With only hours left until my wedding, I ask myself… What does being a sissy husband mean to me? To me it means so much. It is a lifestyle choice that my Mistress and I are both entering and something that will remain with us, for potentially the rest of our lives. It isn’t something … [Tell me more…]
My puppy is back and it’s been an adjustment for us both. I couldn’t help but chuckle softly as I was watched him express genuine over-the-top anger at the video game he was currently playing as he cursed and threw down the controller. It made me laugh until I caught myself mid thought, ‘He needs … [Tell me more…]
In the next week or so I will be returning home and I will be reunited with my fiance and my Mistress. I spent all of last year living with her, thousands of miles from home, being trained and moulded to be the best submissive I could be. The list of training topics we covered … [Tell me more…]
I met a gardener and he’s the first person I’ve found who can cure my black thumb. The Gardener came into my life last year by way of a crossdresser’s munch. Puppy and I attended and weren’t expecting much. But, I did talk with The Gardener most of the evening. He invited the two of … [Tell me more…]
These were pictures of someone not even remotely like me. A message indicating that a transaction had taken place. I didn’t want to panic, I just wanted answers. I’ve heard that if you tell a lie once all your truths become questionable. This to me sounds reasonable. When we lie, we are stealing social commodity … [Tell me more…]
I am a FemDom. I am a female dominant who controls the relationships I am in through the use of power exchange and an overall power dynamic. This is my public service announcement to say something that has really irritated me for quite some time. FEMDOM ≠ Strap-on play! It doesn’t equal pegging, anal play, … [Tell me more…]
After my last entry I took some time with the boy to talk about where we were going and where we had been with our kinky interactions for the past couple of years. I expected a certain level of protocol and discipline that I knew he wasn’t delivering and wasn’t entirely sure he was capable … [Tell me more…]
He sits now at my feet, not only minutes ago moaning and squirming in my bed as he exploded into his hand and down his stomach in spurts. Today was his masturbation day. Each week he is required to masturbate on the same three days, sometimes supervised sometimes not. Today I watched. I scratched … [Tell me more…]
I said the words more sternly than I had intended but I still enjoyed the effect of his wide eyes and immediate obedience. He stripped down to his undies and stood before me hands neatly behind his back. I looked down at the underwear disapprovingly over the rim of my glasses. “You won’t be needing … [Tell me more…]