We both had to work late on Feb 14th, our sissy Valentine night. We therefore celebrated it on the Sunday night before.
I need to fill in some background first. I’ve written many times about wondering how much further I can go now in turning my sissy husband Alice into a girl, at least in her looks and manner. The thing is, I like pushing the boundaries so once I get somewhere, I always want the next step.
Continue ReadingClack clack. Clack clack, the sound of my sissy husband’s high heels on wooden flooring. Two sets of heels walking in sync. Walking practice for my sissy Alice. How to walk like a proper girl. Alice and I walk side by side, up and down as I make her learn how to walk like a girl.
I realised that I’d been letting Alice off far too lightly. She has high-heeled shoes of course but I often allow her to wear flat sling-back female shoes. For her comfort. They’re nice but not really what we want are they?
My husband is a sissy and therefore needs to walk like one in high heels.
Continue ReadingThere are, of course, many ways to maintain and reinforce a woman’s position in a Female Led Relationship (FLR). They are all very well documented and I’ve written about them myself various times.
In this post I want to touch on three very important things I do to reinforce my position as the ultimate leader in my marriage.
Continue Reading“I don’t want you playing with yourself when we’re not here so I need to see you milked and drained. It seems the only way to control men.”
She flipped on two medical-type rubber gloves and stretched them over her fingers, pulling the rubber on to fit snugly. She grabbed his erection between two gloved fingers as her face screwed up in exaggerated distaste. Abbie watched as she began moving her fingers up and down the length of his cock.
Continue ReadingAretta put a finger to her maid’s face and ran it along a strong jaw line. Aretta’s face fixed in displeasure at what she could see.
“I can feel stubble here Juanita,” her face darkened further. “How many times do I have to tell you to be smooth. You are a sissy girl, not a man, so you must have a smooth face.” Aretta never raised her voice, her assured authoritative manner made that unnecessary.
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