in the hands on Her Dominatrix...the Woman she always adores as well as obeys....it's become a feminine world....no longer a man or perhaps better put a male ...she's come to accept the vulnerability that happens once out from behind the mask she'd hidden so well with...
the Dominatrix will make certain she is seen more as a cute gurl of a plaything as opposed to a Woman...
you can practically read Her eyes...'Yes...i've captured another one who has come over to the winning team.'
the days of pretending she is anything but what she is have ended...luscious breasts and ruffled-butts and pretty bows...have brought moments to her of feeling feminine-vulnerable
in a life turned over to the feminine....petticoats and pigtails... until...
until she's discovered one day she'll put on her big gurl-panties too...
it's uncharted waters... adapting to HRT is fraught with emotional swings along the spectrum of feminine feelings...
it is best to travel it with the guidance of a Woman who knows...
they just have way about them...a Dominatrix will help you learn 'how' to believe....
be well my trans-sisturs... peace, alyssa