Thursday, March 14, 2024

Tulip Thursday Short Story: Tulip is Running Out of Time.

Tulip Fancy

Tulips ponders "her" current state as wife whose only purpose is to be the perfect stay at home trophy wife

Sitting at my vanity in the mornings after my wife has gone to work is really the only time, I have on my own to think and reflect. The rest of my day is filled with house work, going to work, more house work and keeping up my feminine appearance. The later taking up even more of my week now with my regular Saturday morning appointment. 


Even at night when I'm sitting here doing my night time skin care and hair routine. I can see my wife in the mirror lying in bed taking what I think are slightly predatory glances at me over the top of her book. I wondered how I got to this point? When did I lose the little facial hair, I had? All those drop ins to just tidy up a few "stray hairs". Now there were none. I rested a finger above my top lip. Trying to imagine what I would look like with a moustache. It did not work. I just looked like a girl with her finger on her top lip. 

I fidgeted on the stool grateful for the thick cushion. I felt my self-flush at the memory of last night. I must say I prefer it when my wife makes slow gentle love to me. But on occasion she does take a more vigorous approach that produces a higher level of tension and larger discharge from me. I also feel a little tender the next day, I especially feel it when I sit down..... even on the most softest seats. My wife's silhouette while wearing her strap-on at night is a sign I will be walking funny the next day.

I reached down and retied the bow on my pipe ribbon and noticed that the colour matched the ribbon running through the lace at the waist band of my panties. Did I do that deliberately? was Kelly's influence becoming ingrained? Time was running out. I think I had just enough time to practice my tonight look before I had to clean it off and put on my work face.   

It was the end of the busiest time of the year for my wife work wise and she was determined to take me out to a fancy restaurant to make up for neglecting me. I must say I did not feel neglected in the least. I had practiced this look with Kelly on Wednesday with the blouse she bought me and my new pearls. Kelly said her aunt would feel ten foot tall with me on her arm walking into the restaurant. I think she meant it as a compliment.  When I had finished, I looked into the mirror. Was there a man in there? I wondered what he would have looked like. Will I ever see him again?

Wednesday, March 13, 2024

Woman Domination Wednesday

I have always enjoyed simple female domination, that's probably the backbone of feminization if you consider it. I found some sexy images that best exemplify this. Tomorrow will be Tulip Thursday with brand new story from her.  







 

Monday, March 11, 2024

Priscilla's Photo Captions Pick of the Week: March 11, 2024)

Hope all you lovely people had a great weekend. Last week it was a bit slow due to a change in work schedule. I do have this week's new captions. What is your favorite? Mine is number 11. Love the story element in it. 

Source: Sarah Graham








Source: Sissy Pansy Francine






 

Saturday, March 9, 2024

Short Story: Pearl shopping with Tulip

Tulips Fancy

Tulip's Wife's POV: Tulip and his Wife go to the shops for jewelry that would hang lovely on Tulip's lovely neck....sealing his status as Lady of the House. 

(*Décolleté: A low neckline on a woman's dress or top)

As promised one warm summer early evening, I took Tulip to the square in town to look at the jewelry in the boutique shops. I'm not sure it was a promise he hoped I would keep. It was another step-in cementing in his mind that this is a permanent thing. 

This is our life style. I held his hand and walked at a pace that allowed him to keep his elegance while walking in heels. I must say Kelly has done a marvelous job with him. His flirty summer dress complimented his heels. My mother tried to teach me how to walk in heels when I was a girl. It was a disaster. She gave up in the end. I still only wear two-inch heels for important business meetings. To start with we just window shopped, walking around enjoying the evening. After looking in a couple of windows we went inside. The first set he tried on gave me such a thrill I wasn't sure my pants would survive the evening and I hadn't bought any spares with me! 

I had dreamt of this moment since the first time I took him out for coffee. His neck was one of the things that first attracted me to him. It's smoothness and the absences of an Adams apple, just made me think it was begging to be decorated. The other things that attracted me to him were his complete naive incompetence at anything he tried. Making him dependent and susceptible to suggestion. He is also quite a bit smaller than me. Expanding the gap in our physiques is something I have been slowly working on for the last three years. I have him down to sixty kg allowing me to be firmer with him when necessary. He also has a trusting and loving nature.

The first set were a short twin strand of bigger pearls that I thought seemed to lengthen his neck. The truth be known. I just wanted to bury my mouth in his neck and lick the length of it. Controlling myself though I had him try on another set this time with three strands. I liked this set but wished they sat lower on his décolleté. I asked what he thought. He was blushing profusely and just whispered, 

"I can't believe you are really doing this. They are so expensive." 

"A promise, is a promise sweetheart," I said.



I asked the assistant if they could be lengthened. She said they could lengthen the clasp area but it will show when he is wearing his hair up. Or we could order you a set three inches longer. They will sit an inch and a half further down his décolleté.   

Yes, do that I said. I saw him swallow hard. Still blushing and starting to perspire. I think it was sinking in. This is what I always wanted. When I was growing up my mother always told me, 

"To not just look at the boy or the man he is now, but at the man he will grow into." 

I think her advice was spot on. Tulip has grown into exactly the man I wanted. I said to the assistant we will also take the two strands with the matching earrings. That is when Tulips knees went and I had to catch him. The assistant bought over a chair and went to get a glass of water. I had a good year work wise. Business is good. We deserve to enjoy the fruits. While he was sitting down, I had a look though his handbag to see if he had a spare pad. I was in danger of leaking though the outside of my pants. Luckily, he did. The next stop would be the coffee shop to make myself decent. Tulip had some water and settled down while I settled the bill and waited for them to give us a time line on the three strands. 

After some window shopping, we headed back to the jewelry shop. I knew tonight the jewelry would be the only thing Tulip would be wearing while I pound him into the mattress....only this time, I will remember to keep the windows closed. 

Monday, March 4, 2024

Priscilla's Photo Captions Pick of the Week (March 4, 2024)

New week, new captions! Love you all our dear readers and fans! Sweet kisses and hugs to you all!
(Pssst.....my favorite is number 15. It captured a look)
















 








Sunday, March 3, 2024

Strap-On Sunday

 Good Morning Everyone, enjoy your Sunday before Monday in hard and deep!

(Also, I noticed a few comments where lost somehow in the spam folder, I will look to that does not happen again. But please, if you see some link not working, to please contact me and let know, that way I can address it.)






 


Saturday, March 2, 2024

X Ray with a Chastity Cage

Over the years, my thoughts on chastity have changed thanks to authors like Karen Jensen and Kylie Gable, so I have a love hate relationship with chastity, but I found this I needed to share.

What do you think happened here? Lost the key? Commitment? Female Led Relationship? Selfie X Ray? 


 

Friday, March 1, 2024

Remembering the First Time Trying on Feminine Underwear

 I just have been in the sixth grade, through shows like Silk Stalkings, clothing catalogues and watching the ultra sexy "Father Figure" music video from George Micheal in which we see a model in lingerie I had become fascinated and aroused (didn't understand it) by it's erotic nature. 

While the folks were gone and me alone in the home, got curious and decided to go for it, I can't tell you how nervous I was, even if I was alone and no one would know.

Putting it on I felt like I crossed a line. The material felt completely different. I feel soft and vunerable. I had no idea that there would be more like me and I wasn't alone. That's comforting.



Thursday, February 29, 2024

Short Story: Tulip Goes Job Hunting

Tulip Fancy

Our sweet delicate Tulip looks to a different type of employment.... something less subservient and feminine.

While going through the newspaper today, I saw an ad for a job that I hoped would be my way out of the diner, namely the busy hands of the male customers. Getting a slap on the butt had become too humiliating and I was getting real tired of picky customers. The job ad was for a general hand in one of the local lumber yards.



I was quite excited and couldn't wait for my wife to get home so I could tell her.

When she arrived, I took her bag and hung her coat up. I was bursting to tell her but didn't want to crowd her when she first came in. I bought us some tea and she looked at me suspiciously. 

"Ok she said, spit it out." 

It was then that I told her about the job at the lumber yard. She looked at me and said, "Do you mean working in the office. Because you were working in an office when I met you and that didn't end well." 

"Well no, I would be working in the yard. Moving timber, filling orders, cutting things up. That sort of thing."

She paused for a minute. Then took both my hands in hers. She was running her thumbs over my knuckles. 

"That feels nice. Is that the new hand cream Kelly asked you to try? Smells nice too." 

"Yes," I said. 

"How do you think the men would treat you?  You've had some not nice experiences at the diner." 

"But I would not look like this. I could get my hair cut and buy some work clothes." 

She looked skeptically. 

"What pretend to be a man? Have you ever driven a forklift? You can't even drive a car. Have you ever used power tools or heavy machinery? No, I said feeling a bit deflated. Look how soft your hands are. They would be covered in painful splinters in no time." 

This wasn't going how I thought it would. I could wear gloves I said hopefully. She pulled me towards her and hugged me to her breast. She smells my hair and kissed the top of my head. 

"I know you want to get out of the diner, but this isn't the way. I have spoken to Monsieur Rabanna. He is the millioner who owns the Ladies Hat Shop in the square," she said."He is looking for someone to open in the mornings for him. He starts late and works late. If you check your lippy and grab your purse, I'll drive you down there to meet him. I believe he is homosexual so you won't have any trouble from him. You might even get a staff discount. If you get a nice hat, I'll take you for a Sunday drive."

(*note: I will begin to place Tulips stories to her own pages soon for better access- Annabelle B)

Wednesday, February 28, 2024

Caption: Necessary Humiliation

An extra caption picked from Pris Pris (Priscilla Gay Bouffant), I had to sneak into this week


 

Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Your support and engagement is a lovely sweet surprise!


Thank you for supporting this blog through engagement and reading our wonderful stories. I'm happy and shocked to see that so many readers from around the world enjoy this site. When I first started this blog, I never intended it to get as big as it is now. A big thank you to all! I will continue to keep this blog alive as long you enjoy it. Kisses.


 

The kink of spanking...the earliest exposure to kink?

 I never really understood the spanking kink until recently. Visually its humiliating in terms of body submission position (bent over) and the passive action of allowing it to happen. I guess for some of us, the interest in femdom started with being placed over a woman's knee and being disciplined after doing something we shouldn't....

The artist Barb has some artwork that has shown me that spanking is very interesting. What are your thoughts on spanking? Stimulating? Doesn't do anything for you? Causes bad memories?

(I never got spanked growing up)