Behind, or below, every pretty bra that's part of a bra and panty set is a pretty panty waiting to be seen and admired.
And usually, there's also a submissive sissy around wanting to show it off.Love,
sissy terrie 👄
Behind, or below, every pretty bra that's part of a bra and panty set is a pretty panty waiting to be seen and admired.
And usually, there's also a submissive sissy around wanting to show it off.Love,
sissy terrie 👄
For many of "us", enjoying our femininity goes beyond just wearing pretty things. Our earliest years of exploration with this fetish or fantasy often began with the feeling associated with a simple pair of panties. Over time, our repertoire of thrill-inducing lingerie, hosiery, shapewear, dresses and other garments and accessories continued to grow.
However, beyond the obvious ladies clothing, makeovers and other physically visible manifestations of our femininity, what are some other ways we can enjoy the "feminine mystique?"
Well there are several ways this can happen. I'm not going to get into all of the ones I can think of now but instead focus on just one ways I get to enjoy my own femme self.
Every morning and throughout the day, my inbox has several promotional emails from on like shopping sites like Her Room (my favorite), Rago, Bali, Jockey and other lingerie sites that I've signed up with to receive promotional emails. The emails usually feature items that are on sale with promotional codes you can use on your purchases. If I've bought something from them before the messages are often more personalized, making me feel even more girly!
Here's just one example from Her Room that I received yesterday along with the accompanying picture:
We've done something
special -
just for you.
Terry,
You bought these panties in size 6 along with other size women - Your Sisterhood!
We want to share with you the other panties your Sisterhood loved, kept and raved about.
(See below)
Bali DFPC62
Passion for Comfort Hi-Cut
Brief Panty
Bali FF62
Full-Cut-Fit-Stretch Cotton
Hi Cut Panty
Bali LD62
Lace Desire Microfiber Hi-Cut
Brief Panty
I can't tell you how special it made me feel to be part of a "Sisterhood!" And yes, as soon as I get permission from Diane, I'll be buying some of those "Lace Desire" panties. Just not in black!
There are times however that the personalization gets a little too close for comfort. Several years ago I received a postcard via snail mail addressed to me from Victoria's Secret. It informed me that since I'd already purchased two bras, I only had to purchase one more to get the fourth one free! The letter carrier at the time was a woman. I often wondered if she noticed it and wondered what she must have thought.
And yes, of course I bought that third bra. Wouldn't you have?
Love,
sissy terrie 👄
How many of you are old enough to remember "Day of the Week Panties?"
Collectively, they made a very soft and sensual statement about one's femininity. I love the photo. I've always blushed when hanging my panties outdoors to dry and think my face would turn an even deeper shade of red if the days of the week were daintily embroidered on each one of them!
Oh, and let's not forget today is "Blue Monday."
Just thinking, what if...
Love,
sissy terrie 💝
A short and true story. It takes a very high level of trust to share certain things...
Memories
“Can you guess what hotel we’re in?”
The text from Her Lover posed the question. It was around 4 in the afternoon, the sun shining on the city skyline. They were likely at the Crowne Plaze just a few blocks from their offices.
It was also the sight where the three of us had met a few months earlier. Sitting in the hotel’s lobby bar, I had to humble myself and ask Him to make love to my Wife. She’d obviously prepped Him ahead of time and not surprisingly He asked me why. I told him about my inability to please Her during “regular” sex and once again, He wanted more information. One question led to another and before long I went through all of my sexual inadequacies.
After extracting more than His pound of flesh, He glanced Her way and She reached into Her purse and took out “the key” and handed it to Him.
“He has a key now” She said. “Don’t worry. It’s not THE key. I still have mine. But now, you have another keyholder.”
In an instant, my chastity cage felt much tighter.
Now months later, He was with my wife in a room at the same hotel, doing exactly what I had asked Him to do.
Love,
sissy terrie 💘
It happens to be a beautiful Saturday morning here in the desert southwest. Mistress is at the gym and I'm here in my apron taking a break from housework. I'm sure I'm not the only sissy wife or submissive husband, hubwife or significant other who's spending their Saturday morning in a state of domestic bliss. In fact, I KNOW I'm not 😏
Across America and the world there have to be countless males who, each Saturday or some other designated day of the week, are tasked with what years ago was always considered "women's" work. Most of us are only happy to accept the responsibility and take it very seriously.
Of course, we're also thrilled to doing our work in pretty aprons...
Some are prettier and more feminine than others. Others simple but equally effective at putting us into the proper mood.Some may not even opt for an apron, choosing a more fashionable and less dowdy appearance...
I do take ownership of the kitchen - "This is my space!" But even when I'm in a dress and wearing my pearl necklace, I usually wear an apron. It's one of those garments that enhances my femininity...
So kudos and a shout out to all the sissy wives out there who help make so many households run smoothly and keep their homes neat and tidy and most importantly, the Women In Charge happy.
We're proud of our roles, and our homes!
Love,
sissy wife terrie 💓
Awhile ago we enjoyed a multi part short story "A Different Kind of Chastity" written by Nancy. Here's a similar story you might enjoy....
Girdled & Controlled
"We've had this conversation before" Mary told her subdued and embarrassed husband. "Your nasty little habit is simply out of control."
Tim stood there in front of his wife very humbled. He'd tried to explain to her why he masturbated so frequently. His sexual fantasies about Mary (so he said) were such a distraction that he couldn't focus on his work. Masturbation was the only answer.
"So what was the reason this morning. It's Saturday. It's a three day weekend. Yet you still played with yourself didn't you?" Mary asked pointedly.
How did she know Tim thought to himself, trying to think of a response. There wasn't time for one...
"Don't think I can't tell when you've played with yourself. Your whole demeanor changes and you could care less about me" she said with her voice raised an octave or two and her anger very evident. "I'm done with it."
"Look I'm sorry" Tim said. "What can I do to make up for it. I know I can stop it."
"No you can't. Don't bullshit me. I'm tired of it. I think it's time to lock you up. You wanted me to put you in chastity before for play well, I want to do it now for real" she said. "We're going to order one today."
"I know I said that but....I don't think I can..." Tim started to say before Mary cut him off.
"Zip it. I'm tired of listening to you. Get your sorry ass into the bedroom" Mary said as she walked by him and headed up the stairs.
Tim knew what was to follow. Mary certainly wasn't Tim's "Fantasy Domme" but one thing she did enjoy was putting him over her lap and administering spankings with either her bare hand, a hair brush or a paddle. Tim enjoyed most of the time. It was times like these he feared. She was angry and he was about to pay for it. He followed her up the stairs.
When they got to the bedroom Mary stood by the bed and with her hands on her hips looked straight at Tim and said "Strip down and put it on."
Laying on the bed was what tome thought was a pair of women's panties. As he moved closer he saw that it was a panty girdle.
"Off with trousers and silly panties and PUT IT ON!" she said firmly.
Tim obediently took off his slacks, put the on the chair and lowered his panties. He was afraid to turn around and face Mary because his cock was starting to get erect.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" she said. Tim turned and began to walk towards the bed. "Look at you. You should be ashamed of. yourself. You actually like this don't you?"
Tim said nothing. She was right. The sterner she became with him the more he got aroused. He picked up the girdle and started to put it on. By the time he had started to pull the tight fitting brief up his legs, he was fully erect, afraid that he'd have one of his stupid "accidents."
"Hurry before you mess again. It's probably a good thing you masturbated this morning isn't it? You'd have lost control by now. Quick. Get it on and tuck that little thing between your legs" she yelled at Tim and let out a laugh.
He almost lost it when the material of the panty girdle slid against his erect penis. Thank goodness he hadn't.
"Now take your shirt and socks off and pose for me. Hands on your sides. Cross your legs a little" Mary said. Tom took his socks and shirt off, placed them on the chair then turned and posed for Mary. Before he knew it, she'd snapped a picture with her phone.
"Perfect!" Mary exclaimed as she showed Tim the picture. "You're to wear girdle every day. We're both working from home now and I'm going to check on you regularly. I have two others just like this and I'm going to by more. That will carry us over until we get a chastity cage."
"Yes Mary" was all that time said. Humbled and humiliated, not so much by the panty girdle but by Mary's words and how she knew all about his masturbation habits.
"The picture I took will also serve as a deterrent for you. Or maybe a motivator, depending on how you want to look at it. Now go stand in the corner. I'll be back in a little while" she said. "Don't think you're getting away with this without a spanking."
Tim moved to the corner feeling silly in nothing but the panty girdle, fearing the spanking that was to come as well as what Mary could do with that picture.
Love,
sissy terrie
Most of my readers know of my fondness for women with curves or as many of their admirers refer to them - BBW's. These Big Beautiful Women have always fascinated me but I haven't always made my true feelings known.
Thursdays is always a good day to celebrate the beauty of these "thicker" women...
It also serves to remind my readers of my fondness for then, just in case you've forgotten.
Love,
sissy terrie 💓