My Mistress

  My Mistress is my entire world.  She is my Wife, my Mistress, my Key-holder, my Trainer, my Disciplinarian, my Lover and my Friend.  She is all of these things at the same time.  She understands me better than anyone and she shows her love at all times.  She supports me and leads me as I become a better person, a happier person.  I know that I will never become a woman.  That is not my goal, that is not my desire.  Instead, I am discovering the feminine and submissive aspect of my personality and developing that side of me to its fullest.  I am embracing the colors of pink and purple.  I am enjoying the prettiness of make-up, soft lingerie and high heels.  I am finding pleasure out of being submissive, feminine, pretty and soft.  I embrace the idea of being her sissy husband and her bitch with everything that those titles mean for both of us.  On my journey, I discovered the myths and misconceptions between the idea of a real man and a real woman.  We are all shades of femininity and masculinity.  

   I have learned much about physical pleasure too.  My dick is only one limited instrument of pleasure, the entire body is a much stronger and more intense pleasure instrument.  Sex is 90% mental and only 10% physical.  A woman's pussy and a man's dick are both just tools that sometimes can just be played with for fun.  I can get physical pleasure from both of those tools, sex can just be sex sometimes.  Only my Mistress gives me that deep mental and spiritual connection.  She has held my hand during all of these discoveries and I love her so completely.  I can not thank her enough for being so wonderful.