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I'm a sissy. I come in two flavors: a sissy pet called PJ and a sissy servant called Lacey.

PJ is a child of perhaps 10. But he is dressed much younger, in frilly, fussy, old-fashioned, little-girly and babyish outfits. I enjoy the feeling of shame and vulnerability my costumes engender in me. I try to behave as I look and feel: dainty, obedient, and sweet. I love learning to be a prim and proper little girl. My ambition is to be the perfect sissy dolly, with lots of spankings and corner time to help me along. I hope my icon expresses the kind of sissy pet I am at heart. It's a drawing by my good friend, Vancy, who is quite the artist. Some of his work may be seen in the photostream of Pixxperson: www.flickr.com/photos/8072809@N05/

Lacey, the sissy servant in me, is a grownup version of PJ. I am still dainty, obedient, and sweet but as a servant now, doing menial work fit for a sissy. I practice being ladylike but can't hope to be a lady, only a dainty and demure sissy. My clothes are too prim and prissy for any real woman. I try hard to keep my buttons buttoned and my skirts down, but being ravished does have its appeal. So my deep dark secret is I'm not as prim and proper as I would like to think. Which is one reason I still need my spankings and corner time.

From 2008 to 2010, I served Mistress Liliane (mistressliliane.com) as her sissy maid. I modestly refer to her as "World's Best Mistress." She is kind, meticulous, strict, and, best of all, determined to train me to be the sissy maid she wants and I hope to become. As a February 2010, Mistress Liliane released me from service for personal reasons of mine, but I remain a friend and part of her extended family.

I recognize that sissy service is mostly real work, not frothy fantasy. And yet when the work leads to a feeling of devotion and submission to my Mistress, it's delicious. That was my experience with Mistress Liliane. She made me want to serve her as she wants to be served, which was as good as it gets.

It took me only a few days after joining flickr to find my sissy maid role model: Celestine.
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Celestine wears the most darling maid's outfits, serves her magnificent Mistress devotedly, and (best of all for me) surrenders sweetly to the benevolent shame of being a sissy. She is lovely. Curtseys indeed. So I wrote her a silly little poem, inspired by her fabulous maid's dresses and their delcious big white buttons down the back. The poem describes the kind of maid I think Celestine is and, probably closer to the truth, the kind I would like to be:

LESSONS
Button one and button two
And button three and four,
Keep me modest from behind
And so do many more.

Button five and button six
And button seven, eight
Teach me sweet submissiveness
When Mistress has a date.

Just a household sissy maid,
On dates I may not go,
I can dream of charming men,
But buttons are my beau.

Buttoned up with apron-tied,
Imprisoned in my skirts,
I surrender to my shame
And iron Master's shirts.

Mistress thinks I'm very cute
But only as a maid,
Chastely sweet, obedient,
And prettily displayed.

Thanks to Her, I know my place
And serve as best I can,
Like a button buttoned up
And nothing like a man.