I made it back from My trip, and now I am catching up on emails and such. I will get around to responses soon, but now I want to tell you about sissy gurl time!
My sissy wilamina was dying to spend time with Me, but the only way to do so was for me to travel to where he would be.
Sissy sponsored play time, HELL YES!
She made sure I had wonderful 
accommodations, and despite having to divide time from his “vanilla routine” we had loads of fun. Notice the purple hair?
Whats even more delicious, is wilamina has a masochistic side that I enjoy using.
CBT, nipple torture, ass beating, and bruises OH MY! He was feeling the nipples for DAYS! I made sure to of that.
Of course I was pampered, and massaged, and treated to good food! Breakfast in Paris was divine!
Of course I had to gamble a bit, and won a bit!
The only thing I did not get to do was walk her on her leash on the strip, but that will happen next time. Damn family members fucking up my fun! [laughs]
On a plus note, TSA repacked my bag better than I did after going through it. I am sure they have fun talking about the fun things they find!
I left as EDC was starting, which was a bummer, but next year its on. How fun would that be? Me and some sissies at EDC <— Click to watch a small video, its awesome
Did I mention how much I enjoy sissy time? [Grins]
Oh yes we did. It all started because I was having difficulty getting away to see my Mistress. My time in the southwest was running short and Vegas was the only way to meet up with my queen. She was so very kind as to meet with me and provide some extended time with her sissy slut, she is truly the sweevile one.
I picked her up from the airport and we traveled to the toy store for a few supplies, then off to the wig store for some new hair, purple hair and it is gorgeous. Then off to the Flamingo for fun and games. I’d arrived earlier and picked up some nice wine, message oils, bath salts and fragrant scents. Upon entering the room the first thing noticed was the long black leather settee bench. The perfect height and configuration for activities to come, and this piece of furniture coupled with Mistress’ crateful use of said piece was ridiculously erotic, far above and beyond expectations and former experience.
Day one was nothing short of grand, Mistress made me up, makeup, hair, I was also regaled in panties, bra, thigh high hose, heals and nice slutty, short flowery dress. It didn’t take long for the hard lessons to begin, 150 paddles, yes I’d been a bad girl and Mistress wanted me to know she did not approve of my prior behavior. Dildo shoved in my mouth, bending over on top of that wonderful piece of furniture, counting of the licks, one, two, three, … drool dripping, eyes watering, ass burning, thank you mistress, thank you mistress, 88, 89, 90 … are you sorry for being a bad gurl, yes mistress, yes mistress, may I have another, 111, 112, 113 … the burning and pain was intensifying, the strokes getting harder and harder, drool running down the dildo onto the now large puddle on the floor, … rapid fire now Wilamina, 121, 122 … 130, I grown and flinch at the sound of the paddle whistling through the air, that’s a good gurl … 148, 149, 150 … I collapse onto the settee.
Turn around, Mistress commanded, ass in the air. Cool hands rub my red hot firry ass, whack, whack, whack, with her bare hand, now crawl over to the mirror and look, I do as commanded, half afraid to take a peak, hum, red all over, hot all over, burning. Nice I think, red suits me. Now get back over here, crawl up, ass high, spread your legs, then wham she penetrates me. Oh, delicious, I pump and gyrate and moan and dig deep as time passed, she pushed and plunged and we pushed that settee over to the wall an eighth of an inch at a time. I was sore for days after, but a good pain, it was. Purple ass, sore man pussy, scrumptious to be used so, fulfilling to be able to please my mistress. Down for a bit of gambling as day one comes to an end.
Breakfast at Paris, gambling (Mistress was a big winner – lot’s of 4 of a kinds on video poker), drinking, walking the strip. Then up to the room where I was commanded to strip (expect for my panties) and lay on the settee, it was long enough for me to lie on fully stretched out and fully exposed. Tied expertly to each corner I could not move. Then she went to work, clothes pins on all parts of my body, she had a pair of small canes for whipping that she used on me. Make music for me Wilamina, that music is groans, moans, whimpering, and the sounds of the body taking punishment. Funny after we were done, I asked for more. Please Mistress will you do that again, I pleaded. That sweevile grin came to her face, that twinkle in her eye.
Be careful what you ask for you may just get it. Tied down, helpless, pinched, drummed on with those canes, giggled at, throbbing, aching, oh the pain, glorious pain. Then I got stubborn and I just had to see how much I could take. Don’t flinch, don’t react, don’t cry out, be stoic. Oh, Mistress said, stubborn. I will win you know, you are tied down, I have all the power. My resolve stiffed, along with my penis, whack with the cane on the close pins, my penis, my balls, my stomach, let’s see how much you can take. I was stoic for a while longer, sweevile grin, harder and harder the strokes came, my eyes were watering, my skin was tingling, her occasional soft touch sent shivers throughout my body. I was panting, whack, slap, drum … I had to moan, and whimpers came out. See I told you I’d win she said, and she had, but then so had I – entertaining sensations never felt and ones that will stay with me for a very long time.
More gambling, more fun times and hopefully next time in Vegas (and I hope very much there will be a next time soon) we will have even more fun parading down Las Vegas Boulevard.
For now the trip was a trip and experience of a lifetime. Thank you Mistress. You make my life so much better.
Wilamina
Ms V….sounds like you & Wilhelmena had a great time. Sounds like many terrific stories & quality time had by both.