A Tight Spot

     Mistress has decided that I need to watch my waistline now that the holidays are upon us.  She doesn't think it is likely that I will make it to the new year without putting on a few extra pounds so she has started me on corset training.
     I absolutely love the way a corset accentuates and exaggerates a woman's figure.  It's one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.  However, I had absolutely NO idea just how uncomfortable they could be!  I have worn corsets in the past but the ones that I wore were of the cheaper variety meant to be used as costumes and such, so when Mistress mentioned corset training to me, I was all for it.  I had no idea what awaited me until the package arrived a few days ago.
     She had ordered a black satin underbust design.  It is double boned and has a steel busk in front.  It is made of a  beautiful black satin that manages to be both alluringly sexy and incredibly intimidating at the same time.
     She says that we have to break it in slowly so as not to damage the corset, but I felt like my ribcage was going to collapse after the first fitting!  I don't see how I'll be able to breathe if she tightens it much more.

     I had the idea to loosen it a bit when she wasn't looking but I had a lot of trouble getting the knots undone and when I finally did, it was even harder to get them tied again!  I managed to get it a bit less constricting and I did my best to retie it but apparently Mistress had anticipated that I would come up with this idea so she had tied her knots in some way that I hadn't noticed and therefore hadn't replicated.
     The result was an even tighter lacing by Mistress, a sound paddling, and having my release from my chastity cage delayed by two weeks.  And she managed to thread a small chain through several of the corset's eyelets and fastened a lack at the ends to ensure that I couldn't make any adjustments in the future.
     She has decided that I should wear it at all times.  At first I was nervous that it would be visible underneath my clothes at work, but luckily the colder weather allows me to get away with sweaters and thicker shirts so I haven't had any problems so far.  Besides that, my biggest problem has been sleeping with it on.  I can't seem to get comfortable unless I am flat on my back and I hate that!  Does anyone out there have any experience with this problem or have any suggestions?

Some Shoes Are Made For Sissies

With all of the bows, frills, and polka dots on these heels there is no doubt what kind of girls they were designed for.

Consent - The Ultimate Submission

Putting your arms behind you voluntarily, not even daring to resist.  Knowing that this is what's expected of you.

The zipper starts upward, the tightness beginning to burn in your shoulders as your elbows are pulled closer together.  Surely it is closed completely by now.

Zipped to the top you are helpless.  Your arms behind you, you struggle in vain knowing that there is no escape.  Resigning yourself  to your predicament, the dull ache persisting in your arms and shoulders, you are an object of their amusement. You are completely at their mercy.

                                                                 

I Told You....

"I warned you.  I told you if I caught you playing with things that don't belong to you while you were out of your chastity cage, I would make things harder on you.  Didn't I?  But you just couldn't resist, could you?  You'll just have to stay like this until I can get you locked up again.  Maybe we'll try to put you back in your cage this weekend, although I kind of enjoy seeing you struggle.  I always did have a thing for damsels in distress...*giggle*"

Homework

Having to attend ballet class as a sissy can be quite humiliating.  Getting used to being put on display in tights and a leotard in front of the other students, having the teacher pull you to the front of the class because Mistress has requested that you get special attention - it takes quite a while to get used these things.
But having her show up every day to prepare you for the ride home, having to look on as the the other girls.....real girls......whisper to each other and  giggle the whole time as they point in your direction, feeling your little sissy clitty twitch as it struggles in vain, rubbing against the tight nylon that traps it........you'll never get used to it.  Never.
And that's why she loves you.  Because you do it anyway just to please her.
"Your teacher says that you're falling behind the other girls.  She says that we need to think about maybe signing you up for some extra classes.  What do you say?"

Maybe Now.....

"Stop complaining, dear.  I won't have you mincing around with a sour look on your pretty face.  Maybe a few days in these will teach you to appreciate the heels that you've been wearing that only have four and five inch heels.  Flat shoes are just so unbecoming of a girl in your position.

Not Quite Right

Apparently, Mistress didn't fully understand how to put together my new CB6000.  After a full day locked up, I was virtually rubbed raw by the retainer ring.  I had told her repeatedly that it was very uncomfortable, but of course she assumed that I was just exaggerating and dismissed my complaints.
Once she realized that there was a problem, she removed the device and is currently nursing me back to health.  So I am free once again, at least for a little while longer.
She has done more research on the internet, however, and has discovered the err of her ways.  Therefor she has promised me that as soon as I am healed, I will definitely be locked up tightly yet again.

And she says that if she finds out that I am abusing my freedom, she will find more creative ways to punish me.  Hmmm....I wonder........

Sitting Down

     We have discovered that, while in chastity, I have a very hard time aiming and end up making a mess every time I try to use the bathroom.  Therefore, it was decided that I should sit down to pee.  "After all," my wife explained, "it's what all girls have to do, so it only makes sense for a sissy like you too!"
     So now her new pastime is making sure that I drink plenty of water "to stay hydrated" as she puts it.  She seems to be having way too much fun with this whole thing.
     "Make sure to wipe when you're done, sweetie.  We don't want any to dribble out of the tube and wet your panties, now do we?"

Perfect

I do believe that these pantyhose are the most stunning pair that I have ever seen!  They simply must have had sissies in mind when they designed them!  Now, I need to find out if they come in other colors....

Running In The Wrong Direction

"Haven't I told you about being careful?  You know how I hate ladders in my pantyhose, and I hate them even more on you!  I think another day without release for every inch seems appropriate, don't you?.  That should give you time to think about being more careful in the future.

Stop That Right Now!

"Would you just stop! You are NOT going to get even one fingertip underneath that chastity cage so stop wasting time trying and get back to your chores. I expect you to have this house spotless when my date arrives."

2 Days So Far

My new CB6000 arrived two days ago.  When I came home from work, she was in the bedroom waiting for me.  I was then told to strip down and take a hot bubble bath.  "Don't forget to shave everything down there,' she reminded me.  I was aroused immediately.  Just having her tell me to make sure I was shaved was all it took.  That sexy, teasing way of instructing me that she has gotten so good at!

Anyway, after my bath, we relaxed on the bed with some wine while she read over the instructions one final time and then she started testing out the different pieces to determine the proper fit.  After about 15-20 minutes, she felt that she had it pretty much figured it out and before I knew it, I heard the click of the little brass lock.

"You could've warned me!" In that instance, I wanted it off immediately!

"What for, dear?  It's not like you didn't know what I was doing"

"Yeah, but...."

"You're under my control now, even more than before.," That teasing tone of hers had its usual effect on me.  At that moment, I learned just how restrictive my new prison could get.

Alone Time

"I just love the way you wiggle that little tushie of yours when you get excited!  That plug must be teasing you mercilessly!  And just wait until I turn it on!  I'll leave you two alone to get acquainted.  I should be back from shopping in a few hours.  Have fun, sweetie!

Growing Up With Sissy Desires

All through grade school, I had a strong desire to be a girl.  I wanted to wear pretty clothes like theirs.  I wanted to experiment with makeup.  Instead, I was stuck with people urging me to play sports and such.  I hated sports and still do to this day.  The only one that I was ever good at was volleyball and that is typically considered a sport for girls anyway so I wasn't allowed to participate.

What I wouldn't have given to come to school dressed in pretty clothes like the other girls.  I wanted to wear skirts and dresses and feel the breeze blowing across my legs through my tights or pantyhose just like they did.  I wanted to hear my pretty shoes make tapping sounds as I walked through the halls.  I wanted to have long hair that would tickle my neck and fall in my face.  Or I could pull it back in a ponytail or braid it.  I wanted to wear jewelry like theirs.  Bracelets, necklaces, and earrings.....oh how I loved earrings!

But I was on the outside looking in.  I contented myself with wearing pantyhose under my jeans and trying to simulate the sensations that the girls must be feeling when they wore them with skirts, although I knew it wasn't the same thing.  On these days, I would hurry home hoping that nobody would be there when I arrived so I could borrow some things from my mother or sister and pretend, just for a while that I was one of the girls.

The Moment Of Truth For Real!!

Most of what I have posted here has been purely fantasy.  Ideas in my head and things that excite me. My wife/mistress takes these fantasies of mine and acts them out, making them more real and exciting (and often humiliating for me) than I could ever imagine on my own.  This morning she said she had a surprise for me.  I was eager to see what she had come up with and after a lot of poking and prodding (actually begging and pleading), she said that she had ordered something for me online.  She has decided turn fantasy into reality.

I can't believe it!  I have always dreamed of being kept in chastity and feminized my a woman.  Could this be the turning point where my dreams become reality?  I'm so excited, but at the same time I'm scared too.  Pretending is so totally different from doing this for real.  Can I go through with it?  I want to so badly!  Deep down, I know I will but at this very moment I'm so nervous I don't know what to do.

I know I'll give in to her wishes.  I always do.  So this is it.  The point of no return.

Anticipation

     "Aren't you excited?  Tom wanted to spend the weekend here instead of at his place!  I know he's looking forward to meeting you.  The thought of having you watch us in bed really turns him on!"  She carefully fitted her sissy with the ballgag, making sure that the straps were perfectly centered.
     Karen had been dating Tom for months.  He was a bit reluctant to meet her husband at first until she explained their living arrangements to him.  Afterwards, however, Karen warmed him up to the situation by giving him a little present; a little silver metal present to be exact.
     "I really hope he likes your lingerie, honey.  He absolutely loves it when I wear pink for him!"
     With the gag firmly in place, Karen was almost finished getting him prepared.
     "Ok, now hold still while I tie your elbows together with this last piece of rope.  I really think this weekend is going to be fun for both of us, don't you?  You are being such a good girl!  I'll have to remember to tell Tom how cooperative you've been through all of this.  And with any luck, he'll remember to bring the key to your little clitty when he comes.  How long has it been since you were unlocked?  Two months?  Well, in all fairness I tried to get him to meet you sooner.  I guess you're under his control now."

Forgetting Your Place

"You were on the verge of getting into a lot of trouble at that party tonight.  What were you thinking anyway?  Did you really think that I introduced you to that attractive man so you could come on to him?  He's my date for the evening, not yours.  Now get upstairs and wait while the two of us discuss your punishment.

No Sneaking Around

Sissies often get into all kinds of trouble.  It's to be expected of us due to our sexual frustration and the fact that we have a tendency to enjoy the punishments a bit too much.

Therefore, it's important that every mistress keeps track of where there pet is at all times.  My mistress uses a bell. 











"It works well on a pussycat, so why not on a pussy like you." She was in a fowl mood on this particular day.  I attributed this to all of the name calling she was using.  Unfortunately, the idea stuck and now I am required to wear my bell at all times, whether at home, work, or anywhere.

Compromise

Let it never be said that my mistress isn't considerate of my opinions.

Once, I complained that the skirt she selected for me was too short.  After a brief moment to consider this she decided that if I didn't like that particular skirt, I shouldn't be made to wear it.

So she sent me to the store without it.

Moral : Never second guess your mistress.

Let's Play A Game

It's been over a month since I let you out of your chastity belt, dear.  I'm sorry, but I've been so busy at work lately.  You must be absolutely desperate for release!  So I've decided to make it interesting this time.

I've hidden the key to your chastity in one of these books.  When you find it, I'll let you have two minutes to take care of yourself before we lock you back up tight.

However, I want you to choose wisely Sissy, because every time you choose incorrectly you will be required to give me two minutes with your tongue.


Oh, and did I mention that every book that you choose incorrectly will result an additional day of chastity until our next game.

Let's get started, Sissy, I'm getting wet with anticipation!

You've Been A Bad Sissy

It's never a good idea to displease Mistress.  I do my absolute best to make her happy...really I do!  I work really hard to keep the house clean and make her comfortable after a hard day at work.  And no sissy wants a mistress who isn't sexually satisfied, so I do what I can to please her ( although she rarely allows me to penetrate her ).

But, inevitably, I frequently upset her and must be punished.  A firm spanking is usually her preferred method of taking out her frustrations, and I must present myself appropriately while she prepares herself.......

Afterwards, she likes to leave me to my own thoughts so that I can contemplate my misbehavior and give serious consideration to making sure I do better in the future.

These sessions can last a long time, depending on her mood and my infraction.  The last one had me tied up for almost 14 hours.

Perhaps I enjoy these little reflection periods a little too much as they seem to happen more and more frequently.  Such a bad, bad sissy!

A Little About Me...

Like many others, I felt a need to be feminine at an early age.  My earliest memories of these desires go back to when I was 3 or 4 years old.  My mother had these ankle socks with colored pompoms on the back of them and she allowed me to wear them around the house.  To this day, I wonder what she thought of this.  Did she know what I would become even at such an early age?  Or did she merely see it as innocent exploration?  I often wonder how different my life would have progressed if I had been curious about even more girly things when I was that young.  Maybe my mother would have continued to encourage me.

As I grew older, I took notice of the girls in my neighborhood and at school.  I wasn't old enough to be attracted of them but I was definitely old enough to be jealous!  I loved their clothes - the dresses, the shoes, and especially the tights.  I wanted to wear tights so badly!  I wanted to know what it felt like to have something so tight and soft completely cover you from waist to toe.  One little girl in my class at school wore them every day and I would get in trouble for "daydreaming" in class when, in fact, I was fantasizing about what she must be feeling as she sat there at her desk.

By the fifth grade, I had only come up with two reasons for a boy to wear tights - costumes, which I only had the opportunity to wear at haloween, and ballet.  Both options seemed out of the question for me.  I couldn't possibly convince my parents to sign me up for dance lessons, and how in the world would I explain wearing tights to my friends?  I would be ridiculed by all of the boys, and probably most of the girls too, in my school and neighborhood.  At that age I couldn't risk being branded a sissy ( if I even understood what that meant back then), and I didn't want to be called gay either.  But I did want to wear tights very badly.

I think that my desire to wear those soft, silky, totally encasing white tights, is the reason that I love to see pictures of ballerinas.  Who know?  Under different circumstances, I could have been one of them.

Do You Like Them?

I bought them for you, sweetie, but afterwards I decided that they wouldn't fit over your chastity cage so I decided to keep them to tease you with instead.

Misunderstanding or Bliss?

A dream come true.

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Below Miss Bliss

So True!

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Women Will Rule

Practice Makes Perfect

Even though I remain locked up at all times, she says she doesn't want to deny me the pleasure of orgasms forever.  She says I should learn to find pleasure through other sources and she wants to help me achieve this. She says I can have sex any time I want to as long as I don't neglect her needs. After all, she still loves me....

Just one catch - until I have an orgasm through penetration, I must remain locked up tight.

Polka Dots

Just Starting Out

My first post! What to say, what to say........For starters, welcome to my blog.  I've wanted to do this for so long, and yet I don't know where to start.  This blog is hopefully going to be my place to tell others about my life, past and present, and how I went from being your regular, run of the mill, heterosexual crossdresser to being a sissy for my mistress ( who also happens to be my wife ).  I know that I'm not the only one out there in my position, and that 's partially what inspired me to start this blog, so hopefully someone will read my entries here and feel they can relate to my situation.  Check back soon for more!