly, having taken the week off work in order to make sure that my son was okay at his new school.  See my post here for full details.  He was completely fine.  Not a single shit was given that day.

Furiosa less so, but that's a story for another time.

As for me, I had 3 hours alone in the house every morning and a hankering for taking responsibility for as much household management as I could...  manage...  That's some pretty rubbish writing right there.

Interested in what I got up to for three hours each morning?  Then read on!

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

The Changing of the Seasons (Old Blog)

This is what my life will become
in about a month's time
It's that time of year again, the nights are drawing in, and the seasonal aisles in supermarkets are filled with Back 2 School festivities.

Yes, September is almost here, which means two things.  It's going to be Sissy Season, and shortly after that we'll have a glorious few months of boots.

Before I get onto the subject of sissies, and expound upon one of the most time-consuming and in-depth fantasy projects in my arsenal, let's take a moment to appreciate the wonders of knee-high boots in the autumn.  Colleagues wear them at work, and so do many of the young people with whom I'm privileged to work.  It's a wonder I get anything done at all between Summer and Spring.


The word 'trueffelschwein' springs to mind...
Also, apparently I can hack around with the HTML and get a set of three pictures with a single caption
My blog-fu is best

Friday, 21 August 2015

Posting woes (Old Blog)

Currently working on a big post about my thing for women.  Turns out it was a big one in many parts, then it started to become one really big one, and now I'm revising it back down to the basics.  I'll deal with various features in separate posts.

I'm getting so worked up about suffering cruel humiliations at the hands of feminine, elegant mistresses I'm finding it quite hard to focus on getting the words in the right order.

All I want to do at this stage is to be trained like this:


...by this woman:

Can you see why I'm having so much trouble?

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