Still Here - Nothing Problematic

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Many may have been somewhat concerned about the absence of gems of wisdom from MissBehaviour recently. As a certain British comedian would have said: "worry ye not!". She's just been a little busy over the past month (including a trip 'over there' to the 'land of the free', well California anyway.)

She's been chatting to her Harem on occasion and there are a few little developments which I'm looking forward to reporting on. She hopes next month to put some more of her valued material into the purview of her devoted readership. Meanwhile here's a little taste of the 'gypsy bride' look she enjoyed at the recent UK bridal TV weekend.... Somewhat different than her normal demeanour.

Keep well, and be a little naughty!

MissBehaviour

Punishment through Embarassment

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Summer Somnolence

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No, MissBehaviour has not gone missing. It's just those sleepy quiet days of summer, waiting for some warmer weather, unlike our colonial cousins who seem to be suffering a surfeit thereof.

The Harem is quiet, but there is an undercurrent of social intercourse and similar chat and challenge that may erupt into some suitable postings next month. A few have become perhaps too quiet - s3, s4 and s5 are beginning to be missed.

Just to treat the dear reader, a picture of MB in semi-regal attire at a previous summer houseparty.

No Slip-up - The Professional Touch

s9 has tended to hide her light under a bushel, or in her case, more accurately under a slip. She has a thing about slips - a serious thing, which is often somewhat hard work for MissBehaviour (and she knows that). Somewhat monomaniacal and requiring continual pushes and responses, she nevertheless has certain charms. She loves the thrill of buying such slithery garments in those small, specialist lingerie shops, the sort that has lots of foundation wear. She even went as far as to try lingerie on and ask the saleslady for her opinion. But it became clearer and clearer that what she needed was proper caught-in-a-slip humilation by a nice domineering lady (yes a real woman) - the sort that some 'professionals' can offer.

After a long period of gentle persuasion and to be frank, some real bravery on s9's part, she decided to take the plunge and visit a 'professional lady', but one who could clearly offer the sort of (gentle) verbal and physical humiliation that she needed. She sought out one that seemed (from her website) to be ideal and made contact and discussed her 'requirements'.

She finally visited recently with some great success, and of course MissBehaviour demanded a detailed account of the affair, both to share with my dear readers and to add that little extra frisson of humilation for s9 herself. These are her words, with only mild editing, and a few illustrative pictures added to enhance the atmosphere:

I was very nervous as I approached my destination, I had stopped at the motorway services to prepare myself and had got the postcode of where I was to meet.

I had been discussing this visit for some time with MB and she had convinced me that it was what I needed as the next step.

I rang the doorbell and it was opened by an elegantly lady dressed in a business suit who welcomed me and invited me in. We sat in the dining room and talked about the ideas for my visit. I handed a couple of things over and she said she would just be a minute.

I was sitting in the staff room when this lady came in a skirt suit. As she sat I could not help but notice the lace hem of her white slip showing: so much lace, I felt a stirring. I looked up to find she was watching me and she asked what I was looking at. I said her slip seemed to be showing and she asked if I liked that. This was getting uncomfortable, as she accused me of being a dirty boy when I said I thought it looked sexy.

That was the point when she noticed I was wearing a camisole and put her finger on the lace that was showing. I was told to remove my shirt and as I was standing in front of her she said “I see you do like my slipˮ as I was tenting. She asked if I was wearing more undies and with that I had to strip to show her.

I was left standing there in my tan FF seamed stockings, pink DKs and black camisole. She commented that nothing matched. Her finger went under my chin and forced my gaze into her eyes.

“Oh I have a lot on you now, don’t I, you dirty little boy with the small penis? What's in the bag?ˮ

I had to show my bag of silkies, bloomers and slips and French knickers

“On your knees and kiss the hem of my slipˮ, she said as she sat down again, with more slip showing.

I kissed all round the lace hem and she said I could touch, so my hand stroked under her skirt as she moved around. She stood and I had to follow on my knees and then more kissing of the slip as she leaned over a sofa with her lovely bum in the air and my hands wandered under her skirt and stroked and I kissed.

I found metal suspender clips. She asked how many and told me to kiss them as I counted.

There were 8!

She had me help change her slip into a lovely pink Charnos and my hands went under her skirt to take the old one off and pull the new one up.

I put on the double layer bloomers. More lace hem kissing.

“Let's see you in a slip, you dirty boy.ˮ

I put on a thin white slip with lots of lace, I tried to hide myself as I changed.
“Don’t turn awayˮ she said and watched with a sneer.

This was one of my favourite slips and the tip was rubbing on the thin material as I moved. She had me lie on the floor and then she stood over me. I was allowed to feel her slip with my hands but no further up as I had to lie on the floor. She moved over me more, I could see she was naked under the skirt, wow and she was shaven. A little damp patch appeared on my slip.

She stood me up and came very close to my face. Her finger went under my chin again. I had to look her in the eyes.

“You are a dirty boy aren’t you?ˮ,

“Yesˮ, I said.

“From now on you will address me as Mistressˮ she said and came even closer.

I could feel her breath on my face. She was so close my tented slip was pushed hard against her skirt

“Yes Mistressˮ I mumbled.

“Say it properlyˮ and I said it louder. 

“Let's change you again.ˮ

I asked if she had liked my DKs and bloomers. She said no. We picked out a black Charnos slip with a slit edged by lace on both sides. This time I did not try to hide my penis: she wanted it on show through the slit.

“Ah how pretty.ˮ

I walked a round a little with it sticking out.She leaned over the back of a chair and I worshipped her slip and her skirt rode up to show her suspenders.

I got brave and just quickly stroked her moist mound twice with the slip under my hand, she didn’t comment or move away but I thought better of going further. We continued and I ended up lying on the sofa with her standing by me.

“Well you'd better play with yourself, you dirty boy.ˮ

So I started - after a few minutes she sat on the edge of the sofa and with the lace hem of a slip she wrapped my penis and pumped. The roughness of the lace was heaven, she understood what length stokes and speed to use, she stopped at least once to prolong the pleasure and then I exploded and shot up to my breast !

We calmed down, and it was over, I changed, packed and thanked her.

I will go back.I have to.

Now what do you all think of that?

Alone at Mummy's?

This blog really isn't all about s7, but over the past few months it might appear that way as
i) she's being such a good pansy, responding to training from her Mistress Sara and myself and
ii) many of the rest of the Harem appear to be 'resting'.

Recently the sweet pansy shirley (s7) was ordered by her Mistress to carry out a deliciously naughty and sweet little task On hearing the details, I thought it really deserved a proper account for an appreciative audience (that's you...). Here it is in her own words, interspersed with a few little photos taken by her during a recent chat with MissBehaviour.

'a couple of weeks ago, Sara gave me an assignment.  i had been taking in the post and making sure the house was safe for my Mum who was on holiday abroad at the time, and Sara had me drive down one friday in my usual panties beneath my boi things.  But, rather than my usual tights (i have to wear them even in summer normally unless it is very, very hot) i was wearing the basque, tiny knickers and stockings She'd had me put on.  i felt very self conscious driving down as the roads were busy, and i only had on a thin shirt so was very self conscious that when i got to my Mum's houes i would have to park and rush in so as not to draw attention from any neighbours as the cups of my basque might be visible.  i was grateful that Sara had not made me wear my breast forms.

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once at my Mums, i got out of the car and rushed inside quickly, calling out as i went in just in case someone was there.  i knew nobody would be, but i did it anyway.  after checking all the windows and doors were secure and picking up the post, i knew i would have to fulfil Sara's assignment.  my Mum's house has a very long hallway visible from the two glass fronted doors, and if anybody passes it's possible for them to look inside if they really want to, especially to the part nearer the doors.  Sara had told me that i was to stand in the hall and strip out of my boi clothes so i was just in my underwear.  this i did, feeling very nervous as i have never worn such clothes to my Mum's before.  i was embarrassed and it felt strange to be dressed just in my girly lingerie, almost as if the house might tell Her.  anyway, Sara had also lent me Her posh phone, and had loaded it with several audio recordings from sissy school.  Her instructions were that i had to mince up and down the hallway, listening to the recordings as i did so on full volume and (blush) milk myself until i climaxed in my panties by gently rubbing through the fabric as i have been taught (and further trained by Miss Behaviour).

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i felt very vulnerable as i began to mince, but the recordings were read by real Women and always make me feel excited, so it wasn't long before i decided to be brave and increased my mincing, holding one hand up to the side effeminately and making my stockings whisp as they rubbed each other.  one of them was about being forced to dress and work as a secretary in an office by the group of girls there, another was about how to flirt with Men, and another was about wearing panties to earn strokes (i remember reading the title of that one and feeling a little ashamed).  each time i got nearer the front door i quickened my pace, afraid that someone might approach, until i got back to the relative safety of the back of the hall.  i was beginning to enjoy myself and almost wished Sara had made me bring some heels.

i think i was about half way down the hall (heading away from the front door) when i was convinced i heard a noise. i froze, and almost as quickly as i did so i darted through the nearest doorway and hid, feeling my heart pumping loudly.  i couldn't hear anything then, but the sound of the recording playing seemed even louder, so i got down on my hands and knees and crawled back into the hallway to pick up the phone and turn it off.  i didn't dare look back at the front door and quickly went back into the room where i'd hidden and stood behind the door for protection.

i stayed that way for several minutes, afraid to move until i realised that nobody was coming in, and that i was safe.  it was then that i turned around and realised i was visible through the large window by any of the neighbours that happened to look across through the windows of their own houses across the way.  panicing, i dropped to my knees and found a fresh hiding place, terrified that someone would have seen me (i still don't know that i wasn't spotted standing there in my lingerie - obviously a pansy) and tell my Mum what they had seen whilst She was away.

Copyright © SaraShirley 2011

i wanted to leave straight away, but knew that i hadn't finished my assignment.  i knew Sara would insist on inspecting my panties when i got home to make sure i had orgasmed through my milking, and other than a little sissy pre-cummies they were dry.  i turned the phone back on and carried on listening to another recording, and began rubbing my princess through my panties once more until i flooded them.  embarrassed then, i quickly put on my boi things again and hurried back to my car, my wet knickers reminding me what a sissy i was.

once home i made my report to Sara (who did check my panties) and was told i had been a good girl for Her, which made me feel happy.  it wasn't until later that She told me my Mum had in fact been due home later that same day (i thought She was due home the day after) and Sara had been amused imagining Her coming home at an earlier time than expected, and what i would have done to try and hide the fact that i am a crossdressing pantywaist who dresses as i am told and milks on command.'

Now isn't that such a sweet soppy assignment, and very imaginatively composed by Sara. I'm sure many will want to congratulate shirley on showing once more how much of a simpering pansy she has become. By the way, the photos are part of an ongoing training scheme to make her lick up her own sissy emissions.

Summer Elegance

If you all promise to be very good, I'll treat you to some more images of MissBehaviour.

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Very recently she had a delightful TV weekend, a continuation of an annual series stretching back 8 years now. These small-number by-invitation gatherings take place at an ivy-clad, very comfortable country house hotel, with lovely extensive lawns, trees for shade, great food, excellent staff, a stream running through the grounds and all with the joys of the English summer - which sometimes can be wonderfully hot, and sometimes not.

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Here are a few photographs of Mistress in elegant summer mode from some of these events. One of the delights of such events is being able to be both casual and formal, while still retaining poise and charm in either mode.

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It can sometimes be a ruched slinky minidress, sometimes a cotton playsuit, but always with just the correct image. And naturally these weekends have lots of opportunity to change into a myriad of different outfits.

(For those of you envious of the white & red poppy dress, I'm deeply sorry to disappoint - it was bought last week as a bargain from JaneNorman, a UK retailer that sadly has just gone into administration.)

Girls - you simply must read....

MUST READ

Diane's vacation exploits in Bi and Large - Cuckolding with a Twist. Here's a woman really entering into the spirit of enjoying her (more than bisexual) self by soft loving submission as a switch. You'll go green with envy.

Suzanne, Jay and tammy's All Mine  is getting very hot in many senses - their 'threesome' cruise, exploring backdoors, long separations, 'babysitting' - plenty to entertain everybody, including delightful 'sneaky pictures' of the Mistress's wonderful derrière during her Mediterranean excursion. And most lately a remarkable confession by Suzanne of secret desires fulfilled.

shirley's (s7) delightful comments on her first 'man-pleasuring' in response to requests from some of our readers. Her sweet, sissy and explicit account is too good to remain completely buried in comments. Look out soon for some sweet panty pictures from some of her sissy training, as well as new saucy reports from her and another houri.

There will be more.... enjoy!

Some (Growing) Sissy Interests

Warning - Extensive views of Aroused Male Members

A few of the houris are well well down the road to sissyhood, having completely lost any traces of masculinity under expert tutelage and direction of their Mistress/wives (who naturally now have little need of them for 'manly duties').
Whilst they have an abiding passion for feminine lingerie (as do all the Harem) and sissy frippery, they are also becoming just as 'interested' in male genitalia as female. They like to be teased and embarassed about these growing interests and naturally MissBehaviour has encouraged such development, providing not-so-innocent fun and amusement for all.

Recently she decided to issue a challenge to a few of them to collect half-a-dozen of their favourite 'specimens' so that MissBehaviour and the rest of her Harem, as well as other interested fans and followers can see what sort of interests they are acquiring.

Here are the results from s2 and s7, presented in parallel.

s2	s7
	(Her favourite)
(Her favourite)

They both very much enjoyed the 'research' they had to do for this assignment - in one case her Mistress also helped her choose a couple 'more appropriate' to MissBehaviour's request. Now I'm hope they'll get some nice feedback from our readers....

The Sweet Sissiness of Simply Girlie Shirley

shirley, otherwise known as s7 has been developing as a sissy pansy for quite some time. Very recently her relationship with MissBehaviour notched up a step, as agreed with her Mistress Sara and as a part consequence she made three very extensive comments to a recent posting. These were sufficiently sweet that they deserved promotion to a full post so that her sweetness, shame and embarassments can be seen and commented on by a wider appreciative audience.

(Part of the reason for these extensive comments is some form of penance for wasting MissBehaviour's valuable time by panicing during one of the recent training sessions, where we were developing her ability to orally clean up after herself. Her Mistress Sara has given shirley a very suitable punishment for this as well - the sissy has had to go to bed at 7:30pm each night for a week, without her hot milk and any reading material - isn't that just so sweet?)

Here are the details of those comments, with some mild editing and naturally additional commentary by MissBehaviour.

Early Years (pre-shirley)

my name is shirley, and i was given this name by my Wife Sara who decided to change it from the original fussy girl's name i chose for myself as a sign of Her Dominance over me.

i started dressing first when i was about 7 or 8 years old by trying on a pair of my Mother's tights and realising they made me feel 'funny'. i am ashamed that soon i was regularly raiding Her underwear drawer and soon progressed to secretly wearing Her bras and panties and other items (even though they were too big for me)and then trying to remember how they had been in Her drawer so i could return them without Her knowing. i used to also wear my Sister's dresses and skirts whenever i could, and sometimes used to go to sleep at night wearing tights.

my Mother found out that i had a secret hiding place in my bedroom where i had hidden some panties, tights and other items that i thought would not be missed, and i remember to this day feeling deeply humiliated and shamed when She confronted me - i can remember that i was wearing a pair of Her tights under my trousers and was so, so desperate and afraid that She would realise, which would have been even worse to be discovered as there would be no doubt.

later i had a relationship with a Woman and i dressed every opportunity i could in Her clothes, i practiced my makeup and tried to look as pretty as i could, spending hours in f ront of the mirror. i remember one night panicing as She came home early and i had to pretend i was having a bath whilst i tried to remove her clothes, heavy makeup and everything else as my heart was thumping. i once managed to persuade Her to play a game called dare, where (W)we wrote (O)our own dares and i wrote one about the loser having to do dress the other up tartily, foolishily trying to make it look as if it was really my idea to be a Manly Man and wanting to make Her look tarty. i worked it so of course She picked the dare card for me, and to my delight She put makeup on me and put me in a floral dress. later in (O)our relationship i was allowed to wear stockings when (W)we made love, but i was never able to confess my desires. the relationship ended eventually.

now, i am married and have been encouraged to embrace my femininity. i dress as a sissy every single day, and my lingerie is chosen for me. i am allowed to pick out my own outerwear, although my clothes have to meet the approval of my Wife Sara. usually i am shaven, although currently and for reasons of Sara's own i am not allowed to. i am dieted and exercise and am very slim, and adore being told by Sara how pretty i look when i have tried to look pretty for Her.

i am forced to wear tights on a daily basis, because Sara likes it to be a reminder that they were the first items i wore, although i am occasionally allowed stockings - usually on a saturday when i perform maid cleaning duties for Her.

MB: Many will I expect recall similar early incidents. But shirley has been lucky later on in finding someone who encouraged her, perhaps to extents that she didn't originally expect.

Training - as a pansy and more

i am very submissive and try my best to do whatever i am told, although sometimes i fail and am punished.

i have my own bedroom and am in full chastity (i have not had sex like a Man would for about 3 years and never will do so again), apart from milking priviledges if i am very lucky. i am only ever allowed to milk if under the supervision of Sara or an online Dominant, and more recently Sara has given sole ownership of my milking priviledges over to Miss Behaviour as a gesture of gratitude for the time She spends training me, and also because it frees Her from having to concern Herself with such matters.

Copyright © SaraShirley 2011

at first i felt very embarrassed that i am only allowed to make my messies inside my panties, although now i adore the feelings i get when my princess is aroused and Miss Behaviour is expert at knowing exactly what buttons to push to excite me. i am ashamed that i like to be humiliated and Miss Behaviour often calls me very sissy names which excites my princess even more.

the next bit is very hard for me. i am being trained by both Miss Behaviour and Sara to develop my sexual appreciation towards Men. a short time ago i would never have thought this possible, and it embarrasses me greatly to write this, but i have been trained during milkings to look at pictures of Male members and hunky Guys, and in real life i have to tell sara when i see an attractive Man and why - often if i do so i am treated to a new lipstick or other feminine item which spurs me on.

about six months ago i had my first real life sexual experince with a Man - this has followed months of dildo training, where i was made to put it to good practice by first giving oral sex to a man called Paul, and then by being made to sleep with Him in my room whilst Sara retired to her own bedroom.

my sexual awakening is developing, and some time ago Sara told me i could have sex with Her if i could get an erection naked, which i was unable to to until She put me in panties. i cried then because i realised what i had become, and i am ashamed that now i can become aroused not just by being sissified and dressed as a pansy, but also by the excitement and thought of pleasuring a handsome Man.

MB: shirley is not alone in being encouraged to find stimulation in contemplating the male member - at least a couple more in the Harem are very happy to have been subjected to similar training.

Typical daily life for a pansy

my name is shirley, and i am an effeminate, panty-wearing sissy who is forced into wearing female clothing every single day, expected to be obedient and compliant to my Superiors, and meek and mild as befits the pansy i am.

i am finished writing now, it is 12.41 exactly on tuesday 25/05/11 and i am now going to hoover upstairs and down before washing Sara's lingerie by hand and her outer clothing in the machine. i then have to start to prepare this evening's vegetables for dinner (tonight i am serving a lamb casserole which has been slow cooking since about 10am today). after this i have free time until Sara gets home, which i will probably spend reading this months marie claire magazine. i have been watching loose women - a lunchtime chat show for Ladies whilst i type, and this morning i was sent to Mrs Silk's chat room where i waited nervously for an hour hoping Miss Behaviour would enter, but also scared that She would do so because i was a rude, disrespectful sissy who ran away after getting frightened during Her last training session.

as i write this, i am wearing a pink satin bra with black trim and matching panties beneath sheer black 10 denier tights. these were selected for me to wear today, over which i have on a long black flared sirt and patterned blouse with sewn in camisole. i have on 4" courts heels and my finger and toe nails are polished in a pale pink Barbara Daly polish, over which they are sealed with clear. i have on full face makeup, to include concealer, foundation, liquid eyeliner, waterproof mascara and shadow, a little blush and two coats of colourstay ultimate lipcolur no. 65 'prized peach'. i am perfumed with 'love' by anna sui (a present from Sara) and feel both contented and fortunate that i am allowed to dress like this. i also feel ashamed and very embarrassed that people will be able to read this.

*effeminately Yours* sissy shirley s7

MB: I'm sure that lots will read this: some will envy you, some will laugh with you, plenty will laugh at you and would like to make you feel even more shameful. MissBehaviour strongly encourages comments to this posting, especially from others in the Harem.

Message to Harem - Temporary measures

To all MissBehaviour's houris —

The usual chat rendezvous appears to be out of service from Saturday 28^th (or it certainly is if your browser has done a refresh). How long this situation will last (or even if it is a permanent state of affairs) is unknown at present.

As a temporary expedient your Mistress may on occasion be found at Mistress Elaine and Sissy Maid Vikkis place to chat which is a similar venue, though I believe has a lower limit on the number of participants, so you may find yourself 'locked out'.

Your Mistress,
MissBehaviour. 

Shhhh - more gossip, but don't pass it on

MissBehaviour has been somewhat preoccupied as of late and has allowed a certain amount of social 'backpressure', otherwise known a gossip, to accumulate in the Harem. In the long run this will be somewhat unhelpful, so we'll have to let a few of the secrets out of the bag, girls. But I also have to say that a few girls are rather quiet recently, including s4 and s5 - I hope nothing untoward has happened.

What did Someone do with Katie?

One of the Harem is completely obsessed with certain types of lingerie, especially slips, but she also has a thing for trying on 'for fit' in a lingerie store, and has done so on a number of occasions. Recently the brave soul

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went to a certain well-known, and fun, lingerie store in London — one that specialises in 'proper burlesque' amongst other topics, and from which MissBehaviour has also bought several very satisfactory items of apparel). There she tried on and eventually purchased the six-strap suspender belt shown to the right.

I wonder whether she'd ever be able to get herself looking as scrumptious as the official model for the ensemble? BTW she also likes the 'humilation' (she doesn't pass 'in the slightest') of asking the shop assistant if the garment fits well... (Madam is not sure that putting the assistant 'at risk' is something she shoudl encourage..)

Mr & Mrs W?

Now we all know that self-enjoyment (or as the Victorians delightfully described it self-abuse) is something not to be ashamed of and to be explored as a full part of the sexual diet. One of the houris has very much taken this to heart in gently persuading (her) wife to similarly indulge, with some mutual and somewhat risky fun. I'm delighted to announce that the lady is now sufficiently enthusiastic that she makes some of the suggestions, such as 'going to the cinema early' so they can stop in the layby for a little 'all-bottoms off' fun! I really wonder where this couple will go next.

Labelled princesses are IT

I am absolutely delighted that the idea of 'princess' being labelled as 'owned' by MissBehaviour is catching on fast and in the most delightful ways - we've already seen s6 and s7 demonstrate such sweet allegiance in Pansy Power proves persuasive and Quiet but not forgotten, but now another houri has done so, openly with her (real) Mistress.

She's being openly and sweetly cuckolded (not uncommon here), but as has been suggested before her Mistress has absolutely no need of 'princess' for sexual fulfilment. So she's asked permission (from both her Mistress and MissBehaviour) for her princess to be owned by MB and to wear a labelled ribbon around her all through a cuckolding weekend. Her Mistress felt that was really cute and certainly in the spirit of their relationship, so she was fully behind the idea.

She reports that the thrill of being allowed to 'wet-enjoy' her MB-owned princess while helping Mistress and Master enjoy the full throes of their lovemaking was somewhat ecstatic - especially knowing that Mistress was very encouraging.

Panty-training

All the Harem are simply panty-trained of course. However one of the girls is (with her Mistress' full encouragment) starting on creamed-panty-training - that is being requred to lick her panties clean after she's been given the distinct honour of an 'enjoyment' session. But I'm sad to say that during the first such session she panicked (after ejaculation) and not only will she have to start the training all over again, she'll also need some suitable punishment to learn not to waste MissBehaviour's valuable time.

Just a little treat.... the future's bright....

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MissBehaviour is rather conscious that she hasn't been rewarding her (far-too-silent) Harem with many posts recently, so she thought they might like to appreciate (and comment on?) Mistress' newly acquired flame orange jumpsuit. Soft jersey, sleeveless, with a black beaded frontal decoration I think it may become a favourite. And teamed with a simple short white cardigan and white sandals, perfect for the summer evening. And if any of the UK-based houris might wish to emulate - it's in Primark (pronounced Primarché to elevate its status.) Mistress bought it very recently in a delightful en femme  shopping expedition, and it was such a bargain at £17!

Quiet but not forgotten

Since MissBehaviour returned from her holiday (which was very nice indeed thank you, plenty of really deep white fluffy stuff), things have been rather quiet. Some of the Harem have been very quiet indeed (only small amounts of concern) but equally Mistress has been somewhat busy. But to reassure you I think the cognoscenti need a couple of additional stimulæ.

s3 responded to the 'call for delicates' with this picture of part of her collection. Aren't they sweet and I wonder just why red, black. white and pink seem to be completely predominant? And she does show she's proud of her position in the Harem, doesn't she? Good girl!

Shirley (s7) has been in almost complete denial since MissBehaviour went on holiday (like several her real Mistress has given MB almost complete control of 'release' for her sub-sissy.) So it seemed churlish to prolong the agony and her princess was given a real treat very recently (almost a four-week treat).

Copyright © SaraShirley 2011

And of course shirley, being the very sweet girl she is, furnished a nice picture for us all to enjoy. The lovely writing on her panties is in the lipstick she was wearing and again shows her pride in being one of MissBehaviour's houris.

Avid followers will now realise that she's been permitted skirts again for some of the time, though during her 'trousers only' sojourn she was introduced to leggings and understands the sensuality they can sometimes bring. Good girl!

All Quiet on the Western Front

MissBehaviour is taking a small break (out West for those interested...) so normal blog activity will probably be reduced in volume, if not intensity. Look forward to much more in April.

And my Harem need to be on their best behaviour ;)

The Thousand-and-Second Night

As I enter the room, I cannot help but see the beauty that is lying on the chaise longue. My Mistress, wearing a soft white ankle-length wrapover dress with a low neckline... Her red hair is up and she has a diamanté choker that matches her bracelets. There is a large soft white cushion next to the sofa.... with a small table beside it. I see her bracelets and choker and imagine myself in them also.

"Madam summoned me?" I ask from the doorway.

I am wearing sheer nylon panties, sheer harem pants and blouse, all in nearly black nylon. My feet teeter in 4" stiletto heels and my nipples are adorned with rings, visible through the sheer top. Dark brown shoulder length hair, natural foundation but glamorous, larger than life eyes, defined with eye liner, and mascara. With red glossy lips and matching nail polish for my fingers and toes.

"Yes Madam, do I please you?" I ask playfully from the doorway

"Oh yes - your appearance is most pleasing"

Madam gestures to the cushion and I walk seductively across the room to Madam, drop to my knees and kneel on the cushion, folding my legs under myself.

I look up sweetly at Madam for instruction. She directs my gaze to the table where I see a bowl containing a bunch of grapes. Gently I pick one from the bunch and offer it to Madam's lips. She opens her mouth and gently nips around my pink polished fingernails as she takes the grape between her lipsticked lips.

"Mmmm .... Stand up and show me yourself"

I quickly stand, and present myself in front of Madam. She can see the rings clamped around my nipples and my pantie through the harem pants.

"Mmm - what a sweet little bulge. Turn around darling... let me see your sweet behind... Oh a sweet thong!!! - and a lovely rose decoration at the back. Bend over dear." she said as she watched me intently as I turned.

Nervously I bend forward, presenting my pantied ass to Madam, and she gently strokes my cheeks through the harem pants.... softly fondling... I let out a small, quiet sigh.

"Mmm I love these harem pants, Madam, thank you so much for getting them for me."

"Tell me a little story, favoured one..."

"Do you remember the day you found me? That boy, on sale in the market. You haggled with my owner, then clipped your leash to my collar and brought me to live in your harem. Where your other houris made me into a special girlie boy...."

"Indeed I do - there was a maverick spirit in you. You remember the 'training' sessions? ... That particular one where the houris said you were ready ... you were all dressed in a white outfit ... and tied over that white-fur-covered frame. In that white oufit.... oh so convenient... the sheer gauze .. the satin and fur trim, the jewels. And in a room with mirrors all around."

"Don't remind me Madam. I could not move. I was bound, waiting, I knew not what for. I felt very special Madam, everywhere I looked I could see myself, from every angle. And then you entered."

"The sheer gauze, the discreet black ciré panels... and those thigh length tight boots strutting slowly into the room in silence... but smiling... that loving smile, re-assuring me."

"Despite the outfit, I felt so exposed. You were all in black... a total contrast: I in virginal white, Madam in black".

"You looked pleased with the work your other houris had achieved with me, and I so wanted to be accepted".

Madam interrupts, "Your hair and make-up were superb and you were competely tied down".

"I had tried very hard to learn, Madam. I loved making myself pretty with my makeup. It seemed natural. I wont be seen without it ever again. I was conditioned to the smell of the creams, the soft touch of my fingers applying them to my face and the taste of my lipstick".

"Then you strolled in front of me.. my bound form surrounded by mirrors and very slowly you unzipped yourself... oh so slowly. I licked my lips for the re-assurance of the taste of my lipstick. I felt mesmerised. I smelled your perfume. I think the other houris programmed me to respond to that perfume? You smiled".

"I was in the presence of my Mistress, opening my lips in anticipation as she completed unzipping... and moved closer... very close... and I felt an overwhelming submission as Madam smiled down at me... closer and closer still. I opened my lips, licked them and pushed out my tongue as Madam moved closer.... finally my tongue touches something, something warm, slightly moist, salty. And as I reached out with my tongue ... it grew.. and Madam pushed fully home..."

Smiling at me as I recount our shared experience Madam says "You remember it well, my sweet..."

"Then you pushed passed my waiting lips, my tongue withdrew and I started to lick around you in my mouth and as you grow, you fill me and I start to gag. Then I remembered what the others told me and I tried to swallow and with each gulp you became more deeply embedded within me, my lips bound tightly around and I felt, filled and full. In fact ... fullfilled."

"But then, just as I began to enjoy it... you withdrew..."

"I felt an emptyness, and a need and a long silence reigned as you left the room... and I was left only with my thoughts, a memory of that day."

"I didn't know how long it was until I heard very soft but sharp footsteps behind me ... a black wraith who approached softly and whose black gloves approached my sweet pert bottom, all stretched across the frame... I felt fingers gently reaching for the zipper.... and very very slowly opening my 'access'. The cool air invaded, though the opening zipper. I was completely unable to move and felt completely exposed as Madam's fingers gently caressed."

"I let out two small sighs."

"I felt you just about to take me fully. You were close to my cheeks, your member nuzzling. I wriggled in a vain attempt to deprive you."

"Then you THRUST .... fully and deep.... and repeatedly, taking me as only you MAY - you claimed your ownership of me, without finesse, just animal mounting...until deep inside."

"I felt... transformed, completed... a woman ... filled.. owned, confirmed in the harem. Madam had filled me.... Madam had taken me."

I look up to my wonderful Mistress, she smiles and reminds me, "And you've seen many join since then.. prepared them".

"Yes Madam, all must be prepared for their evening; made submissive; made pretty; made ready".

"But you're still a favourite..."

"Thank you Madam; I live only to serve you".

Madam slowly draws back the wrap-around dress... underneath a brilliant white corselette....

"Now favoured one ... do your duty..."

I kneel between Madam's thighs, pull her panties gently to one side, releasing her clitty. I lower my head and kiss the tip, tasting her, swirling my tongue around the head, opening my lips and pressing forward, swallowing as I go until my lips touch her belly. At last I have her within me once more. I lube up the length and start to bob my head. I pull back until almost out, kiss the tip then bob forward, swallowing, swallowing, sucking you into place.

Gossip from the Harem

Of course not everything that goes on in MissBehaviour's Harem is 'big enough' to report as a major posting. There is a constant undercurrent of tidbits, small events and gossip amongst the girls, perhaps even the occasional catty remark. Appreciating this and eavesdropping a little on such social intercourse is both pleasurable and helpful in understanding the girls as a society.

Here are a few little snippets from recent times. No doubt some of my houris may add some more 'heard it from one of the other girls, but you mustn't tell anyone else' nuggets - the best sort of currency for girls.

Pansy Labels are in

The sweet labels and pink ribbons that s6 wore with pleasure have been a source of a little jealousy amongst the houris - several of the girls have tried similar decoration themselves. One even planned to wear her pink pansy identification surreptitiously when serving her Mistress and Master last weekend. She wanted to show how proud she was to be in the Harem. We'd love to know whether she was 'found out', wouldn't we girls?

Who's a little girl then?

One of the girls is trying to see how small she can get, wanting to be as far from a 'big boy' as she can. She's asked MissBehaviour for some assistance in exercises that might help, shall we say, reduce her manhood. (Big enough to play with, too small to **** - isn't that a goal for several of the cuckolds too?)

Do you want sex with Mistress?

One of the girls was given an opportunity recently to make love to her Mistress - the proviso being that she must get an erection, without feminine assistance. Naturally she failed this test completely and utterly, despite the prospect and presence of her Mistress's most intimate parts.
But when she was allowed to put on her pink girlie panties, lo and behold - arousal and stiffness! But it was too late - Mistress had proved beyond doubt that sissy was no longer remotely a normal man and could kiss goodbye to conventional intercourse with her wife. (For a really sweet last ever fuck, see hubwife's gift in Bi and Large...)

Catfight in the Harem?

We think there is a little spat between two of the girls about who gives best worship to WQueen Caroline. Give them room girls!

Memories of Ownership

We understand one of the Harem will shortly publish her account of joining those fortunate enough to be glanced at by MissBehaviour - a piece that is soft, sensuous and sexual. A tale that gives insight into what the houris desire and dream of, what MissBehaviour expects of her girls, how the status of the girls change. How Mistress asserts her complete ownership.

I'm sure we all look forward to it.

Humiliated in front of her slut-wife and work colleagues

Someone has been exposed by her Master as a sissy in front of colleagues from work. After a normal dinner made to go upstairs and change to her girlie self and then reappear, where her slut-like behaviour was demonstrated to general astonishment. On a subsequent evening her wife (who'd also become sub to Master and Mistress) was there too and general humilating confessions and acts on both parts took place. I'm sure the girl involved will want to tell us more, as of course humiliation is also part of the turnon. (She said she was planning to.) Apparently Master enjoyed reading out one of her comments on the blog, slowly and repeatedly.

Professional humiliation

Sometimes you have needs that only a professional can really satisfy. A specific scenario that might for example involve self-abuse in front of a business-woman, who is heaping verbal scorn on you, whilst teasing you just the way you want. Teasing you slowly, revealing very little, while reinforcing your sissy, non-manly, nature.

I wonder who is planning (with some encouragement) to do just that? Let's hope she'll tell us what transpired girls.

From Further Afield

Some of the blogs I follow have fascinating recent developments:

• Suzanne and tammy in All Mine, have had some interesting fun recently. Some of my cuckolded houris might care to point their Mistress to 'airport pickup services' where the cuck has provided intimate chauffeuse arrangements. Mistress can then be completely flagrant in indulging her sexual needs as soon as possible when her lover returns from a long business trip. An earlier airport pickup is also worth reading.
  (tammy is also often 'babysat' by Suzanne's sister and is even allowed her own blog at times. My Harem should take note - they are perfectly at liberty to blog themselves.)
• Molly and Mick in Under Contract to My Wife have begun to embrace the capitalist ideal even more strongly (well - they are American to start with, so what do you expect?), by 'incorporating' and organising themselves and their fellow correspondents into a proper management team, complete with HR department. Monthly staff meetings however can have some unusual diversionary tactics employed when trying to push through unpopular measures.
  Such organisational acumen, and diligence in pretty-nearly daily updating, even when travelling, has brought rewards. The 'toy' company edenfantasys.com is offering the possibility of product placement on their blog or prehaps more accurately sponsorship in kind, in return for published roadtests by Molly (mostly!) or Mick.
• Mistress Sandra is now a contributor to Bi and Large - Cuckolding with a Twist. I wonder whether we'll see more of the feelings and thoughts of the 'top bitch' in that fascinating threesome. Diane has been promoted at work and consequently very busy. She's hoping soon to make up for 'lost time' in her submission to Sandra and developing the role of the bottom-sub molly.

Delicates on display

A tranny and her underwear are never parted

A profusion of pansy pink pretties
© SaraShirley 2011

All my Harem love the erotic and sexual feelings of 'delicates' - those items of sous-vêtements that are soft, silky, slithery, stretchy, sexy, satiny, sensuous...
The panties, thongs, slips, brassières, suspenders, camisoles, knickers, basques and nighties and all manner of hosiery that give them all such thrills. Scanties, undies, lingerie, unmentionables. 

That make them pretty girls.
That make them excited and aroused.

And they so want to share these wonders with their sister houris. To spend hours helping them try on each other's soft lingerie: checking the fit, holding open and pulling up, peeling off, adjusting, fastening, zipping up, modelling, posing in front of the mirror, touching, preening and pouting.

Some have gone to the trouble of taking some lovely pictures of their collections. They want to share, show-off and flaunt  the contents of their panty and bra drawers.

Bra, panties, lingerie, as far as the eye can see
© SaraShirley 2011

Here shirley, s7 has produced two lovely photos of her swoonable undies while she was tidying out her lingerie drawers. (Click to get a better view of her scanties in all their glory)

Aren't they just divine? 

She obviously loves pinks, as befits the pansy she is of course. Those pink uplift bras, bras with contrasting lace trim, the satin and silk panties. The bodies and basques. And the pantyhose she is required to wear. All show that 'Shirley is a Girlie".

And the sweetie put a wonderfully soppy label in the pictures to show it was really her underwear, and of course that she's proud to be in MissBehaviour's Harem. (She gets extra pansy points because she wrote the sign with the pink lipstick she was wearing at the time.)

A shrine of lingerie worship
© MBHs5 2011

Earlier s5 also gave us some pictures of her lingerie shrine, in "Embarrassment? Oh - it's much more than that..." Again, lots of delicates scattered about for the delectation of the other houris, as well as for her own private sessions of worship.


I hope others in the Harem will wish to share some of their lingerie with their sisters. Check back here for further additions!

Panties for a niece-lover

s4 is, as avid followers are aware, a real sweetie. She loves her little dares and has been chatting to MissBehaviour for a couple of years. But recently things stepped up a notch with her acquiring a real-life naughty couple of Aunts. Aunt S is of course the dominant one, and Aunt A her femmed (and cuckolded) hubby, who is often the maid. She has visited them a few times now and is becoming much more comfortable about being their 'niece'. The post Aunties and 'Niece' gives a good flavour of the naughty fun they have.

In the most recent visit the maid had to help clean up s4 on arrival after a little engineered 'accident' in the car on the way there - washing panties was a chore A would undertake gladly. (And not just washing I believe, but wearing the 'creamed' knickers of her wife's lover as well - what would you expect from such a naughty maid? And imagine the feeling of wearing/washing panties that had been worn both by her wife and her wife's lover...)

When the niece had all been made-up and prettified by her Aunt, maid A was ordered back in to watch Aunt and niece making love fully-dressed sitting on the corner of the bed, Aunt astride. If you enjoy it - flaunt it.

After dinner, which naturally involved much discreet fondling and groping,  s4 was encouraged to spank the maid A for some infraction, whose details are probably completely immaterial. This involved the 'naughty chair' being taken out and A being suitably positioned. s4 was much more comfortable this time administering the corporal punishment; indeed she said she found it rather arousing. S naturally provided light supervision and instruction, with much encouragement to spank firmly if not with very hard smacks, as A had been rather naughty. She then asked s4 to gauge whether A was excited by feeling her panties. Of course this had the intended consequence - the maid would have later to wash her own knickers too.

You may recall a surreptious, morning handjob from a previous visit - this time it was much more blatant. S relished openly exciting her young lover to a very satisfying within-nightie climax, while her maid-husband arranged  breakfast-in-bed for the happy lovers.

Lovely underwear with special memories and meanings can add greatly to enjoyment: S has not been at all remiss in using this as a nice reward for her niece. But the most charming way to hear about this is to let s4 tell you about it in her own words:

"The first pair were the ones she took off in her car when she took me home after my first weekend with them. They are a sort of pinky beige colour and are really silky. The front is sort of all lace with embroidered flowers in the lace and a little bow at the waist. The label inside says FandF and there is another label that says about washing them.

The other pair a pale pink silky ones a bit like boxers but with grey lace round the legs with a sort of flower pattern in them. They have little slits up the side of the legs and the label inside says Charnos. Aunty S gave me this pair in the car when she took me home after the second weekend. She had them in a little bag for me.

Both pairs are lovely to wear and i get extremely excited when i wear them. I think about Aunty S when I wear them and it makes me want to wank myself in them.

When Aunty S picked me up in her car for my second visit, she asked if i had the beige knickers on and i told her i did. She really gently felt me in my trousers and gave me a really gentle rub. I tried really hard not to do it but i couldn't help it and i did an orgasm in them while she was rubbing me. When we got to their house she told aunty a that i had done an orgasm in my knickers and she had to change them for me. Aunty a had to wash them for me which made me a bit embarassed actually but she didn't seem to mind doing it.

I have worn the pink boxers a few times and I had them on to go and buy a present for Aunty S and aunty a. It made me extremely excited and i had to go and do a wank in them. 

MissBehaviour gave me a dare to do when i was at home and i just had the pink knickers on. I had to undress so all i had on was the knickers and then go downstairs and wank myself in them before my mum got home. It was quite scary but really sexy. I was thinking about Aunty S while i was doing it and it made me do a really lovely orgasm in her knickers.

I wear one pair of them in bed each night now and i always have to wash them the next day. I think i am the luckiest person in the world and have got some really lovely and very sexy friends who let me be a girl."

Whatever will niece and Aunts get up to next? — we really look forward to hearing. Perhaps we might even have some pictures of the actual panties!