Stopping By...

This is fifi's Mistress,
     I thought it would be fun to peek in and read some posts on My slave's blog then thought I would sneak in to write a note. I wanted to take a moment to talk about fifi to the readers. she is a very unique person and I feel very blessed to have her in My life. she worships and adores Me and goes to great lengths to show Me this on a daily basis. I feel the love and special bond that we have growing more and more as time passes by. Whether she is kneeling before Me eager to serve or she is working on daily tasks, I know that her service is what matters most to her. I see her grow in her femininity in regards to poise, style and make-up and I see how she strives to be a better more sophisticated sissy to Me. her protocol is something that she takes great pride in and rules are something she also covets.

     I see her evolving as a person and see her growth in being selfless and wanting to see Me happy. she is learning to revel in My happiness and in return feeling satisfaction from the smile upon My face. she is also open to trying new ideas and concepts and I am growing in our faith for each other right along with her. It is a joy to see that the person she is and the person she is becoming is one of true beauty. I am so happy that we take the time and patience to learn from each other on our journey together and know that we have a lifetime together left to share.

'I love you fifi, you are My constant, My forever and My divine. You are My bright and shining star in this big stretch of word and I and your Sun. Together we will shine always and the heavens will be our playground in this life together.'

Happy Holidays to everyone and I hope that they will be merry and bright for each of you.

Mistress Carrie

A poem by Mistress Carrie

i thought i would share a prom that my Mistress wrote. She texted it to me this morning i thought is was wonderful!

Fifi is a peculiar gurl, one of satin and lace. She minces and preens and sashays and swings with makeup on her face. She opens her mouth for all sorts of things, from ashes to piss and shit. And she always feels the most at home when admiring her locked up clit. She curtsies and serves with lots of verve with a big smile on her face. She has such devotion with lots of emotion and surely knows her place. She is a true sissy, ever so prissy and hates when she is a boy. But on her knees, begging to please, makes her Mistress' pride and joy.

BBC

Most who read this blog or that know me, know that i am not a very sexual person as far as my submission go it is the service and the power exchange that get me off. But people that also know me know that the very big exception to this is my love of Black men. It is a very strong preference of mine and i have been Black only for a couple of years now but my Bulls are few and far between. So i write this blog in s moment of passing horniess while Mistress is relaxing in the bath tub. 

Black men have always felt Superior to me their bodies their skin tone their endowment it all encompasses what turns me on. my first male on male experience  was with a Black friend of mine he used to force me to touch him and let him touch me this was in about 6/7th grade. i strongly resisted just to save face but it secretly felt very right to me weather i wanted to admit it or not. i was already living with the fact that i had spent years prior cross dressing in secret. i held a strong grudge with this boy for a long time as i struggled with my sexuality over the next few years of my life. Into my early 20s I was already very open about my sexuality, kinks, and fully presented as a female quite often. I was a member of many local yahoo groups for crossdressers so anytime i wanted some cock i would just post in them. One of the best results that i ever had was a young BBC Bull that couldnt wait to meet me and i felt the very same. So excited to be with my first Black guy i put on my smallest shortest sluttiest dress (i was alot smaller then lol). Did my make up dark and slutty (i also did horrible make up back then, you win some you lose some) followed by my highest heels. 

When the door bell rang i was greeted by a very fit looking lighter skined man standing before me. He was just a college kid (i lived on OSU's Campus at the time) He had black frame glasses a t shirt jeans and a pair of chuck taylors. i could see his growing buldge in his pants as he looked me over. i grabbed his hand and took him to my bedroom and began to take my time undressing him. Rubbing his body with one hand and his cock with the other. with one hand and his body with the other. When i got all his clothes off i was so impressed i had to take a photo he was sooo hot, strong and manly looking. His body was so tone and define and his cock just hung there begging me to taste it. It was big every bit of 8 inches easily the biggest cock i had every touched. i quickly fell to my knees and began to suck it. Struggling not to vomit each time i went down. Finally after about 10 mins of giving him head he whispered in my ear "i want to fuck your pussy" to which i had no problem telling him that he was WAY to big and it would likely result in my death. He told me that he would go slow and it would feel very good for both of us. Against my better judgement i just couldnt say no again it felt so natural to submit to him. He layed me face down on the bed and began to ease his lubed cock bareback into my sissy pussy after a bit i was craving for him to go deeper it really did feel good! i enjoyed it alot after he came and i saw him off i though long and hard about how wonderful he felt inside me and how natural it was for me to let him take what he wanted. i kept in contact with him for awhile but we never fucked again something always came up though later in life i wish i would have made more time for him. 

Sick day

i was not feeling well yesterday, Mistress knows just how to make me feel better. She came home from work I was asleep in bed. She made me drink some cold medicine then flipped me over and gave me a nice long bare handed spanking. Afterward She tossed me off the bed and instructed me to fetch Her cigarettes. After taking the pack from my mouth She lit a cigarette. The first time She ashed in my eager mouth She said "take Your medicine" this made me melt. i knelt before Her as She finished Her cigarette and we going through some things in Her canvas bag. After putting Her cigarette out on my eager tounge Mistress covered my head with Her canvas bag and caned my body as I knelt before Her until i cried. Afterwards i layed my covered head on Her leg as She relaxed. After awhile She took the bag off my head as began to spoon feed me soup as i knelt with my hands behind my back sure to say "thank You Mistress" for every bite. i spent the rest of the night kneeling with my PVC blanket next to Her be while   Mistress relaxed and enjoyed the evening. It made me feel a lot better! When i am sick i crave Mistress attention like a child who needs its mommy. Mistess always knows just how to makes feel better! i never forget how perfect She is for me! my greatest joy is always being at Her feet.

In my cage

Mistress allowed me to sleep in my cage last night for the forst time in awhile. I think i have mentioned before that my bright pink cage is tucked away inside Mistress's walk in closet. Sleeping in it used to be a pretty normal ritual but it has been about a month or more since i have slept there. i used to sleep so good in my cage it made me feel safe and secure. It was generally where I got the best sleep no light or noise can't get in you are sensory deprived for the most part. It's a pretty small cage for a pretty big gurl. It is the largest pink dog crate that is offered. Considering the range of movement never allows you to full stretch  it is not for the cloisterphobic. 

Mistress informed me i would be sleeping there so i eagerly crawled in Mistress covered me in my PVC and fleece blanket that i adore then snapped the lock shut on the cage and closed the closet door behind Her. Locked in the darkness i laid my head back as almost fell asleep instantly. Them i would wake up feeling panicked and trapped a feeling  i have not felt inside the cage i usally associate with comfort. It was a strange feeling then i would eventually just fall back asleep. Only to wake up again with those same feelings. It was such a relief to hear Mistress opening the lock and the cage door before leaving for work this morning. It made me remember noatrer how bad it gets She is there to keep me safe. That is my new reason to enjoy the time spend in my cage!

On Sunday morning Mistress called me into Her room. When i entered She pointe to Her cigarettes I knew what that ment, it was time for me to be Her ashtray. i eagerly scurried over to Her cigarettes crawling backing with them in my mouth. Mistress told be to get a big black dildo and me I would be fucking myself while She smoked and dryed Her hair. After lighting Her cigarette I lubed the big black cock up and bagan to ease my way down onto it. Inch by inch by inch until i was bouncing up and down swallowing it each time. I stared at Mistress's burning cigarette hopeing it would never end if felt amazing as Mistress hurled insults from behind the howl of the blow dryer. With each ash that when into my mouth I knew it would be that much less time i had my sissy pussy full of rubber cock .  I rode it for my Mistress's amusement a short time before I felt the burn of Her cigarette being put out on my tounge. Just like that She dismissed me to go clean the toy and leave Her be. It was a great start to my Sunday .

Have just been very busy this past week Mistess is having a horrible time with Her back. It throws everything a little off balance when She is not feeling Her best.  It makes Her not Herself for lack of a better term. We had to take Her to the Er early last week, in the waiting room there was 3 other people from our local kink community so that wa pretty funny. So there has been just a lot of downtime here I am sad to say. Life has its ups and downs. I started this blog with the intention of keeping updated often so people would kind of have an insight into my life and things and maybe learn and relat along the way ! I feel bad that I am not able to keep up with it as often as I would like at this time but I will still try my best until everything is back to normal :)