I got a total of three enemas that day. Mistress Rosemarie was not mean though. After I leaked the first time she did allow me to sit on the toilet and empty myself the best I could. If you have ever had two enemas in a row you know that you can not empty it out totally in one sitting. The second enema hurt so much because it filled me up a lot more then the first and when I leaked I leaked a lot and had a lot of cleanup to do. The third enema was really really bad and before I exploded on the floor she told me to go to the bathroom before I really messed up her bathroom. She was kind enough to let me completely empty myself after that and then I finished my sissy maid cleaning chores. Ultimate Adventure* —You get the “getting started” activities, your choice of one (of the two) extra long assignments, your choice of four (of the seven) long assignments, your choice of three (of the five) events and as many of the punishments you would like. Also, since you don’t always know where you want to go, after receiving the activities, you can exchange any three of your activities for others. I should run the Hoover over your chord, you infernal contraption.” Edith mutters. “Let’s hear you ring then!” Oh no!” Mrs. Hawarden replies. “No the interiors are in splendid condition, Miss Chetwynd. It’s not that…” There is suddenly a burst of angry yaps at Mrs, Hawarden’s end of the line. “No! Yat-See no! No!” screams the woman, causing Lettice to pull the end of the receiver away from her ear. “Barbara! Barbara! Barbara come and fetch Yat-See! He’s about to…” Mrs. Hawarden’s end of the line is suddenly muffled, no doubt by the woman covering the telephone receiver’s mouth piece with her hand. There are some more muffled cries and some more volleys of sharp barking before things go quiet again. A moment later Lettice can hear the fingers uncovering the telephone’s mouthpiece. “I am sorry about that, Miss Chetwynd.” the Mancunian replies, suitably composed again. “As I said, we’re new here, and my dear little baby, Yat-See is getting into all sorts of naughty doggie mischief.” She laughs awkwardly. “Now, where were we?”

You can expect a whole load of fabulous fun! You will be welcomed into the safe haven of The Sissy Dressing Parlour with either a cup of tea or other refreshment. I always like to chat with girls when they arrive before jumping straight into dressing.

This 1920s upper-class drawing room is different to what you may think at first glance, for it is made up entirely of 1:12 size dollhouse miniatures including items from my own childhood. shapeware and dressing. Once dressed, depending on what appointment you have booked, I will either coach you to pose for photos, engage in kinky play or whatever other devious fun we have arranged beforehand. Welcome Ladies my name isJanice C. Parker. My friends call me Janice but I expect anysissies reading here to call me Mistress Parker. Since myhusband came to me and admitted his desire to serve me my life has been very different. I took a novel approach to his unusual confession. I looked at it as an opportunity so as a result I decided to indulge him in his fantasy.

I was told to fix myself and to look like a proper sissy maid. Mistress Rosemarie had not released the enema, but the big enema douche nozzle hurt my sissy vagina. I stood there for several minutes as Mistress Rosemarie took pictures for my sissy scrapbook. It is so humiliating to know that I have a sissy scrapbook that she keeps and is my ultimate threat of embarrassing exposure. I stood as still as I could dreading the start of my sissy maid duties for the day. This is where control, my greatest turn-on, takes over. The act of being dress and transformed is at Nothing more was said as Emilee poured the brandy into the decanter, but she knew that this discretion, plus the broken plates of china, would certainly lead to her dismissal come Monday. Which did not bother her a bit, these rich snobs had absolutely no heart, and would soon be facing a rather nasty comeuppance.

With them is their 18-year-old niece Cecelia, the Baron’s youngest child. Who had just come down that morning to be shown off by her Auntie to her guests. Forced feminization" perhaps gets used far too often, as well as incorrectly. I am guilty of this. It is This is how I bend down to peep through The Salon's two-way mirror – as I spy on my husband and his new lover, Sir Charles Dexter! I should explain that Mistress' mobile phone has an app to display closed circuit TV images of the maid waiting in the hallway and another app to control the DreamLover2000 electronic zapping device within the maid's full Florentine she-male chastity belt.