Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Sorry about this

Sometimes I do things like this.  It's a compulsion.  It's best just to ignore me.



When I was a lad I fantasised
Of being by a lady with a cane chastised.
I visited a domme and I paid my dues,
And I polished up the
leather on her high heeled shoes.
(He polished up
the leather on her high heeled shoes.)
I polished up that
leather so carefully
That now I am
a sissy maid to Mistress B.

(He polished up that leather so carefully that now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B!)


Ti tum ti tum ti tum ti tum

In our next encounter, I played the role

Of a schoolboy, under very strict control,

With my tie askew and my homework late

I wrote five hundred times that I deserved my fate.

(He wrote five hundred times that he deserved his fate.)
I copied all those lines so obediently,
That now I am a sissy maid to Mistress B.

(He copied all those lines so obediently that now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B!)


I turned up each month with my tribute in hand

In a plain paper envelope like contraband

And soon found myself, though not first - by far

Appointed to her stable as a regu-lar

(Appointed to her stable as a regu-lar.)
I was spanked and pegged so reg-u-larlee

That now I am a sissy maid to Mistress B.

(He was spanked and pegged so reg-u-larlee that now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B!)


In visiting my Mistress for my monthly task
For a sign of her favour I began to ask
And my joy knew no bounds when, before her throne

I received a leather collar naming me her own
(He received a leather collar naming him her own.)
That collar was my passage to slavery,
So now I am a sissy maid to Mistress B

(That collar was his passage to slavery so now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B!)


Quite soon in my journey as a collared slave

I was fitted with a tube so I don’t misbehave

And I soon experienced a sharp decrease

In the frequency with which I could achieve release.

(The frequency with which he could achieve release.)

I spent so much time in chastity

That now I am a sissy maid to Mistress B.

(He spent so much time in chastity, that now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B).


I retired from my job, free at last from stress

And I bought myself an apron and a frilly dress

For my plans for retirement had been long laid

To attempt domestic service as a sissy maid!

(To attempt domestic service as a sissy maid)

I teetered on my heels so precariously

That now I am a sissy maid to Mistress B.

(He teetered on his heels so precariously, that now he is a sissy maid to Mistress B).


So....


If you dream of a lifetime spent in unpaid work,
With the cane awaiting when you dare to shirk

If your heart leaps high at the thought of a mop

And a life down scrubbing on your knees, non-stop.

(And a life down scrubbing on your knees, non-stop.)
Spend all of your money on your session fee
And you all may be
sissy maids to Mistress B.

(Spend all of your money on a session fee and you all may be sissy maids to Mistress B!)





Pictures are from the rather lovely cleversissy.tumblr.com, who surely is.


4 comments:

  1. "Very silly indeed"? I think not. W.S. Gilbert would be proud.

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    1. Actually, I suspect he wouldn't. But who knows? They were a rum lot, those Victorians. It's kind of you to say so, anyway.

      I'm warning you, though... too much more of this and I might inflict "I am the very model of a modern leather domina" on you, and you really don't want that.

      Best wishes

      S

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  2. MMMm a little of that other ditty about transvestism the I'm A Lumber Jack & I'm OK. Femsup

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    1. Ah but if I'm going to feature a Monty Python song here, it has to be
      Sit on My Face, surely?

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