Bridal Lingerie

Thankful to be back after a hiatus of sorts.  While i am a bit more "mature" since i posted last, things are going well here.  Still in chastity, pantied and ever-so-submissive. 

Hope to post once or twice a week as time allows.   Maybe some old friends will return.

Missed you all!  

Today's topic deals with one of mine and other CD's lifelong fantasies of being a bride and is taken from one of my favorite websites, Lingerie Briefs.

Bridal Synergy

                                                                                        By Ellen Lewis

The synergy between the bridal and lingerie industries has always fascinated me. It’s not about the wedding. It’s all about the artistry, the cherished memories unique to these tableaux.   Exquisite laces, delicate embroideries, luxurious fabrics, treasured details, pearls, crystals, floral motifs are all assembled in an enchanting conclave of beauty. Basking on this assortment, one can easily grasp how a woman’s sense of self would be enhanced by wearing any piece. I asked multiple brands to send me a few images of their Spring 24 bridal collections. The extraordinary response forced me to deeply edit some amazing choices. I just might expand on some later in the season.

Bridal Synergy

 Click on the link below the picture for more beautiful bridal lingerie!

Hope to see you here again soon.

love,

sissy terrie

 

A Life In Pink

Sometimes I get pretty jealous of other sissies. 

Take this one for instance...

I do have a pretty pink Holy Trainer chastity device like she does but...

I never get to wear black lace panties like she has.

I've only been allowed to wear soft pastel or floral panties, per order of my Mistress Wife Diane (MWD).

A few months ago, She decided that I'm only allowed to wear pink panties unless specifically directed otherwise.

Tomorrow is a matching panty day with my sissy sister Nancy, per orders of MWD.

We'll be in pink Dixie Belle panties if anyone is interested.

Kisses,

sissy terrie  💏

Valentine's Day - 2023

 Found this poem I thought some might enjoy

Crossdress

                                                                                   by Jessica Caldwell

 

Your fingers gently caress
The hem of my skirt
With a look on your face
That makes my chest hurt

When asked what you’re thinking
You say you simply wish
That you had been born
Allowed to be so stylish

Then I snap to my feet
Pull you up by the hand
Throw open my closet
Hope you’ll understand

You sit before it a statue
But I see your eyes searching
So I pick your dress myself
I can feel your heart lurching

As I leave you to change
I promise all the time you need
For unlearning your upbringing
Cannot be forced with speed

When finally you emerge
Cheeks all ablaze
You’re swishing your skirt
But avoiding my gaze

I remind you you are welcome
To all else you could wear
Catch your eyes gently
See the light dancing there

We select the best accessories
You’ve quite excellent taste
And I can feel energy radiate
Once everything is placed

You stand in the mirror
And I think it’s the first time
I’ve seen you look at yourself
Without feeling it’s a crime

Uncertain words will reach you
Instead I bow low
Proffer up my hand
For there’s yet more to go

You hesitate only a moment
Before gripping tightly
While no music plays
We begin spinning lightly

Me with two left feet
And you your first high heels
Movements soft and careful
While you discover how it feels

 

 Happy Valentine's Day!

love,

sissy terrie 💞

Super Sissy Sunday Thoughts

There's loads of indifference here about today's Super Bowl, with no real rooting interest for either team it's going to be just another game with hopefully a few interesting commercials and just maybe, someone will flash their pretty panties during the halftime show.  Who knows?

On a totally unrelated subject, I just happen to be thinking about...

...when I was young and I just knew I was different.  I thought there was really something wrong with me.  Whey did I love wearing panties (and other girly things) so much?

As scary as it was, I had all these weird fantasies that played through my mind.  My aunt would never do such a thing...or would she?

I never thought it would actually happen but thanks to my loving, understanding and beautiful Wife, many of those fantasies did come true!

Have a happy Super Bowl Sunday!

💋💋💋

sissy terrie 💓

 Have a wonderful "Thick Thursday."

Just a reminder that i have a thing for Dominant Women with Curves...

A unique panty is nice to look at also.  Not necessarily my style, but it got my attention.  Or maybe be it was her beautiful ass.  Whatever...

xox

sissy terrie 💗

The Tipping Point

 The path, process and sometimes more formally, the procedure has been a long one.  From the time I first stepped into a pair of panties to where I am today...I've lost plenty of my masculinity.  I'm not sure exactly when or where the tipping point was when my femininity took over...

...but I'm quite sure I'm now past the point of no return.

Does anyone else ever feel that way?

Love,

sissy terrie 💕

Showers & Spankings

I knew yesterday that I was going to be in for a disciplinary session today with Mistress.  She wasn't happy about how I reacted to something earlier in the week and made Her displeasure known.  Nonetheless She was still in a pretty good mood this morning and decided we would go to the gym together.

When we got home She decided we'd shower together since today, February 5th is National Shower with a Friend Day.   We shower together once and awhile, typically when She's in the mood for some oral attention or to shower me Herself in Her own intimate ways.  My other experiences when it comes to Her showering for "fun" involved some rather steamy and soapy sessions with Her lover.

This morning's shower with D was nothing like the one above.  I was on my knees and locked up safely in my cage.  When She decided I'd had enough and She was clean enough it was time to dry off and get ready for my spanking.

With the panties She'd worn to the gym stuffed carefully into my mouth.  I took 30 strokes with the hairbrush - 15 on each cheek.

 It hurt.  I learned my lesson.  And, we saved water.

Love,

sissy terrie