Stop Hiding, Doll: Mistress Sees You
Sweet little doll 💕, yes you.
The one scrolling through this post with a pounding heart, a stiff shirt, maybe a tie, maybe a hoodie… but under it? I know exactly what’s there.
Your secret bra 🩷
Your soft panties 🖤
Your trembling thighs 😈
You’ve been whispering to yourself, “Look at me, Mistress… hiding a bra and panties under my clothes, still pretending I’m a boy. Make me twirl. Make me cry. Make me your stupid little doll…”
And here I am.
I’ve been waiting for you.
Today, we’re going to play a little game. No more hiding. No more pretending. I’m going to give you tasks — gentle little rituals to remind you who you are when you read my words. They’re humiliating, yes… but they’re also freeing. Ready?
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💄 Mistress’s Tasks for Her Hidden Dolls
1. Twirl Task 👗🩰
Go somewhere private. Close the door. Take off your outer clothes and stand in just your lingerie. Now twirl. Slowly. Watch yourself in the mirror. Say out loud:
> “Mistress sees me.”
2. Lip Task 💄💋
Apply a coat of lipstick (any color you have — even just gloss). Kiss a piece of paper. Write your name under it. This is your “doll signature.”
3. Walk Task 👠🚶♀️
Put on the highest heels or the most feminine shoes you own (even socks if you don’t have shoes). Walk across the room, one foot in front of the other. Every step you take, whisper:
> “I’m her doll.”
4. Confession Task 📜🫦
Write down your favorite secret about dressing up. It can be one word or a whole page. Fold it up and hide it in your bra or panties. This is your confession to Mistress.
5. Curtsy Task 🫡🎀
Stand in front of a mirror. Curtsy three times. On the third curtsy, look at yourself and say:
> “No more pretending.”
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These are not just tasks, they’re little acts of surrender. Every twirl, every curtsy, every lipstick mark is you stepping closer to the girl you keep hiding. It’s not about shame, it’s about letting that hidden part of you breathe, even for a moment.
I want you to feel the fabric on your skin. I want you to feel your heart racing. I want you to blush at how ridiculous and beautiful and real you look. And then I want you to smile, because here you’re safe. Here, you’re seen. Here, Mistress calls you her doll 👠💄.
When you’re done with these tasks, come back to this post and read it again. Each time you do, you’ll slip a little deeper into the girl you’ve been keeping under your clothes. That’s how my dolls are made — not with force, but with little rituals of surrender.
Welcome, my hidden dolls.
Now twirl for me… and whisper my name. 😈💋
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