The other day my Mistress asked me how I ended up a sissy husband. This made me think about all the things that led to this point in our relationship. I think it all started with me having a stressful job where I am always in charge and in control of the situation. My escape at the end of the day or weekend was assuming a very submissive personality. As a submissive I am no longer stressed with the responsibilities of being in charge. It is a wonderful feeling to give up that control to another. Avery liberating feeling of not being in charge.
Bondage was an extension of this submission. When I am tied up, I am completely helpless and vulnerable. Cross-dressing soon followed. No disrespect to strong woman everywhere, but I associated pretty lingerie with a submissive personality. At first, my cross-dressing experiences were no more complicated than a pair of panties and matching bra. It was Mistress who opened my eyes to much more. She would not allow me only to dress in lingerie or slutty outfits. If I was to dress like a woman, I needed the complete look which included shaved legs, make-up, dresses, sweaters, pants, heels, purse, jewelry and so on. My Mistress introduced me to my first high heels shopping experience. It was such a fun event looking for pretty shoes. I really enjoyed dressing pretty and exploring that feminine side of me. I still consider myself ultra-feminine with lots of pink and purple in my outfits.
The last piece of this puzzle was anal sex. I could not imagine anything more submissive than being on the receiving end of an anal fuck especially in a doggy style. My Mistress was more than willing to put me in that vulnerable position with her strap-on. She noticed how much pleasure I receive with anal sex and started our conversations about a real cock in my ass and my mouth. My Mistress described the real differences between a real cock and a plastic cock. So here I am, a submissive sissy husband, curious for my first bi experience, happy and loved by my Mistress.
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