Entry Title: Things That Never Happen on Laundry Day
By: Widdle Wendy

I did my laundry yesterday. Almost all of it. And I am confidant in saying no one saw any of my feminine underthings spinning in the drier. No blonde in heels came up to me and said, "So, does this little sissyfag like to wear panties?" I didn't stammer and attempt to deny anything, and I wasn't then browbeaten into following the woman into her car. I certainly wasn't taken to her isolated mansion, stripped, shaved, and fitted with a chastity lock. I wasn't then dressed in a maids uniform and used as a household servant by this independently wealthy women for a period of several years, wherein I was expected to sexually service her and her house guests at cocktail partRead More...