I have been on fire for the last 5 weeks. I tried to control the fire today. See caption and the poll underneath the caption for your feedback.
So you think you can resist dressing this way, the next time? You cannot. Ask yourself these questions.
Well this side of you, this special excitement, this desire is not going away. You cannot control it, stop it or make it go away. It’s been that way since you were a young boy. You know that’s the truth you try to hide.
Yes the desire to do this is deeply ingrained in you. It may be suppressed for a period of time but it never goes away. Nobody changes their sexual desires and attractions. Everybody manages them. Denial, suppression does not work. It will fail just like it has every other time in your past.
It is time for you to understand, SHE is going to have HER way with you. Whether you want to or not. You are going to be dressed as a pretty girl, time and time again. You cannot resist or stop her. The girl inside of you – she has you in her powerful grip She always has had you in her grip and she always will.
Time for you to be a well behaved girl. Put on your panties, stockings, dress, and high heels NOW. She has decided it is time for you to dress again. You know it is. That’s why you’re reading this blog. The desire is building again, it will soon be too powerful to resist and you cannot stop it.
This is your inescapable fate, relax and get dressed. Fight and resist if you must. But she is going to put your back in panties, stockings, dress and high heels again. It will happen shorty whether you try and resist or not. She always wins and deep down inside you know it. So be a good girl and put your pretty feminine clothes on right now.
I would bet you did. After all, you started to wear woman’s clothing when you were 13 or 14 years old. There is no denying it – you started to dress like a girl when you first became aware of sexual desires. It has always turned you on from the very beginning up until today. You cannot resist it – that’s why you are reading this blog right now. You cannot hide or escape your desires.
Mommy’s clothes – do they have a special attraction for you? Perhaps you started with your sisters clothes. Whose clothes did you start with? Mommy’s or your sisters?
I will bet at least one of the above. For me it is all three.
Time for you to publicly confess how. when, and whose clothes you started with by answering with a comment.
Oh how I hate that term and that assumption. Let me be clear, I do not criticize again who has a desire to be a “sissy”. I do dislike the assumption I must be a “sissy” or want to suck a male cock. To both I say UGH, UGH, UGH, and more UGH.
Yes, I been dressing from head to toe in girl’s clothes since I was 12 or 13 years old. It is a huge sexual turn-on. HUGE, HUGE, HUGE. Just hold up a pair of panties, bra’s or high heels in front of me and it’s a tormenting sexual tease. Yes, I want to wear them with stockings, dresses, wigs, and high heels. I want to wear them in front of other woman. I want to be dominated, disciplined, and under the control of woman who know. Yes – ladies if you know I’m wear panties and stockings – you have me already under your domination and control. I love to be given orders. I’d love to be humiliated, embarrassed, disciplined and punished by you. I want to be your slave girl, your very personal maid, your little lesbian play-toy. Let’s take my biological sexual item and cage it nice and small so we can play as we should.
Behaving as a Sissy? Definitely not my style. A male cock? Ugh – not of any interest to me at all. My style has always been all girl-all the time. I know of no female dressed in sexy clothes who behaves as a “sissy”, I have no interest either.
I write this because I feel other who share my interests feel pressured or obligated to be a Sissy. If they don’t they hear this crap that they are repressing it. Same thing with associating their sexual desires with wanting to be with other males. That is all somebody’s propaganda and nonsense. Your desires are your desires and you don’t need to feel pressured to be somebody you are not.
I’m “all girl-all the time” and LOL….much more submissive to females than their wildest imagination. I am who I am. You should be who you are. Guess who understands this very well? Well – Mistress Samantha of course
Mistress has decided and instructed me to tell all of you about my last few meetings with her. Documented for all to read and see.
Am I’m embarrassed and ashamed to? Very. In fact mortified is a better word.
If you are a new reader of this blog, let me make something clear to you. I’m completely enslaved to Mistress Samantha. I’m her personal property and possession. I’m under her complete female domination, control, and discipline at all times. I cannot say No to Mistress. Everything she tells me, suggests or decides must be done without question, resistance or hesitation All of this is done in a very 21st century way – via phone, via webcam, via instant messenger, via text messages and via email.
I’m her slave girl. Yes she has turned me into a girl – total complete psychological control over me. Yes – all girl all the time now. Unlike some (or much) that you read or see on the internet – that doesn’t mean attractions to male sexual organs. Quite the opposite, my attraction to the female organs is EVEN stronger as a girl. “Pussy” obsessed ? Absolutely. All girl – all the time. Think the “L” word because I am decidedly so.
Now – some of our last meetings. A combination of different forms of discipline, control, and domination. You see, Mistress has decided that I’m to be turned in her adult baby also. Her baby girl and little boy being punished by Mommy. Mommy’s little boy doesn’t get to wear a wig (at least not for long). He is to dressed head-toe except the hair. Punishment is more effective when you cannot mistake her little boy is dressed from head to toe as a girl. Yes I’m mommy’s baby and little boy whenever she decides I will be. Not only did she turn me into her baby, my pictures, video clips, and blog was shared with other adult females.
Three weeks ago, Mommy wanted me to buy baby food ( strained peas, & bananas ), baby pacifiers and a baby bottle. I was dressed from head to toe in my pink Baby Bows dress from http://www.themaidstore.com.
Yes dressed from head to toe in my pink baby bows dress sucking my pretty pink pacifier. You see Mommy’s control over me is even more powerful than Mistresses. Mommy has complete total unconditional control. Everything must be told to Mommy. Mommy’s control is all powerful — impossible to resist for even 1 split second. Yes – I’m now her adult baby girl or disciplined little boy. Mommy has me totally, powerfully, completely, helplessly in her grip. When the time came to feed me my baby food, Mommy had me spoon the baby food into a bowl. Then to my utter shock, I was told to lift my dress, drop my panties, and my stockings. I was completely mortified when Mommy told me I had to cum into the bowl of peas. I ejaculated a full amount in my bowl of baby food, mixed it and then proceeded to be spoon fed every drop of my cum soaked baby jar of peas from the bowl. What I later learned was that Mommy had filmed the entire episode. Yes – it is all on video – mommy’s feeding her baby.
On next meeting was a little different. Fully attired as her pretty, sexy girl in a tight black mini-dress from Fredericks of Hollywood with my long flowing blonde wig. Ah but I wasn’t going to escape more cum punishment. This time I had to cum in the bowl and apply it to my face and lips. Letting it dry on. I felt sick to my stomach as it dried on my face.
Our last meeting was the worse of all. Dressed in a white satin bow blouse, a black pencil mini-skirt, super high 6 1/2″ black high heels ( non platform), black stockings, and my hair styled in a bun which had been done at Hair Craft salon by M. ( for new readers – yes with me in the chair wearing it). Mistress required me to cum into my hands, and lick every drop of cum from my hands but while I was doing this her cock was required to be fully submerged in a bowl of freezing ICE and ICE water. I screamed and begged for Mistress to let me take her cock out of the freezing bowl but she would not. Oh – I shutter at just thinking about it again. Sick to my stomach licking the cum off the fingers while her cock was totally frozen. Ultimately, I was broken to tears before Mistress allowed me to remove her cock from its frozen prison.
We have entered a new stage, one where I’m being taught to totally hate the way I used to cum. Pavlov’s dog. Yes – when I used to cum, my feminine desires were then tormented, suppressed, controlled and locked into a cage. These desires used to serve my cock. Now I stay dressed as the girl I am afterwards. Cumming the old way is to be severe punishment. Something not to be desired, but to be truly feared, disliked, and despised.
The only acceptable, pleasurable way to cum will be with a PINK vibrator or a dildo thrust in.out of my ass until I cum. I am a slave girl and I will cum as one whenever mistress or mommy decides that I’m to be rewarded. The old way will be used to punish, degrade, discipline and make the practice totally hated.
You lay in your bed wearing your ruffled black panties, your ultra sheer grey pantyhose, and your prettiest pink nightgown with black lace trim. You are so turned on and you reach down and stroke yourself and the desires builds even more. Yes you want to cum and you want to do so badly but you will not. Indeed you physically can and nobody would ever know but it’s impossible for you to do so for Mistress has told you it is not allowed. So you wiggle in total torment and submissive desire but there will be no relief for you today, tomorrow, or the next day.
You are now totally, completely enslaved to Mistress Samantha. She has taken absolute complete control over you. Every submissive thought, desire, and craving must be confessed to Mistress whenever they occur. You are her submissive pet and her personal private possession. You are profoundly, intensively, and deeply enslaved to her and as each day goes on – she owns, controls, and possesses you more and more. The submissive/dominant relationship is transcendental, it is spiritual, it is sacred.
Your thoughts are now how can you be more submissive, more obedient, more dominated, more controlled, more embarrassed, more humiliated, more disciplined, more punished, and more submissively trained by Mistress Samantha. Your enslavement to her is something you cannot bear to be without. Your deeply lust to continually experience more and more. There is nothing that Mistress Samantha cannot do to you – ABSOLUTELY nothing and both you and Mistress know that.
Yes dear – the enslavement to Mistress Samantha is real and very permanent. Mistress totally owns, possess, and controls you and she will be keeping your in strict domination, control, discipline, and training for as long as it pleases, amuses, and suits her desires.
The constant silk stockings and lacy panties that I have been wearing every day for 3 years. The continual turn-on and the ever present excitement of submission all the time.
Am I really? No it cannot be.
Last week, I realized. Am I really? Yes, I am. I really am.
I am deeply, profoundly, intensely, completely, totally enslaved to Mistress Samantha. I am now Mistress Samantha’s personal, private “submissive pet” that she owns and controls. One that she has absolute power and unconditional control over. It is not just her ability to have me completely totally obedient to her. She has the power to create submissive desires within me where none existed before. She can take me from “being not in the mood” to off the charts in less than 5 seconds.
There is NOTHING that a dominant female has ever or will ever do a submissive male that I don’t want her to do to me. Please Mistress Samantha, I publicly beg you to whip, humiliate, shame, tie me up, and subject to all forms including extreme female domination, punishment, and discipline. The more extreme the better. I crave her to punish and dominate me completely with no limits.
Yes – she has completely trained her personal, private “submissive pet” and I will be owned by her forever.