Its time to start preparing for Valentine’s Day. And know doubt some of you sissy girls have already put up red heart-shaped lights, but some of you may not be feeling the swoon. It shouldn’t be this hard. Valentine’s Day is a celebration of sissy love and, well, you love being a sissy, should find it a total breeze! Yet for some reason, however, the thought of celebrating this holiday has some of you feeling so-so, at best.

As usual the ever resourceful House tells you – How to get in the sissy mood?

♥‎ Read
To be a sissy, its best to understand your subject thoroughly so impress your Superior with some theoretical insight and read some of the many books on the subject of femdom, submission and Mistresses. What? Did you think we were going to suggest a romance novel?

♥‎  Personalize
The character from the movie ‘High Fidelity’ made a mix CD every time he got a crush on someone new –  so why not copy the idea and put together your own mix? But be selective with your song choices since the you don’t want your Superior unsure of the message you are trying to send. Avoid tunes like the Kaiser Chiefs’ “Every Day I Love You Less and Less,” and think more along the lines of “The Crying Game” by Boy George,  “Lola” by The Kinks, “Rebel Rebel” by David Bowie or perhaps “Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed.

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The image is the very template of the submissive feminine creature. The Geisha… which means “Arts person” or “one trained in arts.” (Note that the definition is non gender specific because the first geishas were all men.) Beautiful graceful perfection in motion. Every gesture every glance loaded with meaning and steeped in tradition. Welcome to the Flower and Willow World. Isn’t that a beautiful name for a subculture of Japanese society born out of the red light districts and elevated to high art?

So you’ve mastered your curtseys, and trained your voice, you can walk in the steepest high heels imaginable, and corsetry is something you do everyday, like religion. Well done. Now what?

What’s the next level?

The quite logical step is one that puts you in a kimono to learn the art of the Geisha. In japan the Geisha enter into school to learn their skills at 15. At this tender age they are called Maiko..and the skills they learn are varied, difficult and sometimes painful. They are also seductive, delicate and completely mesmerizing. The make up, the hair, the adornment, fans and silk. Ultra femme to the point of doll making.

It takes years to become a Geisha, but that doesn’t mean a sissy cant glean something from watching a beautiful Geisha plying her skills. Each act performed by a Geisha is elaborate, detailed, precise. The twist of a wrist, the roll of the shoulder. The placement of a foot. Imagine being that self aware to allow oneself to be drawn so deeply into Feminine mindset that you can contrive to create the perfect illusion of submissive female composure. One could get lost in such a blissful state of mind…. (read more)

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“Emily honey, My ladies’ group is meeting this afternoon and I want you to be there. A few if the other women are bringing their girls. We’re going to have all kinds of Easter fun! There will be an Easter parade for you sissies, followed by contests.” emily stopped in her tracks and trembled with excitement. “And,” her Mistress continued, “I have a new outfit for you!”

This time emily squealed with delight. She was the luckiest girl of all! Mistress Irene took emily by the hand and led her to the bathroom. The tub was filled with fluffy bubbles. As emily soaked, she knew that she had better not touch her little clitty or Mistress Irene would punish her harshly, but it was so hard! (“uh-difficult is a better word,” emily chuckled to herself.) emily emerged smooth and clean. Mistress Irene inspected her shaving, cleanliness, and to make sure that emily hadn’t had “naughty-clitty time”. She dusted a light floral powder onto her sissy.

When emily went to her room, laid out on her canopy bed was the most beautiful outfit she could have imagined: new panties – white lace with a delicate pink bow; a new bra which matched her panties perfectly with lace and bows; white stay up stockings with lace tops to encircle her girlish thighs.

Mistress Irene stood in the doorway very pleased with herself as she instructed emily to tuck her “tiny plaything” and begin dressing. She inspected emily’s stocking seams and straightened them, giving emily a firm swat on the fanny. She even fastened emily’s bra for her. emily was nearly breathless yet she hadn’t yet gotten to the most wonderful part – the amazing Easter dress!

emily was shaking with anticipation as she stepped into her new dress of lavender and lace. Mistress Irene had found a perfect fit. The tops of her stockings were visible below the hemline. As she leaned forward slightly, her panties could be seen. The sleeves were short puffs of white lace with lavender roses. Although the dress was youthful, the bodice was low cut. Mistress Irene let out a low whistle and looked proud of her creation.

“Come here my living doll,” she beckoned. emily took a seat at the vanity while Mistress Irene worked magic with make up and hair. Under lavender bows her hair fell in loose curls. She held very still for the nail polish, which perfectly matched her ensemble.  
Mistress Irene presented emily with a box saying, “This is the icing on the cake, emily, you are almost there.” Opening the box emily gazed upon shiny white she heels- the most beautiful she had ever seen. She slipped the shoes on and gazed into the full-length mirror at the feminine image. Tears filled her eyes as she instinctively knelt to worship Mistress Irene.

“Don’t smear your mascara, my little sissy!” chided Mistress Irene. “Our guests will arrive soon!” As if on cue, the doorbell rang. emily sprang to her feet to answer, ready to serve in any way she could.