A Submissive Sissy: A sissy maid and his mistress

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I am very turned on (gulp!) when I hear about your exploits and devilish deepening of “Alice’s” journey into femininity. Turned on does not fully describe my feelings! Silks was an incredible place. Many people have very fond memories of it, especially the free for all years where you could discuss very personally sensitive things with equally confused people and have a great laugh over it all. Women such as You and Lady Alexa are prototypes of what most or all Females my someday be. One bets, at times Your increasingly timid male girl wife quakes in ladylike awe beneath You – poor dear may get more than she bargained for. Especially exposing her before Female friends to widen the ideal of Female supremacy – brilliant move for advancing the philosophy…

How nice to see your sissy accept his feminization with such enthusiasm Mistress K, I read Stephie’s post along with photos of him and he is very proud of his FLR not to mention he obviously enjoys giving you a pedicure. You have trained him very well but as you say there is always more for us to learn and do. Tomorrow I am having my two closest friends over to meet Selina and fill them in on our new lifestyle. Her feminization will be escalated and I have a couple humiliating things planned. I do this out of love and to reinforce our new life and her compliance. I wish them all well, where ever they may be. My condolences to Mrs Silks family, we all should honour her memory and what she did for everyone, TG or otherwise. As a straight man I like a woman to tell me or have me dress in outfits as much as she can ,with a little degrading as well . Mainly I prefer this done in private ,just our little secret adventure. Telling me to wear stuff is a turn on for me. Thank you for some lovely reminisces. I do remember your name from the time, though I don’t think we talked in any meaningful manner. Probably small exchanges in the main room. badpenny was good for a laugh, though she ended up on the wrong side of things when the mods were told to loose their sense of humour and perspective. If you remember badpenny, then you may remember the equally zany skinnygirl, who was a good friend.Pass the Sissy– Call into the Sissy School Training Mistress Line at 800-730-3507 and let the Dispatcher know you’d like to play Pass the Sissy. You may tell her a budget to stay within or a length of time you’d like to play. She will plan your Pass the Sissy itinerary accordingly.

Hi Louise, in answer to your main question yes Miss Victoria(as we regulation maids called her) was one of two daughters Mistress had. Despite that I have lots of fond memories of Silks. It was there I met the first person I would call Mistress. It was also where I had the fascinating discovery that dommes were actually real and normal females. I had several domme friends in there and often the last thing we would talk about in hours of chat was kink. Intelligence, humour and character were what they were really interested in and it was a good lesson to learn. Thank you for your posts. It is great to hear how you took control of your relationship and are feminizing your sissy husband! How did the meeting with the head of HR go? What does your sissy wear to the office? Please us more about your shopping trip with your sissy husband. What colours did you choose for his mani/pedi? What shoes and clothes did you buy? For those of us of a certain age and who had early Internet access Mrs Silk was a revelation and a pioneer. It’s seems that her achievements were rather accidental as she never really capitalised on them. That’s often the way with pioneers, they start something but it takes others to really make it a success. Sissy Circuit Training– Advanced Sissy School Training – Feminization Training – Personalized Sissy Training

Suspect many of us (male girl) and ultimately society in general shall awake some decade and wonder how have Female and male exchanged previous roles and power so fully and NATURALLY! And PERMANENTLY! Silk’s chatroom also provided a salutary experience that is still incredibly important to me today and colours my online behaviour. Because the room didn’t require an actual login you could enter your usual name and find it rejected because someone else was using it – either innocently, or more likely, pretending to be you.