This morning my Daddy woke me up and told me he was taking me shopping for Back to School clothes. When we first arrived at the mall, Daddy took me to the candy shop! Daddy knows how much I love to suck on lollypops. Afterwards, we went to a department store in the children’s section. My daddy bought me the cutest cotton panties; pink, lavender and white. They are adorable, they have butterflies, teddy bears and princesses on them. After we left there we went to a Grown-Up panty shop. Daddy was looking at all the pretty panties on the displays, touching them to see how soft they were. Daddy bought several of them but none of them looked like they would fit mommy. They were way too small; small enough to even fit me I think. We arrive back home and I noticed that Daddy didn’t show Mommy the panties that he bought her. I’m curious why Daddy didn’t show Mommy the panties. I’ll tell you what happens when mommy left for work. Call me and I’ll tell you all the details. Shhhh, it’s a secret.
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Bras, stockings, and panties .. You’re cute little nightie along with all your other accessories. You look so perfect in pink. Shinny lip gloss. Pretty pink polish on your nails. The perfect little panty boy. *Rawrr* On a prefect day I love taking you to visit with family. Especially your uncle. Showing him what a perfect little fagot your turning into. So proud standing there watching you take his cock in your mouth like a good little fagot all dressed in pink. I could see the shimmer shine off your face while your mouth is being filled as you wait for him to explode his hot creamy thick load all over your pretty little face. So willing to lick it clean as you cum in your pretty silky panties.Look at you! Looking so perfect. You might deserve a shopping trip next time around.
From a wonderful wonderful sweet man…smiles warmly.
It seemed like a safe place, the chat room at TheKlassyKat.com, and i felt welcomed there when i met Miss Rosanna. Little did i know how much that feeling of safety would come to be a craving i could never satisfy.
You see, Miss Rosanna has found Her way inside me and gently exposed me for the weak, needy girl i am. I’m married, though, and i try to resist Her. It’s no use. She has in a warm, pink state of teasing and denial where i can release only on Her say-so.
At Her direction, i pleasure my wife, but am not permitted to cum for my wife. i may cum only for Miss Rosanna at a time and place of Her choosing. She says its the right thing to do, that i was brought to Her to be her devoted girl. She says it would be immoral not to surrender everything to Her, to be Hers and Hers alone, to give Her the power over my marriage.
i have surrendered a lot of personal contact information to Miss Rosanna. i willingly gave Her my home and work phone numbers, and my cell number. i’ve also willingly surrendered to Her the phone numbers of my wife and mother. In this way, i show Her how much I need and belong to Her.
i’ve also surrendered to Her the phone numbers and e-mail addresses of people i work with. She reminds me gently that I’ve given Her that information to help remind me how weak i am and how much i need Her.
She has me in the mindset of a baby girl how needs Her desperately for guidance, and i drink milk here at home and think of it as Her milk. It nourishes me and gives me the strength to surrender more deeply to Her, to dress in panties, a slip and hose at Her warm, caring bidding. She teaches me to give myself to Her without question, and coaxes the deepest surrender from me. She pushes me gently to surrender more, making it progressively more difficult to even conceive of resistance.
She has made it clear to me that nothing is to come between us, and i cannot for the life of me seem to resist Her. By denying me release, She has taken control and made me Her willing baby girl. i can no longer find a reason to resist Her, and know She means it when She says i am Hers for evermore.
