That Time of the Month by sophie

I've been thinking about trying to restart my blogs, and what better way than with the newest report, included below, from sophie. She's always been a wonderful sissy girl,and I'm really glad that she's back in my training. 

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Hi Mistress, please find my report attached, for my period training. Thank you for training me to be a girl.

I had been sorting through some of Sophie's things and found a packet of sanitary towels, that Mistress had sent me to buy a few years ago. As I remembered​ going shopping for them, I started to feel a little submissive and girly. I took a photo of the packet and tweeted it. Mistress saw it and tweeted back that it was appropriate timing and after a few messages she kindly agreed to put me on my period. 

Now as a male I am obviously never going to experience having a real period, and I know they are not pleasant and not something women would choose to have if they had a choice. So not exactly the nice part of being a girl - not like wearing make up, dresses and heels are - which sissies tend to focus on.

As a sissy I want/like to do and feel things that girls do, so I was curious about what it is like to have no choice but to wear them. As a submissive it allows Mistress to train, control and feminise me; giving me instructions/rules, she decides when my period starts and stops, how often and when I need to change my pads. Thankfully I wasn't required to change when I was out, that would have meant having to carry a spare pad with me and change in public loos, which I know that girls have to sometimes do.

[She'll need to do that next month, starting a few days in advance of when her period is die so that she isn't "surprised".  ~ M]

Mistress sent me my instructions and told me my period had started, so I had to put a pad in a pair of my plain knickers (she didn't want my pretty ones getting messed).

Obeying Mistresses order, I took out my knickers and a pad out​ of the packet. Laying the ladies underwear on the bed and opening the yellow wrapping the pads come in, unfolding it and seeing the pattern that they have on the top side and then the sound of peeling the sticky side away from the wrapper (they're designed to stick to your underwear) and then positioning it to provide appropriate coverage, wrapping the wings around and underneath the crotch of my knickers.

With the pad in place I put my legs through and pulled my knickers up, I could feel the soft pad between my legs and as it went up the front, cupping my sissy balls and clitty (depending on where it was pointing). The pads added a little extra bulk and firmness to my knickers, so I was always aware that I was wearing them. However I got used to them and they get a little flatter as you wear them through the day, they were more noticeable whenever​ I changed to a fresh one. I would say that it is like wearing padded cycling shorts, except your wearing them all day and night for days.

I felt girly and submissive when putting pads in my knickers, having ​to have a fresh one for over night and the morning. Mistress also made me look at my pad and check it whenever I went to use the loo, this was an extra reminder​ I was wearing ladies sanitary towels and I guess is what girls have to do, so I would also have to do it.

[Yes, we check to see how heavy our flow is and if we need to change it. If it's heavy, we might have to change it every time.]

I would feel the pad between my legs and constantly be reminded that I was on my period and under Mistresses​ control, and she was making me into a girl. 

I wondered what the ladies in the super market or street that passed by would think if they knew I was being trained to be a girl and made to have periods and wear sanitary towels. Would they be sympathetic? "Aww, you poor girl" and give me advice on what they do to ease and get through theirs; or laugh at me, call me a big girl and tease me; or even worse would it be like the changing room scene in Carrie?

Mistress also messaged me to listen to the singer Seal for half an hour, as that was what she was listening to. I guess it helps her relax and get through her time of the month.

[I was being all mushy and emotional - being on your period can do that to you! I started out listening to "Kiss From a Rose" and just kept going.]

I have to admit that when Mistress said that my period was finished, I was a little relieved, as while I kind of enjoy being trained to do girly things, it was becoming a bit of a chore, and as we'd had very hot weather here things were a little sticky. Of course a lot of ladies will be saying, "Tough! What do you think we do?" which of course is true. Ladies don't have any choice, so why should a sissy girl like me? My training was very good and I learnt what it is like to have to wear sanitary towels for almost a week, just like a girl.


Thank you Mistress,

Sophie

Going Out Dressed En Femme for Halloween by Sissy Tiffy

Halloween is the perfect time for sissies in countries where adults dress up for the holiday to go out dressed en femme, and while Sissy Tiffy was still very new to my training, I decided that she shouldn't miss the chance to do so. We didn't have the time for her to get a costume (a french maid's outfit would have been ideal) so she just dressed in the girlie clothes that she already had. She was required to go out and walk around for at least 30 minutes (preferably an hour), but was not required to interact with anyone. I gave her a release as her reward for getting up her guts and doing the assignment even though I knew it made her very nervous. 
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Part 1 - Day Dressed En Femme

After waking up, while I'm interested in being full en femme right away, I know that I have to switch my computer over to my other Skype to get ready for work. After a quick message, I can start. Using my body trimmer/shaver I religiously remove all my body hair. It's not quite shaving or waxing, but it gets the job done. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and a sugar scrub to help soften the skin, and I'm ready to start playing.

Unfortunately, my cock ring did not want to play nice. I tried just a bit of silicone lube, but it made it difficult to pull the skin of the scrotum through, and then my balls started to retreat as well, maybe from remembering the pain from a couple of days ago.

[The seam on her inexpensive metal ring was rubbing, and 2" seems slightly small. Tiffy has ordered a 2 1/8" ring from a quality manufacturer in order to correct the issue.]

My outfit consisted of a set of black comfy panties, tight but not skin tight feminine jeans, blue v-neck top, front-closing 50b nude/beige bra, and a cowl neck beige sweater (really soft).

About 10 minutes after getting dressed, I was then able to work with the cock ring and apply it all the way. I did have a concern of getting aroused often with it on though. However, this time I used a little bit of silicone lube so hopefully it won't catch onto the skin or anything.

Next was a wig, kind of light brown and very long, also sort of distracting while trying to get work done. (Wig was put on after I ate breakfast, still not competent in eating while having long hair yet.)

During this time it made me wonder what kind of things we would agree on in terms of changing appearance to please you - would you want me with long hair? Short? Would you encourage me to pierce my ears? Wear toenail polish at all times? All sorts of fun things ran through my mind.

I didn't have too much of a problem with getting aroused during all of this except slightly during putting on the lotion and the cock ring once it was on.

However, once I put on the lip gloss and I could smell and taste it, I started to get hard inside my panties and could feel myself throbbing and pulsing - definitely looking forward to an orgasm at this time. I haven't mentioned this before, but I do have a slight lip fetish, or lipstick/lip gloss fetish.

Of course, now it was time for work, so I focused on that.

After work was mostly done, as agreed, I dressed normally except for leaving on my panties and cock ring, as I waited for dusk and the treat or treaters. I was really tempted to start edging but I knew that touching wasn't allowed until I completed my task. The whole "kids coming by for candy" turned out to be mostly a bust and just left me snacking on chocolate. I should have realized that this area has very few families.

 Now I was left with a dilemma - originally I wanted to get full femmed up around 9pm, and probably take a walk around then or around 10pm. But I was so aroused after playing and talking with you, and being all dolled up from earlier, that I wanted to do it sooner so I could have my orgasm, yet late enough that I wouldn't be noticed. Another small part of me thought it would be super hot to just do the en femme thing, come back and do a whole bunch of edges with no orgasm and please you by being chaste - even though I would have no idea when the next time I would get permission to cum again.

[NOTE: Not cumming when I have ordered you to cum doesn't please me, as you are NOT following orders. Staying chaste longer than I want you to is usually about your own ego, not about pleasing me.]

During this waiting period I also became hesitant and thought about backing out too. I had a lot of strong mixed feelings about everything. Then you called, and I really felt connected to you and a lot more owned than before.

Part 2 - Going Out
(and Typing with a French Mani Now)

Around 9pm, I decided to get fully dressed again. I chose a different pair of panties - this type a thong as I thought it would be a good idea to feel a bit naughty doing this assignment.

Once dressed, I went ahead and did my nails, which took the most time overall. At this time I also decided to drink 4 cups of water. Finishing with my bracelets, wig and lip gloss. Once all done up, definitely felt aroused, then reached for the door.

I'll be honest Mistress, I held that doorknob for what felt like 5 minutes. I felt major apprehension. I felt like just telling you I did it, and lying. I felt scared. Since I live in a big apartment complex I started listening to people outside of my door - was it clear or not to go out without being seen? Was getting hard to tell.

After a bit of surge of adrenaline, I opened the door, and quickly locked it behind me. While walking away from my complex only one person looked at me, but we didn't make eye contact. I quickly walked over to the area where I planned on walking around, a nearby area with a small lake. I had to cross one main road, but other than that I stayed around the lake. During this time, I was pretty warm - probably the adrenaline still running through my body. I was hyper aware of everything - my thong riding up, my tight jeans, my soft bra, my wig constantly making its presence known, and my tasty lipgloss on my lips, with the wig sometimes sticking to it - I understand now why girls might not like sticky lipgloss.

Originally I wanted to stay out for an hour to impress you, but around 45 minutes out I could feel a little pain with my cock ring, and starting to get cold - the adrenaline of this activity was starting to wear off. I started to make my way home, coming to the realization that I'll have to brave my apartment complex again. Once arriving back, I had no incident, making my way into my warm apartment, letting out a huge sigh of relief.

Part 3 - Orgasm

Now that the adrenaline had worn off a bit, I felt tired and maybe that I should skip my orgasm and edges. I waited a bit, and thought about it. Could I go another week without orgasm? Would you make me go even longer than that? Would you make me edge constantly? What really made me want to have an orgasm though is being able to say the mantra that you gave me. I also wanted to orgasm and think about eating my own cum. I've never done it, but you wanted me to, and you wanted me to start develop the habit. It's a bit of a hard limit for me, and if/when I do it, I think it would make me have a really strong bond with you.

Of course, masturbating with a french nail set on is no simple task. I have to be gentle and can't really touch myself like I'm used to. 

Provided that it's also been 2 hours since I drank the 4 cups of water, would make edging difficult/fun.

Unfortunately I had to remove the cock ring. With it hurting while walking, I knew I might run into problems with it on while hard and aroused. But removing it with nails on, my goodness - it took a bit of patience to avoid pinching myself a bit.

Getting to the edge while thinking about all we've done, and the pictures I'm sending to you, and the fact that I'm typing all of this with my nails, still wearing my delicious lip gloss, and my wig, bracelets and thong - well it took very little time at all.

Thinking back to the last time we talked, I quickly approached the point of no return, repeating and thinking of the mantra over and over. Once I started  cumming, I was glad I was kneeling because I think my legs might have buckled underneath me, it felt so powerful. Once I came, I almost felt like falling asleep immediately for a brief moment. Relieving myself after felt really good as well. (I typically don't do anything with my bladder in terms of sexual satisfaction, but it was interesting to play with it a bit.)

[The bladder play was all Tiffy's idea... as if she didn't already have enough going on! LOL! ]

Notes and Feelings:

I could really feel a connection to you as I had my orgasm and did a bit of edge play for about 15-20 minutes, specifically when I would repeat the mantra. I liked dressing up en femme at home as well, and talking with you is always nice. The assignment really helped me overcome my fear a bit, at least in terms of going outside fully dressed and made up as a woman. With that said, I didn't like the going out part. Not because it was cold, or the clothing felt uncomfortable, or anything like that, but I didn't feel any "relief" of doing this, it just made me a bit uncomfortable. That said, I think I prefer just dressing up at home - it's a safe environment and dressing up is just - fun. I like the feminine nature of just being care-free, a little bit frilly, and trying on new things, similar to maybe most people's experiences with dress-up. Other than that - wow, what an orgasm, it was very intense. What an assignment too - I feel a bit worn out from all that, certainly a lot of things that I've tried this past week, my goodness. Thank you Mistress for helping me discover myself and really have a connection to you throughout all this. I hope you enjoy the pictures! :)

Panty Shopping Report by Sissy Tiffy

Below is a panty shopping report from a new potential, Sissy Tiffy. She's in an area of Alaska that doesn't have my usual favorite lingerie shops, so had to get a little creative.

Enjoy!
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I originally had the plan of doing this assignment later this afternoon, because I have a date near the place where I purchased my panties. But then I realized I would have been uncomfortable bringing a backpack with panties in my size - and with my credit card on the receipt - inside of my backpack to a restaurant, so I decided to do the assignment this morning.

I took the bus to the mall. I got there a little early and walked around the shops a bit before I went inside to the two stores I picked out: Torrid and Aerie. I thought I was playing it smart by arriving so early and getting there before any other customers, but that was not so. Both stores had customers while I was shopping, which made me a little nervous as I looked around at the items. I was greeted at both stores by the employees. For both conversations, I basically said I was new in town and just kind of exploring. I also asked about sizing at both stores.

Aerie had panties all throughout the store, but none were in my size so I didn't stay long - just a few moments to casually look around.

However, as you can see in the attached pictures, I did buy panties (and bracelets) at Torrid, both of which were very obviously in the lingerie part of the store, so I couldn't just scope out the panties nonchalantly: I had to be pretty obvious with the fact that I was looking for the right size and look of female underwear! I tried to play it cool for a bit, then realized that I was just spending more time looking through all the styles and colors that they offered.

I settled on two styles, a black thong with very little lace trim because it sounded fun and daring, and a more basic style black panty with a lot more lace trim. However they didn't have my size for the thongs, so I ended up picking out the more basic style. If they'd had the thong, I might have bought both. The bracelets caught my eye as well, so I threw them in with my purchases.

It was smooth sailing after that, except for the fact that I was now carrying a Torrid black bag all the way to the bus, then to my bus stop, then on a 15 minute walk home. Very few people were walking around or even noticed me, but in hindsight I might have been more comfortable taking a backpack to stow my purchases.

 Best,

 Sissy Tiffy
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Oh, I kind of like the idea of you carrying the bag out for everyone to see as you journeyed home. ;-)

Part 3: Wearing my Secretary's Outfit While Working from Home by sophie

As you know, sophie recently had a Girlie Day, including a Sissy Shopping Trip where I sent her to shop with a note which she gave the shop girls, followed by another Waxing at her favorite Girlie Salon.

Part 1: Shopping for My Office Outfit with a Note from Mistress

Part 2: Getting my Legs Waxed Again at the Girlie Salon

Soon afterward, she took advantage of having the house to herself for a week by enjoying the rewards of her Girlie Day, including wearing her new secretarial outfit while she worked from home for the day. 

Enjoy!
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I had mentioned to Mistress that if I was able to work from home, with the house to myself, I would wear my secretary outfit for which she had recently sent me on a shopping trip. I woke up, with some excitement as today I was going to work from home and dress in my ladies clothes, all day!

I was already locked in my chastity device, but I climbed out of bed and took a pair of my knickers out, an M and S lace thong, which has two cute little bows at the front and back.

Then I took out the rest of my ladies office outfit, which were to be my work clothes for the day. I put my feet into the tights, and began to slide them up my smooth, girlie, waxed legs.

Next followed the white, lace-trimmed bra. I fastened the back, then slid the straps onto my shoulders. I felt it tight against me and felt so girlie.

Next, I put on my blouse, remembering the buttons were on the opposite side to my men's shirts. Then, I put my skirt on.

Now it was time for my accessories. Girls love to accessorise! I put on my belt, bracelet and necklace. I looked at myself in the mirror, dressed just like a lady going to the office.

In the afternoon, I received a tweet from Mistress, saying that I would need to wear my maxi pads. I went to the bedroom and took out my pads. Taking one out in it's yellow packet, I lifted up my skirt and took off my tights and thong. I unwrapped the maxi pad and placed it into my thong and fastened the wings around. Then I put my thong and tights back on. (Would a real girl have just pulled her knickers down and put the pad in rather then taking them off?) [Yes, a real girl just pulls them down, but you're still learning. :-) ~ M]

It felt a bit strange with my pad in - I could feel it between my legs. It was a bit packed in there, as I was also wearing my chastity device also. I tweeted Mistress, to let her know I was wearing my pad.

Finally it was the end of my working day. Wearing my office outfit was very nice - I looked and felt like a girl at the office would. I wish I had put my make up on, but that could have been an issue if I had had to go into the office on short notice.

I did feel girlie and wondered what the people I was emailing or speaking to on the phone would have thought at the idea of me in my nice ladies office outfit. Perhaps they would have told me to buy some more outfits and come in to the office wearing them, so they could have fun with the new office secretary!

When Mistress said I needed to wear my maxi pad, it made me feel even more girlie - having to stop doing a piece of work and go put one on, and then feeling it between my legs, especially when I sat down.

After finishing work, I took my outfit off, changed into my pink bra (same as the white one, the girls in the shop who helped me pick my outfit out, suggested I get them) and put my nice, pink, patterned dress on. I fastened the belt that came with the dress, and went back downstairs.

I looked down at my tights and how nice they looked.

I remembered that in the shop when I was buying them, the girls told me about the different shades. I started to search on the internet about tights and hosiery, and I found a YouTube channel all about ladies tights, stockings etc. After watching a couple of videos, I tweeted Mistress the link to one of the vids, as I thought they would be good for girlie training.


[This is a great channel, and one all the sissies (as well as leg and hose lovers) should check out.]


Then I relaxed, watched some telly and did some reading like any real girl would. Eventually, it was time for bed. I took my dress, tights and accessories off, then decided to change my maxi pad as I'd been wearing it most of the day and under my tights. So, for the first time, I had been dressed as a girl all day, from getting up in the morning to going to bed at night! I felt both pleased and submissive that I had been so.

I do wish I had been able to get some classic pumps, as Mistress suggested, to go with my new outfit, but I enjoyed my girlie day and being Mistress' secretary. I had been Mistress' office girl all day, dressed smartly while working and then getting changed into my pink dress after work, just like a real girl would. I felt very submissive because I was wearing an outfit that Mistress and several shop girls had chosen for me, just like a sissy girl who is being feminised and needs to be trained to be a girl.

The following day, I wore my knickers and another pad while still locked in my chastity device. (Mistress had thought about letting me have a girlie cummie as a reward, but decided that I hadn't been chaste for long enough).

I had to go into the office, but once I got home, I decided to wear something casual, so I put my plain white t-shirt on and tried it with some of my skirts: my black skater skirt, my nice netball skirt and my tartan skirt.

I tweeted Mistress, and she said I should wear my tartan one. [Pic at right of Knife-Pleat Royal Stuart Tartan Mini Skirt from sisterfunbunny.com, where sophie got her 14" one.]

Just like a real girl, I was discussing what outfit I should wear! So I put my tartan skirt and black tights on, and wore them for the rest of the evening. I liked the casual look and felt relaxed, the skirt was above the knee, and felt like something a girl would wear at the weekend when she was relaxing, but it still looking nice and girlie. I felt very girlie discussing which skirt I should wear with Mistress, and then walking around in my short skirt.

For the rest of the week, I wore my knickers with a maxi pad and locked in my chastity device. It was very submissive putting my pads in each morning before going into work, and of course sitting there in the office wearing them. I'm sure some of the girls in the office would have also been using them too. How they would have enjoyed knowing I was having to wear them because Mistress had said I has to!

I'm sure they would have teased by asking which ones I used, and when was I going to wear my skirt and blouse, as I was such a girl. I imaged Mistress smiling and grinning at how her plan to turn me into her girlie office girl was working, as I blushed in front of them all, while they all asked Mistress if I could go to work everyday as a girl and serve them all!

And the end of my girlie week, Mistress allowed me to have a girlie cummie. I rubbed against the bed, slowly teasing myself for as long as I could. I imagined Mistress and the girls watching me, telling me how pretty I was, how I made a good girl, and how they were going to turn me into their girl. Then I could feel it. I took a deep breath and felt myself cum. I thanked Mistress, and drifted off to sleep, her girlie girl.

*kisses*

sophie

Sophie's Girlie Day - Part 2: Getting my Legs Waxed Again at the Girlie Salon

Continued from:
Part 1: Shopping for My Office Outfit with a Note from Mistress
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I arrived at the salon about fifteen minutes before my appointment. Praying that no one that I knew would be there, I nervously went into the salon, and greeted the beautician, who was doing a girls' nails. I said I had an appointment, and she said yes, is it (my name).

[With the salon's ultra-girlie name, I bet they remember it when girls of the male persuasion come in, especially when they're repeat customers!  ;-) ~ M]

She said take a seat, and I sat down on the nice pale pink chair, and waited, with my shopping bag full of ladies' clothing.

[The pic at right is from the coffee shop where sophie stopped before going to the salon.]

A second beautician came by and said that they'd soon be with me. It wasn't long before she called me and took me back to the room where they did the waxing. I removed my trousers, revealing my plain black boyshort-style knickers, which I had purchased for my first waxing.

She then proceeded to put the wax on. This time, I sat up and watched. She started talking about how nice the weather was and about holidays. She then started the waxing.

Feeling the pain as I watched her pull the strips away (a bit like being spanked in reverse: the pain comes when the hand moves away from you), I told myself that a sissy has to suffer these things, so she can look pretty and girlie.

The girl then asked what I had been up to today. I had a feeling she might ask that, "Oh, I went into town and did some shopping." Then of course she asked if I'd bought anything nice. (LOL!) I took a deep breath and thought "what the hell!"

"A new skirt and blouse" I replied.

"Aww, that's nice" she said, and continued waxing my legs!

I then asked her about some of some of the other treatments they do at the salon.

My waxing finished, I went out to pay. The girl asked if I wanted to be on a list to receive offers, to which I consented, so I am now on a girlie salon's offers list!

I have had a nice girlie day. Having five different ladies getting involved (Mistress and four ladies in the shop) in picking my outfit was exciting. It was nice to go shopping with girls, as they obviously know more than me, including what to buy, and how they went together. It was like a training exercise. The way they discussed what went with what and gave me advice on what things were also made me feel very girlie. The fact that the ladies were choosing what I was going to wear made me feel submissive and like they were all in control. I wonder if the girls in the shop had a giggle at the end of the day.

[I'm sure they're still telling their friends and giggling about it! ;-)]

Talking to the girl in the salon about beauty treatments and telling her I had bought a skirt and blouse, made me feel girlie - and even more so when they asked if they could to send me offers, so I become a regular customer!

Having to lie still and suffer the pain of having the hairs on my legs pulled out while the girl smiled and inspected her handy work, also felt a bit like a punishment.

I just now need to try my outfit on, and admire my silky smooth girlie legs.
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Next: 
Part 3: Wearing my Secretarial Outfit While Working From Home - with Pics of sophie's New Outfit!

Sophie's Girlie Day - Part 1: Shopping for My Office Outfit with a Note from Mistress

Those of you who took part in my World Cup Chastity Game know that I asked players to submit ideas for a Special Reward that they would receive if their team won the Cup. This was the time to ask for something other than the spanking, chastity, edging, etc. that was already part of the game, and my own subs were allowed to submit items for which they would not normally ask me. A reward would be individually designed for each winner based on the ideas that they submitted. In other words, it was a golden opportunity to fulfill a fantasy under my supervision. 

Only sophie earned this reward. One of her ideas was to:

Go and buy a girl's outfit, such as a secretary or school girl's uniform. Tell the sales girls I lost a bet with some female friends and I have to dress up for them in this kind of outfit, and ask if they could they help me choose. Perhaps Mistress could write a letter out as though I'd lost the bet with her and include ideas of the kind of things she wants me to wear, so I can hand it to the girls and it looks like I have been sent.

sophie had another leg waxing at the girlie-named salon scheduled for her upcoming day off in a week and a half or so, so we decided that she would wait and make a day of it. She would go shopping first, and then take her bags with her to salon, like ladies do, and perhaps someone there might even ask her what she bought!

I decided that I liked the idea of her dressing as my secretary, to serve me. Of course, the note said that, as part of losing the bet, she would have to switch roles and serve the girls in the office for the day! :-) 

I must admit that I had a LOT of fun writing the note, and enjoyed thinking of what I like to do to certain men while I was doing so. 

We sent several versions of the note back and forth. At one point, I even had her copy it out by hand, as I thought it would reinforce what she was about to do. ;-)

However, I decided that it needed a few more changes. She didn't have time to copy it out and send it to me for approval again, so I allowed her to take a copy of the last version, printed in pink!

Below is the first part of her report, describing her Sissy Shopping Trip:
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After discussing and agreeing with Mistress, she decided that it would be good for me to dress as her secretary. I was to go with a note from Mistress, saying that I'd lost a bet in the office and had to buy and wear the outfit at work the next day. I have been shopping for women's clothes before, but I have never involved any of the sales ladies before, apart from paying at the tills.

After a few drafts, Mistress sent me the note that I had to show to the ladies in the shop. It said I was to buy:

• a pencil skirt 
• a ladies' feminine blouse/shirt 
• sheer tights
• a lace-trimmed padded bra and
• accessories to compliment my outfit, such as a belt and necklace.

I had decided that I would go to the city centre, and which shop I would go to, as they seemed to have a lot of things and are generally not too expensive. I got up early and had a shower and shave (face :-)). I had managed to get to sleep most of the night, but did lie there for a bit wondering what would happen on my shopping trip.

I traveled in to the city on public transport. There were lots of ladies who were going to the office, wearing their nice smart outfits, and I thought to myself, that's what I will be buying soon: ladies' office wear! I felt very sissy thinking about it, how smart and nice they looked, and if I would look as nice. I arrived at the shop about ten minutes after it had opened.

The shop, having just opened only had a few customers. "Phew!" I thought. I wondered around the shop a few times, looking for the items Mistress had specified in her note. A young lady at the till asked me if I needed any help, so nervously I said yes. I felt excited and nervous, I was about to tell a lady that I was being made to buy and wear ladies clothes by my female colleagues! I nervously explained I'd lost a bet with the girls at work and handed her the note, printed out in a pink font!

She read it and said, "Oh, you need to pick out an outfit!" She turned to her friend and said she was going to take me around the shop.

She asked me to follow her. She had the note and started reading the items on the list out. She wasn't exactly whispering!

She took me round for the skirt first: She looked at a few on the rails and then asked another girl if there were any more pencil skirts. As I followed her round, she picked one and asked me which size I wanted. I told her and she took one off the rail. She then went out the back to talk to some one. She took the note, and shortly came back. I don't know what she said while she was in the back with her friend.

Black Textured Wave Pencil Skirt - http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/skirts/black-textured-wave-pencil-skirt_284348001

Next, she started looking for a feminine blouse, and picked one out. She then found another, and again she asked her friend which one looked best. They both decided the second one looked more feminine.

Cream Sleeveless Shirt (Mine has two pockets.) - http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/tops/cream-sleeveless-shirt_303231513

Next, she took me upstairs to the jewelry. While we were in the lift, she said "It's a nice skirt, isn't it" to which I replied yes, it was. I felt like such a girl, talking about how nice skirts look.

We arrived on the second floor, and she took me over to the jewelry. She looked around and asked another girl about necklaces and bangles, and which colour would go with the skirt and blouse. They agreed gold. (Note this is costume jewelry, not proper gold.)

They started picking a few necklaces out, saying which ones they thought went with the blouse and skirt. They thought a nice drop one ( I think that's what she called it) to sit in the open neckline of the blouse. They picked three out, and we chose one. Then they talked about bangles, again looking around and picking a few out.

Gold Chunky Chain V Necklace - http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/jewellery-and-hair-accessories/gold-chunky-chain-v-necklace_303066793

Bangle - I can't find it on the website.

Next, we started looking for a bra. Her friend looked at the note and said it needed to be padded, so she started showing me them. She explained the padding, and how it gives it "more". The second lady started talking about back sizes and saying their sizes were different from those in a proper bra shop. They looked at the note and said she wasn't sure if they had any in the cup size on the note.

I said I didn't know about cup sizes, so she got two different ones off the rail and said "it means the cups are bigger", showing them to me them for comparison. We found a nice pink one with black lace, which I said I liked. ("Did I just say that?" I thought to myself!) The first lady agreed it was nice, but the second lady carried on looking through the rail and found some cheaper, so I settled for those. (I think they had forgotten about it being suitable colour for under the blouse, but perhaps being women they just know that kind of thing.)

[Ladies do know these things. Since it is a cream-colored blouse and you have light skin, a white or nude bra like the ones you purchased would be considered appropriate. The black lace on the pink one might have shown through in a fashion that would not be acceptable for the office. ~ M]

2 Pack Nude and White Push Up Bras -
 http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/lingerie/2-pack-nude-and-white-push-up-daisy-print-bra_305608372

The second lady then said "If you're not sure on sizing, you can try them on if you like." I was too nervous to take up her offer, and we continued. "What's next on the list?" she asked.

The first lady said I needed a small clutch bag, so we made our way over to where the bags were. The second lady said that a belt would be better. Then a third lady asked, "What's it for?" and they had a discussion about whether you would wear a belt with that skirt. They held the skirt and blouse up, and demonstrated tucking the blouse in for me. "An elasticated belt would be nice," the second lady advised. I agreed with the belt, just in case the skirt didn't fit.

"He needs tights next, silky sheer ones." the first lady said, so the three of us went over to where they were. The second lady asked which colour. They had dark or tan, and they then again had a little discussion about what colour you'd wear with the skirt and blouse. They advised a light pair would be best, and the second lady started explaining the differences between the shades.

Nude 10 Denier Shade 2 Sheer Tights - http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/accessories/nude-10-denier-shade-2-sheer-tights_282314712

The first lady then took me back down stairs to find a suitable belt. She picked one off the display. It was elasticated and has a gold coloured metal bar. "This one is nice. It's gold coloured, to match the necklace," she said.

Belt (not very good pic on website) - http://www.newlook.com/shop/womens/accessories/gold-wide-metal-bar-stretch-waist-belt-_314307701

"I think that's everything, on your list" she said and we went over to the till.

I tweeted Mistress that I had completed my shopping task and then went for a coffee.

I went into the coffee shop, ordered my drink and sat down, putting the bag of ladies clothes on the chair next to me. I replied to Mistress' tweet.

I didn't notice that the bag was open slightly when the lady brought my coffee over! I don't know if she saw any of my outfit.

After finishing my coffee, I went for a look round the shops before I made my way to the salon for the next part my girlie day: another full leg wax at the girlie-named salon.

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Next:
Part 2: Getting my Legs Waxed Again at the Girlie Salon

Part 3: Wearing my Secretarial Outfit While Working From Home (With Pics of my New Outfit)

World Cup Chastity Game Rewards & Punishments: Punishment Report by submissive geek

As readers of my Male Service blog and Twitter feed know, I ran a "little" Chastity/Spanking/Edging Game for the World Cup. Among the players who weren't My subs, submissive geek was by far the best*, and we've been talking now about his Applying to Me.

*To Me, this means following my instructions regarding the Rewards and Punishments, including performing and reporting them in a timely and respectful manner, regardless of whether your team won or lost.

Those who played the entire game and won in the Final got an individually-designed Reward from Me, based on the Special Request ideas that they submitted privately as we began the Knock Out Rounds. This was their opportunity to ask for something extra special, new or different.

sophie was the only one who won this. Her request was to be sent to shop for a feminine outfit with a letter from me to give to the salesgirl. Yes, she got to enjoy every sissy's fantasy! 

She had a full day today of shopping (pic at right) and going to the salon, and her report is coming soon. 

The losers of the Final had to buy and wear black ribbons as cock rings in honor of the winner (Germany), and edge once while wearing it. 

That's jezi's hairy, censored, teeny peenie at left! (LOL!) 

submissive geek's somewhat more impressive pic is below. Since I'm considering whether I want to officially put him Under Consideration, I had him submit a detailed report. Besides, I knew many of you would be curious about how these last World Cup Rewards and Punishments went, and that he would probably welcome having his published. 

Enjoy! ;-)
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My day started amazingly with a message from Mistress that, to my amazement, contained a recording of Her voice. It was so wonderful to hear Mistress Magick. I listened to it many times and it drove me crazy! Especially every time she said my name, mmm :)

Having been driven to new levels of horniness (on my seventh day of chastity!), I tied a black ribbon around my cock in honor of Germany. I wrapped a yard of silky black ribbon around my cock and balls quite tightly to make a cock ring effect and finished it off with a bow. I took a picture for Mistress. I then took the one edge Mistress had allowed me. It was very hard to stop wanking, but i managed to force myself.

Then it was time for my spankings: I owed Mistress 250(!), including interest, for backing Brazil in the game for 3rd Place. I decided to do them in sets of 25, alternating cheeks.

The first hundred weren't so bad, but after that they were landing on already sore skin and completing each 25 was very painful. I took a few pauses in between sets and managed to make it to the full amount. My butt was glowing, as was evident in the picture i sent to Mistress.

It was quite a pre-work session, and really hard [pun intended? ~ M] to just get dressed and head out without cumming. I was a horny mess all day at work and found it hard to focus.

The ribbon felt lovely though: the ends tickled and it held my package tightly, making it rub around more than normal. I made several visits to the restroom to tighten it up - i really liked the feel when it was nice and tight. It was a wonderful reminder of Mistress throughout the day.

Mistress was kind enough to IM with me that night, but primarily due to issues my end, it lasted less time than i would have liked. However, after much begging, i was allowed an orgasm! I removed my ribbon around 7pm, but unfortunately didn't have the privacy to cum, so had to wait another night and came in the morning instead. I tied my ribbon on again while i masturbated. i thanked Mistress Magick as i orgasmed, afterward licking up my cum from my hand as directed. i really am very grateful!

Mistress has decided to place me in chastity again, hopefully it won't be for so long this time! :)   [Don't tempt me, silly boy! ;-)]

Getting my Legs Waxed at a Very Girlie Salon by sophie

Just before last Christmas, I had been ogling at a ladies smooth silky legs. Obviously this wasn't good behaviour for a sissy so I reported to Mistress for punishment. We decided that if I liked looking at ladies' smooth silky legs so much then perhaps I should have a pair of my own to look at, so I was to get my legs waxed at a salon. Due to various privacy issues, travel, etc., Mistress allowed me to delay my waxing until I was ready and able, but she gave me some lines in the meantime.

About a month ago, I found that I would soon have time and privacy to get my legs waxed, so I let Mistress know that I would be able to have the rest of my punishment. Mistress told me to look for some salons where I could go. I found quite a few before eventually coming across a salon that has a very girlie name and which is quite pink in decor and style! I sent my list to Mistress, so she could check them, and she immediately liked the pink one! "Oh my!" I thought. I looked at their website and it didn't really list men's waxing so I emailed the salon and soon received a reply stating that they would be able to do a men's full leg wax! All I had to do was find a date when I could get time off work. Mistress had said I was to wear ladies underwear, but that they could be plain cotton ones... for now! :-o

I managed to get a day off work and emailed the salon to see if they had any appointments. I had left it a bit late as sophie had needed to take a short sissy break. The next morning my phone buzzed. It was an email from the salon. I nervously opened the email. They asked my if I could make it to the salon that afternoon! I sent a reply saying I could and soon got a reply telling me I was booked in for a full leg wax.

I was very nervous. I let Mistress know that I had been booked in and that I would see if I could find some hi-leg knickers as we felt the pair of minis I had bought would reveal too much.

I went to the shops in the morning. First I found where the salon was, and then I looked for a pair of knickers. I went into Peacocks, New Look and Tesco. I found some in Tesco, but realised that they had little bows on them. As Mistress said I should go in plain ones for my first visit, I put them back and found some boy shorts, which I put in my basket.

As I turned I saw a nice dress. It had 30% off, so was reduced to £17.50. I found one in my size, put it in my basket and made my way to pay. I stood at the check out and placed my items out on the conveyor belt. I got a knowing smile from the lady in front of me as I laid the dress out and started examining it. She must have been surprised to see a man take so much care with a dress, so perhaps she realised it was for me. I know it is nothing fancy, but as I can't dress all the time, every piece is special to me.

http://www.clothingattesco.com/dresses/f+f-spot-jacquard-tailored-skater-dress/invt/br412276

It was a few hours until my appointment so I went back home to change into my knickers and quickly try my dress on. Everything fit and the shorts had a bit more room to hide things. :-)

I was getting nervous now, it would soon be time to go to the salon. I left the house and made my way back. I parked the car but was about half an hour early, so I went for a walk to try and calm my nerves. Soon it was 15 minutes until my appointment, so I made my way to the salon, took a deep breath and walked in.

A young lady was sat at a table, having her nails done by a beautician, who looked up and asked if I had an appointment. Nervously, I said I had and gave her my name. She told me to take a seat. I sat down on a pink chair - there was a lot of pink! The seat was in front of the window but thankfully it was facing into the salon.

After a few moment and I settled down, I began to look around. I noticed a table was set up just in front of the chairs where I was sitting. I suddenly became nervous. Was this where I was going to be waxed, in front of everyone, in front of the window! Another lady appeared and asked me if I was me and took me into the back room (phew).

I entered the room, and she asked if I had been before. I said I hadn't and she asked if I had ever been waxed before. I said I hadn't, so she asked me to remove my trousers, down to my boxers. Err... I wasn't wearing boxers. I had ladies shorts knickers on, but I didn't tell her that!

She asked me to lie on the table. She said it might be painful as this was my first waxing. She enquired as to what made me want to get waxed. I just said it was a long story. (I did debate whether to tell her I was a cross dresser.) She just said no problem, and that she would start putting the wax on.

The wax was warm as she rolled it on my leg. She said grit your teeth and started removing the hair. Surprisingly, it wasn't as painful as I expected. In fact, the lady mentioned that I was doing well. :-)

Soon after, she asked me if I would be keeping up with getting them waxed. I said I wasn't sure. I nervously asked her if she had many men having waxing done. She said she did, and that it didn't make any difference to her who it was. She said she did nails, and make up on guys! (I guess she might have realised I was a bit girlie!) She said she could give me a price list.

As she worked her way up my leg, she explained that I should use warm water, not hot, in the shower and not use perfumed soap, because my pores would be open. Soon I was turned over. As she worked on the back of my legs, she asked which I felt had been the most painful part. (I wonder if she's a Domme.) I found it was the top of my legs at the back.

Soon I was all done, and she got some cream for me to rub onto my legs. She asked if I was okay with lavender, I said accepted it and rubbed the cream into my smooth (if pimpled) legs. The lady then left me to put my trousers back on.

Once dressed, I went out into the salon where a lady was sat having her hair done. I paid the lady who had waxed my legs, and she gave me the price list of the other treatments. As I left, everyone said "bye". I found that the girls at the salon were very nice, and it was good to hear her say that it didn't make any difference to her who she was treating.

As I walked back to the car, my legs felt different. I could feel my jeans against my bare skin. I feel very girlie. So I now have girlie, silky, smooth legs for Mistress.

Tonight, I'm wearing my new dress. I've got my pink panties, tan tights, peach petticoat on. I'm wearing my heels, my little bag and a touch of pink lipstick.

Here are some pics.

*kisses and hugs*

Sophie