Sissy Tests

It’s been a while since we posted some tests for our sissy maids… and so here we have examples for sissies who are due for some humiliation.

http://xhamster.com/movies/4739660/another_test_for_sissy_maid.html

Don’t forget the always fun and totally humiliating supermarket visit with a butt plug and no panties!

http://xhamster.com/movies/4240098/shopping_public_humilation.html
Another Sissy Slut Test – Walmart

Wear sexy women’s panties and frilly bitch socks. Wear a dark bra under your thinnest white shirt & a feminine hat (with a pom pom)  which calls attention to your face. Don’t forget the bright Pink lipstick and the stick on nails. If you don’t stick on nails, pick them up at a… Walmart Supercenter…

Get a cart, you will need it, and  collect the  items on my list. Do NOT try to hide items in the cart by covering them with other items – lay each item flat on the bottom of the cart in full view, but not to look staged. Make sure you walk casually around the store, casually, that is, like a slut… Try to dally and prettify the aisles…
Smile at the people who look at you and remember how you feel… how a submissive slut feels… who must do what her mistress tells her!  Think about this as you buy the items.
LIST:

  • 1) Tampax tampons: box of 40 “super” with fragrance added- I don’t mean a box of 20, get what I listed.
  • 2) An extra large tub of Vaseline
  • 3) A large cucumber
  • 4) Massengill douche
  • 5) Condoms: Tiny Trojans
  • 6) Candles, small medium large
  •  7) 6 canisters of Reddi Whip
  • 8) Red Jello Mix

Once you have all of your items in your cart, proceed to the women’s panty section. FOLLOW MY INSTRUCTIONS SILLY SUBBY SISSY

Pick up a pair with two hand and and hold it up to your crotch area to check for “fit”. Put them back on the hook. Take another pair and hold them up to yourself. Shake your head, so anyone watching you will know that you’re unhappy with that pair too. Put them pack on the hook. Feel a few more pairs, admiring the material, then move along. *you may buy yourself new panties, but they must be tighter than the pairs you already have. Panties are not on my list, but are permitted for this task a whore like you can always use a new pair of panties.

Ask a clerk for help with bra sizes.
Ask another clerk for help with the tampons: Hold up the tampons and ask: “How do I know if these will fit?”. Whatever he/she says next, reply with “My doctor says these can make me more secure when I have to go out in diapers…”.
Now call Mistress Alexa at 866-57-SISSY and get instructions for the jello, the whipped cream, the cucumber, the douche, and the candles!

Sissy Maid On Heels

Why WOULD she be mad? He had done all the chores Mistress Alexa had left him with-and done a good job, too. The last thing she had done before leaving with her girlfriend was humiliate him thoroughly by having him in his heels and hose along with his frilly apron-nothing else-dusting in the entryway when Sis arrived and came thru.

Dusting wasnt so bad, but having to do it with my hands chained to my sides and a feather duster stuffed up my bottom was a challenge. Balanced on my heels and backing up to objects and shaking my ass at them was difficult, but it certainly amused the stronger women in the room as they laughed a bit too hard. Good bitch, my Mistress chortled-shake that ass! practice that! Youll soon be doing it on a street corner!

I had to be careful not to break anything, so it took forever to complete a simple task. Just before She left, Mistress Alexa told me to get my sissy dick hard so that it would slide out from under my apron. (How embarrassing!) She wasn’t unchaining my hands either. I stood and started shaking my hips in the hopes that my swinging cock would rub against my lacy apron for Mistress Alexa.

As i felt it respond slightly the two of them could not help laughing at my predicament as i bent my knees and mounted the corner of the couch and attempted to give IT a rollicking fuck, but it was too low to really help. i was like a full balloon trying to run into a pin and Mistress finally came over and reached under my apron. Staring me right in the eyes with a devilish smile, she slowly stroked my cock until my knees were quivering and i had filled her fist with solid meat. She stopped and lifted my apron and grabbed a hold as though she were selecting something at the corner deli.

She walked away and grabbed her purse and unchained my hands and told me to get a move on-finish those chores. and i had-finished them all. So why shouldnt i go surfing with my buddies? We were only gonna be out a couple hours and only if we were happy with the waves. i mean if the waves were great, we may just stay for a few sets-if that. hell yeah, its barely 11 am, lets go. and i did-coming home a little after 12:30, to a Mistress sitting at her computer, quietly. i quickly showered and asked her if she would like some lunch.
“I already ate. did you have fun, you little cumbucket?”

Continue reading “Sissy Maid On Heels”

My Catering Tart

Hello!

Although it’s been nearly a week since we spoke, I am still thinking about you, your narrative and how you wrapped me up in it and made me a “catering tart”! So I must thank you; the memories have kept me entertained and busy thinking of such things ever since. Thank-you!

You suggested I write and remind you about some of the details of the fantasy so here is my summary:

I had described a story, from Fictionmania, about a boy with acne seeking a solution to clear it up. When a female friend’s mother mentioned how “the pill” had worked for her, a (somewhat predictable) series of events followed, which included the boy getting birth contol pills from his friend, as well as his own mother, and following a pathway to femininity.

That series is found on Fictionmania.com under the title “My Wonderful Obsession” by Donna Turner.
(http://www.fictionmania.tv/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=4437

My main criticism (also predictable) of that story was the lack of sexual situations – even when, in one chapter, the main character had sex with his (temporary) girlfriend, little was made of it. All episodes were “G” rated with the exception of a later chapter which included the description of the main character masturbating his boyfriend – and this done in a way that achieved only an “R” rating. As I progressed through the chapters it occurred to me this was more of a romance novel than a smut story (as I might have been hoping for) and, at some point, I lost interest (not enough to keep me from skimming through to find the sexual parts, of course). However, I will give the writer credit, at least, for story telling and writing skills.

For your version, you took over my description of events in the story where the boy was led into the situation of becoming employed, by his girlfriend’s parents’ catering company, as a serving girl. The mother made every effor to ensure the boy would be completely convincing, not only in dress and comportment but also in situations where the men made passes at the serving girls – in a way that would ensure maximum profitability for the catering company. Later in your rendition, you introduced the boy to a girl who started out “just like him” . . .

I had to stop you at some point after that; I don’t recall exactly what you described that this girl was helping me with but, at the time, it was more than I could handle! I slept well that night but, when I awoke the following morning, I was aroused again and lingered in bed thinking about the catering job (and the “boss” and the “girl” and the events…).

The Chore List by RS

Why WOULD she be mad? he had done all the chores Mistress Alexa had left him with-and done a good job, too. the last thing she had done before leaving with her girlfriend Gail was humiliate him thoroughly by having him in his heels and hose along with his frilly apron-nothing else-dusting in the entryway when Gail arrived and came thru.

dusting wasnt so bad, but having to do it with my hands chained to my sides and a featherduster stuffed up my ass was a challenge. balanced on my heels and backing up to objects and shaking my ass at them was difficult, but it certainly amused the stronger women in the room as they laughed in unison. good bitch, my Mistress chortled-shake that ass! practice that! youll soon be doing it on a street corner!

i had to be careful not to break anything, so it took forever to complete a simple task. and before they left Mistress told me to get my sissy dick hard so that Gail could have a peek at it under my apron. and she wasnt unchaining my hands either. so, with my heels on-and a featherduster up my ass, i stood and started shaking my hips in the hopes that my swinging cock would rub against the lacy apron and stand tall for Mistress and friend.

 

as i felt it respond slightly the two of them could not help laughing at my predicament as i bent my knees and mounted the corner of the couch and attempted to give IT a rollicking fuck, but it was too low to really help. i was like a full balloon trying to run into a pin and Mistress finally came over and reached under my apron. staring me right in the eyes with a devilish smile, she slowly stroked my cock until my knees were quivering and i had filled her fist with solid meat. she stopped and lifted my apron and held it while Gail filled her eyes and i blushed as she used her sense of feel on me also-grabbing ahold as though she were selecting something at the corner deli.

they walked away and grabbed their purses and Mistress came over and unchained my hands and told me to get a move on-finish those chores. and i had-finished them all. so why shouldnt i go surfing with my buddies? we were only gonna be out a couple hours and only if we were happy with the waves. i mean if the waves were great, we may just stay for a few sets-if that. hell yeah, its barely 11 am, lets go. and i did-coming home a little after 12:30, to a Mistress sitting at her computer, quietly. i quickly showered and asked her if she would like some lunch. “i already ate. did you have fun, you little cumbucket?” i told her it was pretty decent and the water was warm. she spun around in her chair and said ” i expected you to be here when we got home.

i wanted you to model some panties for Gail-i forget, did i put ‘go surfing’ on your chore list?”–my heart skipped. “no ma’am”. -“i didnt think so. take off your shorts.” i removed my khaki shorts and stood before Mistress in light yellow thong panties. “lets go outback,” she ordered. i walked behind her, gauging the strident manner in which she moved-she was pissed. we got out to the middle of the lawn where she had hammered four stakes into the ground. they had cuffs chained to them. “lie down-on your stomach. you wanted sun, the smell of the beach and friends? you got ’em”.

she fastened my ankles securely. she fastened both wrists. she took a bottle of hawaiian tropic suntan oil-my favorite-and squirt it up my nose. “smell like the beach?-bitch?” -“yes Mistress”. “good. enjoy the sun, too. and friends will be here in a few hours.” –she started to walk away-“oh. one more thing”; she knelt by my hips and produced a bottle of suntan lotion and i felt her apply it to my back, thoughtfully. and then she placed her hand on my asscheek and outlined it with the lotion, then removed her hand and covered the portion of my ass outside of that with more lotion. she repeated that on the other cheek-informing me that in a few hours i would have nice red handprints on my whore ass.

while still kneeling she reached under me and tugged my balls free from my panties and fastened a long ribbon tightly around them. then tied it to a smaller stake between my spread thighs. whats THIS about, i wondered. i could not move at all. she chuckled and cleaned her hands in my hair and stood. “by the way bitch. the lotion on your back says S-L-U-T!–it should come in nice and clear-its supposed to be about 92 degrees today. real big letters too!” she admired her handywork one last time as she walked off leaving me to bake to her specifications. “and since you enjoy the beach so much, we will go there tomorrow-together. with your new tan.”—-youd think that as she strode into the house the sound of her laughter would peter out. nope. the only peter out was on the staked out slut in the yellow thong…….

The Party (Live Call with Alexa)

You have always wanted to be used by your beautiful, perfect next door neighbor. She is having a party today, and she sends over one of her valets to let you know that there will be lots of cars, and lots of noise, and lots of liquor. (But no Scottish whisky, she’s boycotting scotch from distillers located in West Dunbartonshire, Scotland for political reasons)

They also hand you an invitation, which requests your presence next door, soonish. You shower and shave and comply.

Of course you do.

Your next door neighbor greets you in her sitting room, in a little black dress and very sheer stockings. She has draped on her pink velvet divan a maid’s uniform, largish, which she explains is just your size. She tells you to put it on because you will be helping her serve her guests this evening.

She also fits you with a tiny little wireless aneros device, which can be turned on and off by numerous remote controls which you will give each of the guests when you greet them at the door, after you curtsey.

You will invite each guest to play with the controls, and explain to them that the device has several speeds and pulsing options, and that you are at their mercy and their disposal.

Throughout the night you serve and serve and serve. The guests love to play with their remotes, and make you jitter and shake and roll and drip. You serve drinks and dessert and yourself, on heels, underneath the table, in between thighs, over sofas and armchairs…

It is the first of a series of parties you service this summer. You are the best of all possible neighbors.

French Maids with Feather Dusters in Fashion this Spring

French Maid in Uniforms on Paris Runway(Photo from Glamour at http://www.glamour.com/fashion/blogs/slaves-to-fashion/2011/03/louis-vuittons-kinky-fall-2011.html)

French maids in uniforms greeted guests to the Louis Vuitton’s Paris runway. Wearing LV-monogrammed hosiery, they dusted the entry stairs with feather dusters, welcoming the glitterati to a show focused on fetishes.

Sissy husband likes to serve his wife….

Role-playing If her BF is spending the night you make sure the bed is turned down and her lingerie is laid out, heart mints on the pillows and chilled wine and crystal glasses ready for them as well as a condom on night table, just in case.. You are dressed in your maid uniform and thank the guest for satisfying your wife in a way you can’t. Some guests put their hands up your short skirt and rub your tush. Some tease you because you are in chastity and have a butt plug in and can`t get an erection….

My Maid Training by Sissy J

Alexa, I have been rid of all male,yuck,clothing foe 20 years. I do follow all the household chores as you state pus more, I grocery shop dressed as a sissy maid, go to store,post office and even Doctors appointments dressed as a sissy. I cook and prepare breakfast lunch and dinner for Mistress and her friends/lovers.
hand wash all lingerie and replace any worn out or run nylons,shine shoes.
Serve as french maid if Mistress is having guests. I eat in kitchen either standing in my 5“ heel`S or from a dog dish on floor. I am not allowed the meal that I prepared for her or guests, I eat a salad as she wants me thinner.
If her BF is spending the night I make sure the bed is turned down and her lingerie is laid out, heart mints on the pillows and chilled wine and crystal glasses ready for them as well as a condom on night table, in case she wishes him to wear one.. I thank the guest for letting me serve them and curtsey. Many put their hands up my short skirt and rub my tush. I am in chastity and have a butt plug in and can`t get an erection, it is designed to be very painful.
She has me orally serve so men, if she see`S they are over stimulated. I must swallow and thank them. The women tease me calling me a fag maid and showing me their painted covered pussies, saying see what you can never have again. I respond, yes ma`am mistress tells me if she wants me to lick a cum filled pussy sucked and cleaned of series.
She has me milked once a month unless it falls on a time I am having my period. Then it is canceled till following month.

Thank you for you sit I love to read it and learn more to do to be a complete sissy. Mistress has me with 44 B breast implants and has been thinking of having one of my overlies removed, maybe both.

Worship yours
sissy J
(anonymously….)