being a slave to a Dominatrix is all about turning your body over to Her...so She may to do with it as She pleases....
the body matters because that is the form in which a person is experiencing life...
total loyalty brings with it obedience...
coming to learn even if it means giving up on your mascuinity ...doing what Mistress asks of you pleases Her...
it's so intriquing to see femininity overtaking all other interests.....
until what remains is a gurl ready for a Saturday afternoon spent with Mistress shopping at the Galleria...
body autonomy ...or lack there of is a core foundation in the BDSM genre...
it's a potent feeling to know someone else is in control over their body...clearly the gurl has given her life to Her Dominatrix... who knows exactly how to bring out the Woman within....isn't that a cute outfit?
knowing some of her story ....being put thru her paces at sissifyme ...when last i heard.... rachelle currently is a slave to a BDSM Master...
when a Woman is involved ...femininity takes on a whole other level...when it is a Dominatrix even more so...
complete to her hairstyle a t-gurl made in the image and likeness of Her Mistress
once broken...devotion and enduring discomfort rise considerably...
i wonder if the gurl has been taken by a strap-on... i've come to discover these past years once you learn to enjoy the feeling penetration you only want more of it....
men and their cocks...oh they do like the feeling of having a free-swinging dick...
his days of going to the mens lockerroom at the health club had come to an end...a pretty in pink chastity piece mingling with the feminine triangle that represents womanhood....
from the journal of a slave... The Dominatrix has Her slave keep a daily diary of his journey into deep submission...
“Good morning Goddess. Your breakfast is ready. If I may remind you Goddess, today is payday and my check is in your account. I’ll be attending to the bills this afternoon. May I transfer my usual allowance to my account Goddess?"
“Get the car ready” would be a common phrase for you, meaning start the engine, turn on the heat and then wait next to the passenger door for me to come out so you can chauffeur me where I wish to go.
Each evening, “Your dinner is served Goddess.” I’d follow you to the table and kneel patiently next to your chair as you ate. Once you were sated and left, I would rise to clear the table, attend to the dishes and quietly clean the kitchen.
“Excuse me Goddess. Your bed has been turned down, the laundry is all done and put away and the kitchen and bathrooms have been thoroughly cleaned per your instructions as usual.
I’ve prepared a charcuterie board for you should you feel hungry later, and left it in the fridge.
Goddess if I may, I had hoped to get an early morning start on dusting and cleaning your office space before breakfast, so with your permission I’d like to stay in my cage under the stairs this evening… or do you prefer I walk home now and return at my usual time?”
'beby girl' is one method of breaking a male... it touches on dependency needs...
still addressed as 'baby gurl'....
eradicating preconcieved notions...
age-play... the perfect antidote for a husband sacked from work at home all the time...
be well sisturs... peace,alyssa
bonus gif: t-girls at play