cleversissy: “Diaper or bells today, Sasha?” her Mistress retorted.It was a decision she
cleversissy: “Diaper or bells today, Sasha?” her Mistress retorted.It was a decision she was permitted on the rare occasion when her owner, Mistress Kitra, was feeling overly generous. Normally, Sasha had no say in her daily attire as each piece to her pathetic and overtly feminine wardrobe was selected by Mistress. It was a difficult decision for her to make, nonetheless. Choosing diapers would prohibit her from any potty breaks the remainder of the day. She had become all too familiar to the feeling of her urine soaked garment forcing her legs further apart as the day drug on. Each tinkle from her chaste clitty would betray what little humility remain.Likewise, wearing a diaper meant breaks would be an unnecessary and unwarranted interruption throughout the day. She knew, from previous experience, that she would be required to work interruption free until bedtime later that evening. Alternatively, wearing her locking heels adorned with cute bows and jingling bells meant her every motion would be monitored. “A jingling sissy is a busy sissy.” Her Mistress would remind her. If Mistress didn’t hear her charge jingling from someplace in the house, it was safe to assume she was misappropriating her energy. Discipline was certain to follow if that occurred. “Well?” Mistress asked once more just before the doorbell chime echoed throughout. “It seems our first guest of the day is early, sissy. Since you’ve waited too long you’ll be wearing both today. Now finish getting dressed and meet me in the foyer for today’s orders. We’re going to have a very full house soon…”Sasha’s heart sunk at the realization she was going to experience the worst of both choices. As she made her way down the stairs she could see her ex-fiancée and her new husband waiting in the foyer for her. “Oh my, what a sight you are today, Sasha! Erick and I can’t wait to see and hear you pamper us throughout the day.” His ex said with a sly smirk. -- source link