'Femdom'....it's now a familiar term in the BDSM genre...
it speaks to the 'surrender' within so many t-girls....the need to have 'our' femininity brought out by a Dominant Woman....
at the heart of every sissy experience is the desire to be feminized by a powerful ...perhaps even loving....Female authority figure...
a sissy discovers...once their submissiveness is exposed it is as they say near impossible to get the 'toothpaste ' back in the tube.
whether pro or amateur once a sissy has been spanked by a Woman their relationship has been forever altered....She knows what he is and so does he...he's a male that wants to be treated as a submissive feminine being...
i may be wrong yet i think most every t-girl has gone thru their own sissy-stage in the process of transitioning...
i've found being under a true Dominatrix ....has instilled the idea of becoming a Woman deep within my mind...how do i know this?...because since meeting Her Mistress has kept Her gurl alyssa in a feminine state of mind...for example not a day goes by that i am not in women's intimate-wear.
...DLC enjoys seeing gurls in 'schoolies'...
a Mistress will use the tool of 'hyper-femininity' knowing a sissy comes to love bows, ruffles and frilly edges...
sissy behavior lays the foundation for femininity that often takes over the life of a budding t-girl...
certainly there are Mistresses that like taking a man and in turn make a sissy-gurl who appreciates her femininity out of him...
being a sissy represents the feminine conquering the masculine....
the gap between being a sissy and becoming a full-time t-girl is closer than one thinks...
drawers filled with lingerie...everyday i enjoy making a selction....
the woman had known it for some time...'my lingerie drawer...it's out of order...it can only be him'....but for his heavy breathing it was quiet...with the lights off she glided the satin panties along his shaft...'we're going to make some changes....oh it feels so nice doesn't it baby?.'....'Ewww....ewww'...'shhh darling...spread your legs i'm going to mount you.'....he knew he shouldn't do it...that's how women look when they're being taken.
the shaft engulfed in feminine wetness he found himself giving in. her hands guiding them up the husband's legs lifted to wrap around the womanly hips....'that's it darling just lay back your woman is in charge.'...building a steady pace she next grabbed his ankles lifting them high...he felt like such a sissy....
'you know there's nothing wrong with it.'...he looked at her wondering...'wearing my panties...i know it's been you....yet i never do things halfway...hold on sweetie just like that...i'll tell you when to get wet.....we'll have you gently ooze out your cream'....men don't talk about getting wet...no they say i'm exploding...i'm erupting...
arms lifted his hands fell back to the pillows...it made him look like he'd finally surrendered...'come morning time we'll shower together...you're going to love being made totally hairless.'...'but...but...oh your vagina...eww...ewww....i thought only women have a body hair free.'...
'yes darling just like us...women and sissies....no hair at all...c'ept maybe on your mound...a cute little landing strip...it'll look pretty when you take off your panties.'...'panties?....my panties?'...grinding her pussy slowing down the tempo...'that's my gurl....just let it ooze out...i think i'll call you Tammy...and that hair...i see you as a platinum blond...something short..something cute...something stylish that says i like being called a sissy.'...
the year seemed to go by so fast...celebrating the anniversary as her t-gurl...tammy wore the same sissy babydoll...as she did a month in....'...
....oddly enough it was the night she was put on the hormones...'purse your lips...turn this way...oh tammy....so cute...so sexy.'...'just like this my Domina?'...'yes then i want my sissy on all fours.....what a pretty pink bow....we both now how much you like feeling me inside you.'....
a Mistress and her sissy have a special relationship..it is one based on total obedience....
the orders had been clear...'remove all that nasty masculine clothing'...he happen to first meet standing in line getting a latte...yet Friday night's soon turned into whole weekends...learning She was a pro he'd never been with a woman so dominant.... moving in only made sense...after all with no job he lacked a purpose...spankings led to being made hairless...they came with being put in lingerie....a gentleness emerged as did a softer-side...one that liked growing his hair out...
it was a handmaiden's tale....after all when not acting the maid cleaning the home...he learned how to help her dress and do her makeup and hair...'i told you you'd like them...estrogen feels so nice'...she was talking about the hormones...and the feminine clothing and undergarments that came with...
both cute and pretty the time came to be put on display....what better venue than the 'Pride' parade....for a t-gurl and her Mistress... to show what can be made of a male turned submissive...learning obedience had its benefits...
his hand gently wrapped on her hip his mind drifted back to the first night she'd put him in a sissy-maid's uniform...at the time he never imagined becoming her t-girl lover...now angela couldn't see living without the Domina...
in its own way being turned submissive sissy is a tribute to Women...
he never could tell her 'no'...and She knew it...gradually stripping away his masculinity the woman planned on bringing him all the way into a t-girl's life....how nice would it be to have a gurl doing all the cooking and cleaning and housekeeping in a marriage turned Female Led...
'thanks Jasmine...you always bring out the best in my looks'....'sure honey..i told you Alice if he sends you flowers that says something about attracted he is to you'....
part of him was scared...what had started out so harmlessly with a little 'sissy-play' time...he could feel the Mistress had taken him past the point of wanting to go back...a look so pretty ...he'd never imagined having...the Domina took to introducing the words in the narrative... of their conversations...dropping little hints regarding female hormones and estrogen...'you know i'll never force you...but that is exactly what you'd like me to do.'...she gave a pause before adding...'isn't it my elizabeth?'...how did she know...he had no idea how she had discovered his favorite feminine name...'i asked you a question elizabeth.'....'yes my Mistress...you're right.'....'you've got gorgeous eyes ...come here my darling i have something to show you'..
'look at this elizabeth...it's me back in the day...you see how large they are...i can make certain your's will be just like them.....just one little pill to start things off....is all it takes.'...his breath grew short the Mistress always knew just what to say...he had to have them....elizabeth had to know what they felt like...
'elizabeth come here...are you staring at yourself again?...i need to have you finish my hair.'....'i'm coming Domina'.....he gave one last look before running off to once more serve his mistress........ peace, alyssa
Stunning post xxx Adore xxx