Hand sewn panties (sort of lol...)

Aren't these cute? i had an old pair of ruffled panties that the waistband elastic had gone *twang* in, so i got out the sewing kit and some ribbon and satin n stuff and look what i made!! they are very cheeky, and as you may be able to see i wore them in the pics in my last post - just the thing for girls like us to wear for Daddy heehee - and they are lined in satin in the gusset as well so they feel just dreamy to wear :) xo lissie

The Schoolgirl Look :)

OMG - more than a year??? *spanks self* bad sissy...

Thank you everyone who commented and emailed and got me off my bottom to repost. i haven't given up!! just been v busy with general life stuff getting in the way.

So...what i did on my holidays lol: well this one day at band camp, i was wearing a tartan skirt, and my blouse fell open...i'll always love the schoolgirl look i think, it's so teasy :) hope you like!! xo lissie

ribbons and pigtails

little piggytails are sweet - so are nice filmy negligees :) - but learning hair and makeup is important, here's some of my efforts from yesterday... i'm no expert lol xo lissie

girdles and glamour

i love retro glamour so much - here's my own take on it, it made me feel very femme fatale, or at least the sissy gurl version of...you can also see how small and tight my red ribbon is :) xox lissie

pink!

let's face it, it's one of my favourite colours, and i think it's a cute outfit (especially the faux leather leggings and legwarmers) can't wait to lose a little weight though lol... xox lissi

peachy sissy dress!

23/08/10

well finally some new pics lol…if you look back a few posts you will see pic of my peachy sissy dress. So I finally got around to wearing it today, fully corseted and with my little ribbon on under my panties. I especially identify peach as a sissy colour: sometimes guys can wear pink in an ironic fashion (even though i love pink!) whereas peach is just a bit too little girl. And I’m so not used to the restriction of corset (or ribbon!), but it’s got me thinking about a nice Master or Mistress making me more girlish J oh and I apologize for the blurry face, but no makeup is not a pretty look on me!

xox lissie

15 August 2009

last night’ show, first one back after six months – yay!

****Miss Dee’s poll has finished! ****** By a slim margin more people think i am better as Kayla Kent, sexy sissy whore: beating narrowly cute little sissy lissie in ribbons and ruffles. What does this mean to me? i guess that i’m more of a little, cutesy prissy sissy than i thought, the pics i did happened quite easily and quickly…and that only happens if there is an innate talent/predilection for it... and i know that Kayla Kunt with blonde hair will be hot, especially/even when dressed as a little satin party dress gurl.

i am finding being a feminised sissy gurl, the mix of kayla and sissy lissie, quite liberating: i know people look at me and wonder etc but i also know some of them are wanting to touch me or put their cocks in me. it makes me feel very sexy indeed and i have found myself wiggling my bottom more, or bending over unnecessarily to fix a shoe strap etc.

And i’m so proud of how the gig went, how the band played, how i wore my stripper heels all night, how i tried to speak in a soft and feminine manner surrounded by all those very manly and some quite scary men, how the burlesque girls treated me much more like one of themselves (with the first one, petite Miss K D being very nice, supportive and attentive), and how sissy and sexy i felt in my dress with my new tiered satin petticoat.

i'd so love if this band got famous: beauty salons in the morning, recording in the afternoon, world tours and shopping opportunity and living as a punk-rock princess full time!!!

i have been carrying my purse to all but the roughest areas or conservative jobs, even to pick up and drop off the P.A. i got ready at home tonight and my pretty satin dress doesn't have any pockets so i definitely needed it!! It's also easier to find stuff in a bag rather than search pockets.

More gigs, more of an excuse to get hair done too. still looking for an appropriate and good salon, have almost decided on blonde with highlights, but i’m worried about the effect of going from black to blonde on my hair.

And so although i have spent half the weekend in the car and dropping off PA's and amps etc and am a tired gurl, i feel the whole weekend was a success - especially feeling SO effeminate and frilly next to all the blokey men at the party.

Xox sissy Kayla Kent

7 August 2009 - PART TWO

PART TWO

Finally after two days of solid work I had time for my maid dress pictures! Omigod I am buzzing with femmy feelings after doing these pics and I am going to keep this post short: my pussy is all fluttery and I soooooo need someone to spank and do bad things to me :). Please tell me what you think!

xox Kayla

7 August 2009

red nails, red panties!

Just wanted to show off my red nails lol…feeling very Kayla Kent today!

xox Kayla

29 July 2009

29 July 2009

Another short post, but a goodie I hope. Miss D posed a great question: why would a sissy girl only show her cute

pics and not sexy ones? (there is a difference, boys).

So I wanted to do some really sexy pics with my favourite red and black satin bustier and red shoes, and this is what I came up with – I hope Y/you all like :)

I can tell you that I felt so femininely desirable when I was doing it, I have decided to go blonde with highlights after all! And gurls the moral of the lesson I think is to go for it, embrace sissiness and see how empowered and successful you feel. Yes, a submissive can feel empowered and proud!

LATER

Omigod! My beautician friend dropped around today (the gorgeous and inestimably valiant Ms I) to talk about haircuts and have a gossip and a coffee. She is a good friend and extremely valuable, and I was talking about how I wanted to get my other ear pierced as well so I can wear girly matching hoops and dangly earrings (as well as booking a salon day).

The brilliant Ms I went to her car and came back with stud and piercing gun, and before you could say Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis she pierced it with a stud! Pics tomorrow, but I am sooooo excited – this is a change I have had to really suffer for and I feel quite proud of myself. Now I just have to decide on acrylics; which will be easily damaged when I work or play bass, or grow my own nails out again (which are now in really good condition after buffing, cuticles, Sally Hansen clear coats).

Look at me go lol….

xox lissa

26 July 2009

Girdled for bed, in my favourite heavy satin long black nightgown and red bra & knickers, do you think I will make men’s cocks hard?

I was wondering tonight, what is the purpose of a sissy? Obviously to serve and train and behave, but as Miss D pointed out, the end purpose of transforming is to become a fetish sissy pleasure doll for men: tiny waist, big breasts, lingerie, and things like long red acrylic nails. Do you remember the old Forced Womanhood magazine covers?

I have admitted my fate and am posting some pics of me ready for bed and my hour’s plugging (and if I can’t stop, a sissy anal orgasm). I know I can’t hide forever so I might as well get some practise – it makes me quiver to think of men looking at them and getting hard.

And the big question dear readers, am I to go blonde? I have done the goth-rock black for years and it is akin to changing religions…but I know it will further sissify me in public, and make me more into a playboy bunny type sissy slut.

If I wait till I’m ready I never will be. Thanks Miss D, and all commenters: I crave feedback and will reply too.

xo lissa

24 July 2009

A pic of me from last year showing how i felt this morning, posterized for some anonymity lol...

I must have been having some very sissy dreams last night! Between that and my humiliating new obsession with finding cock to suck, I woke up pantieless and with my nightie up around my nipples, and with my sissy stick very excited *blush*. I wanted to cum so badly but I knew I’d have to do it with my pluggy in and then lick it up after if I wanted to follow Sissy Master’s rules.

I am very lazy and woolly headed in the morning, so I almost turned over and went back to sleep for the half hour I had left before the alarm went off.

But I got to thinking about how dominant and manly Master X would be (I picture him in leather trousers and teeshirt, carrying a penis gag in his hand) and how much his rules and assignments both help and excite me. And then of course I just couldn’t help myself: I got my plug and dildo out of the bedside table, put the dildo in my mouth, and put a lubed condom on the plug.

Lying on my back and spreading my legs, I imagined a Master Daddy pushing my plug in while he was calling me a “cocksucking sissy”, and the strangest thing happened -as my piggy plug popped all the way in, and the lace ruffle and satin of my nightie brushed my nipples, I had a sudden shuddering orgasm and came all over my tummy (lucky I didn’t sleep in my boned girdle last night!) without once ever touching my dickie…

This is the first time this has ever happened to me (and I have played with my dildo on the odd occasion up there) and omigod, it made me feel both humiliated and penetrated, but so feminine and submissive and not altogether in control of my body. I sort of both fear and love what is happening, and I did remember to scoop up all of my warm sissy cream with my fingers and deposit it in my mouth.

This is what is happening to me…I have cum only three times since starting to apply some of the rules.

I am still girdling and felt really full very quickly eating dinner last night, and my posture has improved lol: I was thinking about maybe keeping a record here of my weight and waist measurements but am not sure if it’s totally vain and off-putting to people.

Oh and more minor sissy humiliation at work today (I was in a very manly environment to do a job), with my plucked eyebrows, nude lip gloss and hair in a little girl’s hair tie – do you remember the sort that are an elastic band with two plastic bobbles attached? The ones on this hair tie are pink cubes with coloured hearts on them, so very cute and sissy. And because I am girdling I have to wear my work pants cinched high on my waist now otherwise they fall down to mid hip.

I feel like I am changing both my persona and features - for the better ultimately - although there is fear and trepidation involved as well. I am beginning to wonder if I should change my name to reflect this other change? I am casting around for suggestions but I really like Melissa (Lissa, sissy lissie): what do you think? xox

LATER

I have followed some sound advice and put up a collarme.com profile, "misslissie": i wonder if i'll get a message? xox

My confession

This is a place for my sissy confessional diary – and some pics and fiction too.

(These are some pictures of me over the last 3 years)

Ever since I was very little I have loved women’s clothing – I loved tea parties with my cousins; high heels and lipstick, stockinged legs and perfume on my Aunties and so forth.

I was caught by my parents when I was 11 – in a black satin teddy with lace sides and ribbon detail around the bustline, and black pantihose belonging to my mother, and years of shame and burying my obsession followed, with the odd foray into my mother’s wardrobe (poor lady!)

When I was 17 it became again too much to bury, and I stole a pair of my friend’s mother’s panties: delicate pale blue stretch satin bikini with lace trim around the waist. Ever since then I have been addicted to panties: the soft girlish feeling of slippery satin, nylon, lace; the zigzag stretch stitching around the edges, the frills of lace or ribbon bows proclaiming the wearer a prissy delicate darling.

Finally in my twenties I blossomed and fell in love witch suspenders and stockings, bras and heels as well. I had a couple of girlfriends who helped me a lot, and for a stage I was living at home as a girl, working in pants and tight sweaters with bra, panties, and stockings underneath.

I was still going out dressed a lot, and keeping my real hair in a long feminine style and dyed jet black. I still wore panties and slept in pretty nighties. And was experimenting with fooling around with men…

A couple of fumbling fondlings and one or two nice penetrations later, I gave up and enjoyed my fashionista sista existence by night and drab clothes by day, working hard at well, work, and house things.

Now again I feel the pull – I am shaved all over, wearing cute bra, panties and hose all day. I am keeping my toenails painted and eyebrows plucked, fingernails shaped and clear-glossed. I even wore mascara and small a-cup breast forms out of the house this week, and keep a precious pink ribbon tied around my sissy stick.

It is time to admit it – to my shame I am not just a courageous cute cross dresser who loves ladies; I am a sissy faggot bitch who craves cum and cock much more than a real girl. I need to replace all my grown up ladies clothes with girlish teen frillies, and sissy ruffles.

I want to be trained by Daddy to stretch my pussy with plugs, only take off my frilly training bra three times a day to rub breast cream on, and have my sissy peenie wrapped tightly in ribbons, or in a plastic cock cage. I want Daddy or Master to decide whether my hair stays long and tied in ribboned pigtails, or is cut short at the back and long at the front to be more like one of Prissie’s sissies.

I want delicious masterful big penises spraying cum on my cheeks and lips, or down the back of my silky ruffled panties so I go home dirty – or for Daddy to wank while I hold out the front of my panties, and watch as he cums all over my ribbon-tied sissy dickie.

I need to be changed and re-named and made into a proper gay sissy gurl, sit astride Master’s lap and kiss his manly face, and admit I’m just a cock loving pretty poufy sissy. I need to stare up at Daddy with tears streaking my mascara and my puffy pink lips wrapped around his big dick.

Oh I’m so ashamed!