Priscilla's Photo Pick's of the Week (12/16/24)

 

Tuesday Tulips: The Start of Tulips BBQ Experience

Tulips Fancy

Our heroine serves at the BBQ like a good emasculated submissive male-wife..... Tulips gets some help though...

    Sitting in the kitchen as the BBQ wound down I had very mixed feelings about the day. I feared that some memory's would stay with me for a while. Most of the dishes were done. Peter finished drying and I put the last plates away. As he was hanging up the tea towel, I noticed the two colourful beaded bracelets he was wearing as his lace cuffs fell down. They had female names spelt out in the beads. I asked him who they were. He said they were friendship bracelets from the ladies at the shop. He looked very embarrassed so I didn't press him on them. 

    The day started well enough. One final look in the mirror and I went down to the Kitchen. My wife was just finishing making a bowl of fruit punch. I wrapped a kitchen apron around my waist and checked the salads in the fridge. Thats when I realised, I would have to refix my hat every time I changed into my full hostess apron as it went over my head. I would only be wearing it to serve food and drinks then my wife and Kelly were keen for me to show off my pretty dress and figure. She came up behind me and ducked down to get under the brim of my hat and kissed the back of my neck while wrapping one arm around my waist and the other pawing at my breast. She pulled me back into her and told me I looked perfect. I could feel my breath quicken and my knees go week. She supported my weight for a moment until I regained my composure.  Then let me go and went to answer the door.  

       Peter followed her back in. He was wearing a pink suit like a footman in a Disney princess carton might wear. I thought for a moment that we were having a costume party but I knew we weren't. I was surprised when instead of shacking hands he kissed me on the check. My eyes were somehow drawn to the prominent bulge in the front of his tights. I did not know until a few weeks later that he wore a device covered by a pad to smooth out his tights. We bought his pasta salads in and transferred them into serving dishes for the buffet table we were going to set up. People were starting to arrive so I took my hat off and put my hostess apron on and refixed my hat in the mirror and started carrying trays of drinks out to the guests. I offered Peter one of my plainer aprons but he had bought his own which turned out to be more elaborate than mine. I think he was glad to cover his tights despite the femininity on his hostess apron. I could tell he was embarrassed but put it on and helped me with the serving. 

        Angela, Peters wife and some of the hockey girls had arrived and were hanging around the BBQ drinking beers from the ice bin that had been set up earlier. Monsieur Rabanna and his husband arrived and mixed in with Derick and Doreen while my friend Mary from the salon was a good addition to the group. Mary's husband would be coming after he finished his round of golf. The other people were my wife's work colleagues, partners, associates and customers that I did not know. And there would be more people coming later. As the afternoon wore on the buffet table was set up and running and I was able to take my apron off and have half a glass of punch while chatting with Mary. I was flattered by her praise of my hat and dress. Most people were in casual shirts and shorts. Some of the woman had made more of an effort. Being dressier than most I was both flattered and embarrassed by the attention I received but felt oddly proud. That feeling didn't last as the guests consumed more alcohol and started loosening up. Some peoples uglier side surfaced. Particularly when the golfers arrived....

Submission Sunday (Dec. 15, 2024)

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Priscilla's Photo Pick's of the Week (12/10/24)

 Sorry for the delay everyone, I guess this is the busiest time of the year! Priscilla chose some good ones this week for you all like the 3rd one!

When Sissy Celia's wife told "Her" that she'd be "Serving" her wife's Bulls, she thought her wife meant coffee and Bourbon, not Orally and Anally as well. 

Taylor LaVie's Book: The Mixer at Lace & Leash

A week ago I covered Taylor LaVie's world of Boywives. LaVie has a new book out and wanted to share a portion of his sexy book The Mixer at Lace & Leash. I love LaVie's philosophy and appreciation of the feminized male taking on the submissive role of a woman. 

Link to LaVie's book at Amazon: 

The Mixer at Lace & Leash

 

*Updated* Priscilla's Photo Captions Pick of the Week (12/4/24)

Hello everyone, I updated this post by adding more captions to enhance this collection. I love, love the office one (#11)! 

 

Source: Femulate.org

Source: Femulate.org