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It had started early that day, you know the feeling that irresistable urge to wear more than just panties under your boy clothes. I took an early out at work and raced home to change into the real me.

After a bath and a fresh shave all over i picked out my lingerie first a pink satin with cream lace bra and string bikini panty set i lotioned my body with sparkling Victoria secret products then perfumed my wrist neck the scent matched well with the poupourie from my lingeire drawer. But Jesus Christ, that wasn't humiliating so much as completely and utterly pathetic. You're far worse than me. I would never do that. Are you sure you aren't a homo straight up?

What a fairy faggot! I bet your parents are really proud of their blow-job-queen son!! You don't have to have done anything that gay to qualify I'd like to hear about experiences with women too I don't have any stories like that, but I do love your blog. It tells it like it is, without the psuedo-philosophical bullshit and bad psychoanalysis. I've not really had a chance to delve down this road for too long yet.

Not had the chance to live on my own and experiment, but boy can I feel its pull. Thanks for your praise QQQ. I know how frustrating that can be. In a way though, I feel sad for you. Your whole life is ahead of you, but it will soon become a pathetic waste of sissiness and transvestism.

Your unfulfilled sicko fantasies will soon end in complete and total humiliation and disgrace. You're completely screwed, just like me!!! Dreaming of being able to wear a negligee to bed every night? Of shaving your legs? Of wearing high heeled boots and tight, clingy black women's pants at the mall? Take it from a loser like me, if there was a way to reverse course, to undo your certain destiny, you should seize it in a heartbeat.

But, sadly sissikins, there's not. Soon you'll be a perverted, loser, fairy, full-fledged, hopeless transvestite - just like me. Welcome to the club of sissy faggotry!!! Here's your members-only butt plug. Why don't you shove it up your ass before you go try on high heels at the mall?

How about this queerbait, why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself ie not living alone and about your pathetic fantasies of "experimenting" once you have the chance? Tell us how badly you want the pathetic, humiliating existence that awaits you. Tell us about your true, sicko fantasies that no real man would ever, ever have.

Shit Shit shit shit You have me down to a tee I too, share those fantasies. I too, am totally, irreversibly doomed. Like qqq I have not explored this side of my life other than coming to sites such as this and wanking along to the degredation and humiliation. You so accurately describe the plight - and you so damningly turn me on Yes I want to wear high heeled boots and tight clingy boot cut pants that places my inviting ass 'on-view' while I mince around limp wristedly shopping for 'shoes'.

I want that feel of a lacy skimpy thong riding up the crack of my ass making me constantly aware of the sensation whilst the pants cling to every shape and curve of my leg I walk with a handbag in the crook of my girlishly exposed arms stook out in a mincing gait I have no pockets to hide myself in..

I have to tuck myself in to wear them and everyone can see that I don't have anything 'down there' I can't walk and flaunt my masculine male appendage But, perhaps HT, I am the ultimate sissy here - for I am unable to fulfill any of these desires - I do not dress.. Oh god why me.. No man would ever desire this What did I do wrong? Why can't I be a real man?

Not this faggoty sissy: I like your post compulsive. I salute your accurate self-perception. As you rightly lament, you are a loser faggot freak. I'm sure your parents are proud to have raised such a gay-ass transvestite for a son. Real sissies don't dream about wearing high heels in public. Real sissies don't wish they shaved their legs and wore panties every day.

Real sissies don't imagine what's it's like to be gawked and snickered at in public. Real sissies actually do these things. The biggest sissies here know firsthand the profound shame of being the fag who asks to try on 4-inch stilettos at the mall. Real sissies know the humiliation of asking to try on a dress in a women's clothing store. Real sissies have accepted their true pathetic transvestism and all the humiliation that rightly comes with it.

I will give a piece of advice. In time you will become as big a queer as me. I'm sorry for you, just as I'm sorry for myself. We are complete losers. But what you don't know is that you will regret not acting out your fantasies sooner. Trust me - and I started young - every sissyboy transvestite ends up wishing he's been a bigger pussy sooner.

So do yourself a favor and quit denying who you are. You're a pathetic, humiliated transvestite. So start acting like one. How about some shopping humiliations. Those really get my panties wet. I must confess that I too am a total femme sissy faggot. At least half the clothes I wear at any time are women's, including at work. I own only women's panties, hose and shoes, and have a huge wardrobe of dresses and accessories.

I go to the gym wearing only women's clothing. The other day I went into the men's locker room dressed entirely in women's casual attire and changed into my girl's gym attire. I overheard some guy saying I was a queer, because I wear pink girls gym attire, delicate jewelry, pink watch, and pink lipstick at the gym.

Sometimes I shop as an effeminately dressed male, too. Lately Miss D directed me to present myself as a sissy in a little girls's dress with petticoat in public. I did this and went to fetish stores, a gay club, and Walmart. I found it profondly humiliating especially since I stand out from the crowd dressed like this. I am now told I must do this more regularly and present myself as a sissy. I do love your blog. We are both such fairies. OK Stacy, let's see how this strikes you.

Back in high school, my first girlfriend she was a Senior, I was a Junior was a really open-minded and giving type. Although my crossdressing desires didn't particularly turn her on, she was always game for letting me dress up in her, her sister's and her mother's clothes when no one else was home.

I can't tell you how many times she jacked me off when I was all dolled up. She went off to school in Texas we both lived in Missouri and soon after broke up - she left me for someone else. After the initial hurt passed, we remained friends and even got together when she was home for Holiday breaks. Believe it or not, she still was OK with me dressing up at her parents house when we were alone.

One night, she was even talking on the phone with her new boyfriend when I came sashaying out of her parent's bedroom wearing her mother's suntan hose, bra, panties, best dress and a pair of maribou slippers.

As she continued her conversation, I slipped into her bedroom, laid down on the bed and stroked my sissy dick to a magnificent orgasm while admiring my hosed feet in the maribou slippers. Isn't that just pathetic? Looking back, I still can't believe she was cool enough to allow me to do it and just how sick I was to get off on it.

After we both got out of college, she actually wanted to get back together with me but I didn't pursue it. Too bad, no other woman including my wife has ever accepted my desires even remotely close to this. In all honesty, if we'd gotten married, I bet I could have actually lived out some pretty amazing fantasies, such as serving the wife and the mother-in-law as a sissy maid her mother is really freaky and sexually open, and probably would have gotten a kick out of bossing the son-in-law around.

Water under the bridge now, but something I still fantasize about.

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Here was this sissy wearing girl clothes, nylons and heels. Just a pathetic sissy. I sheepishly walked out of the fitting with all the clerks and some of the customers grinning.

My hands were shaking as I handed the clerk at the counter my money. She was saying that she wanted to dress up her boyfriend sometime. A very attractive woman customer at the counter gave me a very condescending smile and said, "It sucks to be you, doesn't it?!

As I walked to the door, I was saying, "I can't go out like this! Both stopped in their tracks, looked at me, and laughed. One of the clerks was at the door, and asked me why my girlfriend was making me do this. I sheepishly said, "She caught me trying on her panties a couple times. The store was in a strip mall.

I made a bee line for my car, where Renee was waiting laughing her ass off. I heard some laughing and an "OH my God! By the time we got in the car, I was on fire with embarrassment. She drove and kept telling me what a sissy I was and how all the cute young clerks and women in the store knew what a sissy boy I was. I pulled down my pantyhose and panties and started wanking while she said, "That's right, stroke your little clitty for me, sissy fag!

Moan and cum like a girl for me. Let me hear your cum like a girl. Cum in your hand so I can watch you lick up your little messy for me! Renee quickly commanded me to lick up every last drop while she called me a loser. I was drained and totally humiliated.

I still get off re-living it. It hits me right where I crawl. A few years back I was with a BBW friend in Atlanta who owned a cosmetics company that catered to sissies. We went to a mall, to the Stila counter at Nordstrom's, and she asked the makeup artist, a gay man, to help me with shades of foundation. After he selected one for me, she asked if he'd show me how to apply it evenly. Then, with curious shoppers casting glances at us, she asked him to help me select some eye makeup and lip gloss to go with the foundation.

At the conclusion of the impromptu session I stood there, in the middle of the mall, in broad daylight, in full makeup, with male clothing and short hair. She told me the only appropriate thing was to put on heels In my new stilettos I wiggled to the parking lot, and she drove me to the appropriately named Dragon Lady nails for a pedicure and manicure. When the proprietor, a Korean lady, said I'd need to take off my long pants to have my feet properly pampered, my friend pulled out some pearl hot pants, and made me change in full view of the staff The proprietor told me how lucky I was to have someone who knew how to treat a sissy like me - making me wonder if I'd been set up That night she took me to a gay bar and made me dance with any guy who asked me.

God, I'm a pansy Those are great posts! I absolutely love the shopping trip story!!! That is so hot. I love shopping humiliation. Sucks to be you. Sucks to me me. Sucks to be us! That should be this blog's motto. I'm going to spew in my panties right now. Hopefully a new post or two from me soon.

OK, I had this posted on another page, but I don't know if it was noticed, so I hope you'll forgive my re-posting it here My attempts at public humiliation go back to when I was in my late teens. I would wear a bra under my shirt, but I was terrified that someone would notice. Then I wanted someone to know. I had a padded bra that I bought from Frederick's. I wore it with a very tight sweater, and you could see the bra through it.

I walked through a grocery store late one night right past two college girls. They giggled, and then got a little scared. My next step was to wear Chic jeans in public. I would wear a jacket or sweater so I could cover the yellow stiched logo on the right back pocket. I would cruise shopping malls and try to get in front of a group of high school girls. Then I would let the jacket ride up and hope they would notice the fact that I was wearing girls jeans. When they did, I would hear them whispering to each other, giggling and sometimes laughing out loud.

Once, two girls followed me around the mall for quite some time. They knew what a little sissy faggot I was, and they were having a good time watching my tight ass in those pants. Trouble is, even the Chic jeans didn't get enough attention. But then back-zip jeans came into fashion, and I bought as many pair as I could find.

Now THAT got attention, and girls would get hysterical when they saw a little sissy walking around in back zip bell-bottom jeans. I'd either wear platform sneakers or some other kind of obviously feminine shoes. My face would get so hot once I knew they knew. I can still hear some of the comments ringing in my ears. Young, hot girls can get really cruel in a group when they know they have the upper hand over a complete loser.

More public humiliations to come. Hum Tee what a great name someone else came up with I check this site.. A wonderful blog, girl, sweet and humiliating and utterly arousing even for us, who are miles away from the shopping malls of the US, but would like little more than to tease and to humilate you and to have you serve us.

By the way, "Hum Tee" has a nice ring to it -- sort of like Humbert Humbert coupled with that last consonant in "Lolita. In any event, take it from somebody who adores prancing sissy girls, but is himself comfortably male and hetero: Having to wash the cum out of your prissy panties, hot-cheeked and still excited, seems a worthy punishment.

In fact I'd say that any man with more than cotton for brains should be impressed by your honesty and naughtiness. And, yes, even that: A followup to my OMG post above. Being a pansy sissy whore isn't something you can hide for long. Here's my latest, most pathetic, proof. The other day I was in the city, on the west side, and had a few hours between appointments, because of a last minute cancellation. I couldn't resist the adult DVD emporium - I knew it had large slots between the viewing booths, large enough for unique communication between those who came there for more than just a hot look at some on screen activity.

I found a booth and chose a movie in which two women were humiliating a sissy like me, and began to touch myself, undoing my male disguise trousers to reveal my frilly, ruffled panties. Only moments later, male equipment much larger than my puny toy appeared through the slot, demanding my attention. I teased the rapidly growing rod to its full length, only to have it withdrawn - much to my surprise.

Then it reappeared, sheathed in rubber. It was an impossible to refuse lure, and like a starving whore, I dove onto it, sucking it deeply, surrounding it and working it furiously.

I knew that this is all sissy girls like me are good for, providing pleasure to real men and those women who have unique tastes. Sucking the hard cock made me feel so deliciously and pervertedly femme. I knew I couldn't stop until I had fully satisfied it. With my lips and tongue slavering over the steely shaft,, for the first time, I heard its owner's voice, "I want to fuck your ass. Let me feel it. I knew the confession of sissy faggotry I was making, standing there in the dark, dressed in my frills.

His hands touched the ruffled nylon panties, and I was rejected, left begging for more by a man who wanted another real man, not a sissy faggot like me. I'm sure he told the clerk, because I got a really disgusted look from him as I walked out, avoiding looking right at anyone in my shame.

I'm going back for more. Wearing my panties, of course I have JUST discovered that i like shopping humiliation I mean, like in the past week I find your confessions inspirational, which makes me automatically pathetic.

I am in no way at your level, but the way I am going, it is a matter of time. I am in no way qualified to post any experiences on your blog, but the beginnings of my experiments in shopping humiliation are in my blog, but compared to your blog and others, reading it would be a waste of time.

You got me to create an account here and tell my story. And of course I must thank you for your great blogs. I do not remember how I ever ended up at your blog because I do not spend too much time at my computer. But YOU more than anyone are responsible for turning me into a no-turning back sissy.

Before reading your blog I had never worn panties. I now wear them every night and sleep in my fem robes. I have a closet full of skirts and heels and pretty blouses. I have shopped for clothes and I am familiar with the humiliation and thrills of shopping. And I owe it mostly to you. This is only the second time checking out your blog and it is only getting better. I am one of those very lucky sissies in that my girlfriend has totally accepted it and she has instructed me I shall never be with a man and she will in turn fulfill my every fantasy.

Now she dolls me up and takes me out as her girl. When we get home she usually has me go down on her for a long time. When she is totally satisfied then she sucks my clitty dick while telling me what a good slutty girl I am. She usually has me keep my heels on as well as my bra and skirt. Then she rips out her strap-on and really gives it to me.

She makes me moan and scream till I cannot go anymore. I just cannot believe sex could ever be so great. I am a very happy sissy, indeed. So all in the sissy world is not so sad and so full of shame. I am learning to accept it as part of me and actually liking myself like this. Maybe I should have written earlier about the humiliation I went through before learning to accept myself.

But anyway I am doing it now. I promise to later write about some of these experiences. My first humiliating exprence was when my stepdad found a bag of some panties and stockings i had stole off my mom, well most of them i'd stole off my mom. I came back home one day to find the bag had gone and i knew he had been in there cleaning, i did'nt know what to do but i promised myself i would wear panties again!

Whenever i see him now he calls me ladyboy and im not sure who hes told because none of my family has ever just asked me are you a crossdressing sissy, probably scared i will tell the truth. That night i went out wearing them under my clothes my mates had no idea. We got very drunk and ended up in a broffel which my mate said he would pay, so a beautiful women lead me to a room and told me to strip!

We all fell to sleep me still wear my panties. I was the last one to wake up and later that day my mate showed my a picture of me asleep and you could the pink ribbon on the black panties i was wearing! Well I am a total sissy, fairy, queer, faggot loser! I wear the most feminine of lingerie and have lots of public profiles were I am dressed up like a cheap slut posing for teenage lads and guys in their 20's.

I've been fucked in the face by lads half my age and made to pose on web cam for them. I've been covered in cum, made to dress like a teenage boy's wet dream and called every name under the sun! I wear perfume every day, lots of lingerie and have my bedroom decorated like a teen girl with sexy guy posters everywhere. Some sissies recently posted ideas about flying as a sissy. These stories inspired me to do the following: I was recently away at a conference with long layovers in Cincinnati and Atlanta.

I could not travel enfemme because I was being picked up and dropped off by people from work. So I packed my femme things so that I could change in the air. As in turned out I did not change in the air, but as soon as I landed I made a bee line for the restroom. Here's what I wore: I tucked my little "you-know", put on pantyhose, panties, girlie flare jeans. I also wore a bra with a little padding, a girlie sweater and girlie flip-flops. For jewelry I wore earrings diamond studs , neckless, women's watch, a toe ring, and a bracelet.

I checked my bags, so all I had was an androgynous shoulder bag. I put on a little lipstick and a hint of foundation. I walked around the airport for a couple of hours and got something to eat. The airport had some fun stores with women's clothes which I checked out. I purchased a little purse and she catched with me about how cute the design was. While I was there I asked if I she could cut the tag so that I could transfer the contents of my wallet into my new purse.

She readily helped me. We chatted some more and she tried to sell me one of their hats she made me try it on to see if it was cute. After buying the purse I walked over to starbucks and used the purse to buy a latte. The girl at the counter smirked when she saw me pull out a red with floral patterns VB purse. I then walked to a bookstore and purchased the latest issue of Seventeen As I walked away in mincing sissy steps, I went passed a group of girls who smiled broadly.

But the best response was from a group of really cute stewardesses. One of them looked up and down at me, sizing up my clothing, rolled her eyes, gave me a big smirk and tossed her head That just made my day!!!! The desire to be a gurl goes back sooooooo far. From at least the age of five, when I was playing outside with a toddler boy whose mom had painted his fingernails.

I went inside to my mom and kept asking until she painted mine too; her explainations that I was "too old" for that just wouldn't do.

Then the dressing up in my sister's bathing suits and bras. I let off that for awhile, imagining that I could be a "real man" if I chose, but others knew the real me. In my Freshman year in college someone marked on my door "X, you are a buttfucker. But now, now that I understand who I am and accept it, I am coming into many queer realizations: Once, when I was naked in a sling in a gay adult theatre's second-floor play area, wearing only my wig, several guys came up in the semi-dark.

They were straights who were in to look at the fags. Their laughter at me came in bursts and snorts, and one of them pushed me so that I rocked in the sling. You know what I learned then? That sissy fags like me crave humiliation, because for as long as those guys were there snickering I got really hard!

I'm really hard right now, remembering. Hard, knowing that I crave more humilation and will seek it out whenever I can get it. I am new here but hope to post my own blog soon. Of all the blogs here yours is the most accurate as to what I feel. Like today for example. On my way home from work I stopped by the boat ramp at the lake were there is a public restroom with a glory hole. I changed into my carry on sissy clothes that I keep in my truck yes I'm that pathetic!

Hot Pink fishnet stockings, Hot pink spandex mini skirt, Hot pink spandex bra, sheer white half shirt, and hot pink spandex tie top, with purple spandex half back panties and 3" heels! And I can't forget the cherry red lipstick! I can be very passable but that was not my goal today!!! Sometimes I even wear a wig, but not today!!! Does this sound like something any self respecting person would do??? I don't understand why I do it. I just can't stop myself. Each time I tell myself that this is the last time and I will never do it again but here I am doing it again When I reach the doorway I stoped and turned to make sure that everyone neer by could see me and then walked it.

I went into the stall with the glory hole and left the door unlocked so that if anyone accidentally opened it they would see me playing with my sorry excuse for a dick dressed in my sissy fag drag! To my misfortune, no one came in at all!!! Not in the 45 minutes that I was there. So I ended up playing with my little thing till I came down my leg. Now if that sounds humiliating Next came the walk of shame!!!! A truck with a boat had pulled in between my truck and the restroom and now I had to get back to my truck so I could go home!!!

I couldn't stay in there any longer so I had to walk out and right past the truck to get out of there. There was two young guys and 3 very hot girls. They all looked like they were in there early twenties. When I started twords them they all stopped what they were doing and stared at me! All I could do was drop my head and walk faster. They started laughing calling me names and saying things like "little cock sucker".

Then one of the girls stepped right out in front of me stopping me in my tracks lifted up her shirt showing me her beautifull perky titts and said "I bet you wish you had titts like this don't you you little sissy boy" then grabbing her own crotch she said "and this too but the best you can get is a cock in your ass right fag boy" by this time she was yelling loud enough for everyone in the parking lot to here her!!! I ran around her and to my truck at least as best I COULD IN 3" heels, jumped in and drove away feeling totaly humiliated cursing myself for being such a little faggot, yet knowing that what she said was true.

Then promising myself that I would never do that again!!! But here I sit as I write this getting excitted about what she said to me and thinking of going there again tomarrow!!! How pathetic am I???!!! Hi my name is Lucy. I am very interested in the comments I have read so far. I am a committed transvestite and have been dressing for up for almost 40 years. This is in fact a very large part of the attraction for the TV.

Sure he may love the sensuous feel of silk, adore the sight of high heels and go into raptures at the clickety clack they make. But the element of shame is what he really craves. I too have enjoyed public humiliation through shopping trips as described in some of the posts. I recall a time when a lady whom I had hired made me try on ladies shoes in a shop and mince around in them. The lady shop assistants could hardly keep a straight face. Very receently I went into a small shoe shop, I was alone and in smart male attire.

I asked to try on a pair of high heel scarlet ladies sandals. There were 2 young Asian ladies looking after the shop. The older of the 2 girls was perhaps in her early 20s but the younger was very much still a teenager and she was the type of very bold, disrespectful, gum chewing,young lady who is very common place in London today.

But she was very beautiful. The older lady was very respectful and replied 'certainly sir' however despite her best efforts she couldn't fully restrain herself from giggling as she disappeared into the store room to get the shoes.

While she was away the younger girl regarded me from behind the counter with a look of dumb insolence, saying nothing and chewing her gum. The other girl returned with the shoes and I tried them on. I looked quite a sight in my suit and tie and high heeled lady's sandals. I glanced up and noticed that the 2 girls were exchanging gleeful grins. So I walked around the little shop. There were no other customers. I saw the younger girl quickly snap me with her mobile phone but I didn't say anything.

Through years of expwerience I can walk very well in high heels. But the sight of my walking was causing in particular the older girl some problems. I noticed she had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from giggling out loud. The cheeky younger girl was shaking her head in derision. Anyway I decided to buy the shoes, it wasn't so much the shoes that were important but the pleasure of the humiliation involed in buying them.

Just before I left I said to the cheeky young lady, 'I don't mind you photogrphing me. I've got loads of photos of me in drag' and I took out some photos that I have of me fully dressed and made up in a variety of outfits.

I often take these with me when I buy shoes,I like to show them to the lady assistants. Both girls were interested and looked at the photos.

They had a good giggle, now quite openly not even trying to hide it. Strangely though the cheeky girl said ' You look quite nice in some of those.. After that I went home and had a good wank! OK we all know we have the humiliation in public curse, but I'm really surprised at some of the4se comments. I have also spent many daytime hours at the Biggest Mall near me with hopes of being called a Faggot or a Sissy Fag.

But to my shock and amazement I never heard any of those words, however I did recieve a lot of stares giggles and a couple of finders pointing at me. But for the most part everyone was very nice to me and said I looked adorable. Quite frankly it really pissed me off, seeing how my main goal was to fully humiliate myself and even thought I was dressed like a Sissy Girl and even wearing Real Babies Diapers and Plastic pants for all to see my plan for embarrassement failed.

So, here I am, a married man, at work reading this blog and thinking that I am not a real-man but a sissy boy! Prior to my wife moving in full-time, I "purged" my panties, bra, and make-up. After reading this and other blogs, I know that I am doomed because I miss the soft feel of those panties.

I am such a pantywaste! Should I come out with my wife about it or not? Is she likely to accept me? I remember in my late teens, riding the subway to my first big summer job, and having a man recognize - even then, even when i was in male drag - that in front of him was a sissy fag.

It was quite astonishing - regularly, he'd be in the same car of the same train, and every time he'd stand close to me in the rush hour crush, his hands roaming everywhere on my body. And, submissive little cum dump that i am, i let him have his way, even in a crowded subway car. I had only one question: But one, a super chubby guy who had played my young body like a master violinist with a Stradivarius, said, "Sweetie, I have more than that.

He had stockings, garter belts, panties, and handcuffs. Restrained, decorated and utterly inflamed, I gave it up to him. He gave me that, too I didn't know what to think, but I knew what I needed. That summer, I spent every possible hour in the peep show, letting men pick me up - one after another. I couldn't get enough. Sometimes they'd give me money - and I used it to buy panties And now that I'm older - I still go to the peeps Though my appearance is no longer fresh, my panties always are You can't escape your nature.

This was the part of the personal ad that nailed me: You love to be treated like a girl, fingered, fondled and fucked — dominated and controlled. So I confessed my weakness in the note responding to the ad. Zeke contacted me quickly. I'll let you know how it goes Four responses from me, nothing new from you? This is a very inspiring blog. I have decided to start one of my own: Look, we have to deal with the hatred of others, let's stop hating ourselves.

Write me if you ever need to talk to someone tamlyonne yahoo. And yes, we do like to play with our little clitties, just like we were men with cocks. I,m a sissy fag, and I have been since I was 18 years old. I have a little dick, dress like a whore and readily give my white creamy ass to big black men - I'm such a sissy bitch.

This is some heavy shit, I really like it! Gives me a boner big time. Wish there was more! I post my own craziness at Transvestite Faggotry Addict: Started out as a "tranny-chaser", and maybe would have remained just that, not for an encounter with a beautiful tranny with a big cock who wanted to be serviced and pleased, and made it clear who that the bitch, that night, was me. After that experience I realized everything else had been a prelude to becoming the sissy and pansy I was unaware I longed to be.

After being used that night, I knew that's what I needed. Anyone else start out this way???? That's really hard to say. The humiliation I feel every time my urges make me dress like a slut for a man at his house or in a hotel room is soul ripping.

The first time I was with a man was the probably the most humiliating though. Was so confused and scared, but I did everything he wanted. I could almost feel my self-respect crumble away as I lay there, completely limp-dicked, as he held my head and pumped down my throat again and again. I want to say how much i enjoyed the theater sissy faggot story, this is what i have been doing too for the last couple of months.

So far i have only sucked fours cocks but am hoping that i will have many more the next time i go dressed. It will be Halloween for at least a couple of hours and i will be dressed in my sluttiest little dress and pumps with myblack wig. Loved the time wheni was the center of attention at least for three guys, the onei was sucking was calling me lots of humilating words and kept my head bobbingup and down!!

Such a little fairy sissy prissy cumslut i have turned out to be. Not good for anything but humilation and more humilation!! I'm also a long-time sissy and crossdresser. Never successful with girls -- shy, meek, have a tiny one, and on rare occasions when given a chance was usually impotent as well.

So, for many years, I only wear girl's undies, often wear girl's jeans and tee shirts and so forth out. So, pretty much in same boat with you -- though perhaps a bit less likely to be with guys beeninto the clothes and so forth for yewars and years -- and still no desire to "do" men. Anyway -- that's my 2 cents worth. I now work at a fetishy Club downtown DC as their wiatress for many events.

In college, lived with a girl as her "houseboy" -- even dressing her for her dates with real guys. My most embarassing moment came right after I bought a t-shirt that says "I wear bras and panties". I was wearing black slacks. Did I get looked at? Of course I did! And I loved it until someone came up to me and said he thought he recognized me from my very public part time job. I said he must be mistaken and walked away.

I hope he b elieved me. I love your blog. It's inspired me to create my own. I'd love it if people from here would come and comment on my blog.

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Every night My Goddesses Wife gives me a minimum of 15 swats over her lap, with the hairbrush, on my bare bottom. After that it's corner time, 1 minute for each swat. This is just my daily discipline session. I'm also spanked at any time at home when She wants to. I love every moment of spanking by my Mistresses and punishment given to me. From last 10 years I am serving here and she is controlling me. My husband has been my maid and servant from last 12 years.

Recently, I Got the courage to invite his 5 year younger dominate sister over when I learned that she played house with him when he was young boy. She had dressed him as a baby girl complete with diapers, spanked him like child and a little girl party dress. Well, the day finally came when his sister was to come.

My husband did not know his sister was coming. He also, did not know he would be feminized when his sister came. It was a day I looked forward to with anticipation.

When his sister arrived my husband Dolly I named him that after I feminized him answered the door, not knowing who was coming over. When he opened the door and saw his sister, he almost died from embarrassment. I watched Sally, his sister smile as she looked at Dolly her little slave brother , who was dressed in panties, bra and a cute dress.

Under his panties he had a pretty pink ribbon tied around his little cock. When I ordered my husband to bring her a glass of wine, Sally lifted up the back of her dress and she gave her a swat on her panties bottom, I knew by her action, that we were in for a fun evening. After the first glass of wine, Sally suggested that Dolly should polish my shoes with her tongue and of course Dolly complied immediately.

After a few minutes of licking my shoes, I told Dolly to stand up and remove her dress and pull down her panties, so Sally could see the pretty pink ribbon tied to her cock. I than told Dolly to get back down and lick my boots again with her tongue. As Dolly started licking, I started to get aroused, I told Dolly to take down my panties with her teeth and to lick my pussy.

Dolly slowly slid down my panties. I opened my legs so Sally could see the cum dripping from my pussy, My Cuckolded husband Dolly watched as the cum dripped to the floor. Sally was so turned on, she slide off her panties and started to play with her pussy.

I was glad that I suggested she wear a dress, because I had planned to have Dolly pleasure Sally as well as me. I could tell, Sally really enjoyed watching Dolly lick the lips of my pussy with the cum oozing out. It usually takes me a long time to cum, but knowing that Sally was watching was a real turn on for me, it only took 10 minutes for Dolly to get me moaning. I coated her face with my feminine juices and cum and almost smothered her in the process.

Dolly fell to the floor exhausted and was gasping for air. Her face was a mess of pussy juice and cum. Her cock was rock hard by the look of the tent on her panties. Sally told me that it appeared Dolly knew how to really please a woman, and She asked if my husband had ever licked another woman's ass. I assured her he had and Sally turned on the couch put her knees on the couch with her stomach over the couch and then lifted her dress. I told Dolly to go and lick her pretty ass and do it right now.

Dolly looked at me almost begging me to not require her to do this, but I pointed at Sally and told her she either licked her ass, or her ass would be red from my paddle. Dolly obediently went over to the couch and started to lick her ass.

I masturbated as I watched Dolly lap and use her tongue in the same way she has used it on me. I knew Sally was in for a real treat. Slowly, Dolly started to build Sally up to a climax, getting her almost ready to cum and then slowing down her licking so Sally could stay aroused and at the same time not climax.

Then Dolly really started sucking and licking her pussy in earnest and I knew Sally was about to cum. I could tell it had been a long time since she had her last cum, because of the volume of her juices.

Dolly was there to savor every drop of her wetness. Dolly was ordered to shallow every drop of it or the paddle would be her reward. Later that night Dolly was allowed to join us in our bed and lick and suck our pussies, That is after we beat her cock with a whip and pushed pins in her balls and made her fuck the floor.

Oh, and yes, after Sally and I forced Dolly to drink more of our piss. We were happy by the service of Dolly my salve husband than Sally spanked very hard her spanking to Dolly and also encouraged me to give him hard spanking. I have started spanking him know. I found your website very useful as I am dominating 3 males from last 7 years. I am a woman of 29 years and My husband is of 31 years.

I am having 3 Children of the age of 10, 6 girls and 2 years boy. I run a Shop of women clothes. My father in Law who is retired from Arm forces is the age of 52 and he lives with me as Mother in Law got divorced from him. From last 7 years my Father in Law is completely submissive to me he do all my house hold work preparing food and looking after of children and even washes my undergarments and treats me like his Mistresses.

He also wears my old panties. He also demand Spanking from me initially it was very difficult for me to do so. But know I am also enjoying the same role as I told all this to my husband. He says he is Psychic. I punishes my father in Law whenever I am in mood. I completely dominant him and he loves my domination. I treat him like my slave and he says he love this.

From last 2 years he demanded me to suck my milk from my breast then I asked him why then he told me that he see his mother in me and for that he do all the things for me.

I do not know what to do. But one thing is that I love dominating him and now I am giving same treatment to my Husband also and for which He does not Object. Now I am completely dominating over them My husband and Father in Law.

From last six months I spanks Father in Law in front of my husband. I make love with Father in Law in front of husband. Only once my husband objected and I gave him severe spanking and he is completely surrender to me. My father in law is very rich person and My husband is only his child. I sit like queen in front of both. As my children are studying in Boarding School I do not have any restriction. Both my slave are ready to serve me like any thing. I do not know what is happening.

I could not understand why my Father in law is completely submissive to me. Now I am becoming more and more dominant and I spank very severely specially to my Father in Law but never forget to spank my slave husband. This is really true story in my house. I am boss of the house and and both males behaves like salve and treats me like as a Queen.. I do not know but I enjoy it. My wife has always spanked me to keep me "in my place", as she says.

It has always been a private thing, and up until recently, no one else had really known about it. My wife always has me strip down to my birthday suit when I am spanked, and she usually starts with an over the knee spanking, and then continues from there. I am usually spanked for doing something that annoys her or that she feels is "naughty". I have actually begun to enjoy the spanking now. I guess it shows me that she really cares about me.

My wife spanks me very hard mercilessly till I don't cry and beg to stop. Whenever I break one of her rules or do something to annoy her, she pulls my pants down, puts me over her knee and spanks my bare bottom until she is convinced I have learned my lesson.

Then I am sent to the corner where I stand a minimum of twenty minutes to think over the lesson just learned. This treatment is nothing new. My Mistresses has been spanking me for many years and says that she will continue to do so until one or both of us are physically unable.

Not only do I get spanked for breaking her rules, I'm spanked on my birthday, her birthday and our anniversary. I also get a just because paddling anytime she feels it would be beneficial to me. That's what I said My Goddesses spanks me because she knows I have a real need for it. Having my butt reddened on a regular basis is a necessary to me as eating when I'm hungry.

My wife usually spank me in two parts. At first, an over the knee spanking by hand, followed by me bending over a chair, sofa, or whatever; and then getting the paddle, hairbrush, slipper, wooden spoon, or whatever else she wanted to use on me.

I am her slut slave and obey all the rule laid done by her and worship her. I will not go into detail here on how it came to be, but I, have been enslaved by my wife, Goddess.

She has managed to put me under her complete control. I must do exactly as she commands at all times, or face punishment. She is in general a stern though loving mistress. She ensures that I behave properly, but rewards good behavior, and has my best interests at heart as long as I behave and serve her well.

On the whole, my servitude has overcome my natural inclinations to laziness, procrastination, unhealthful diet, improper lusts and lack of exercise. She has truly "whipped me into shape" and improved my character in many ways. In short, she has made all those improvements in my male defects that women everywhere wish or hope they could make in their men, but usually do not have the power to achieve.

She generally prefers to keep me completely naked around the house. She says she enjoys having a naked male slave serving her and waiting on her attentively, and she says she enjoys watching my body as I go about my duties. It tends to increase her sexual desire, which is fine with both of us, however I have no choice in the matter regardless. I must satisfy her desires, but any sexual pleasure I may be permitted is entirely at her whim.

She also says that being able to see at a glance the state of my penis helps her know what I am thinking or feeling. It makes it completely impossible for me to hide my male thoughts from her at any time. It also affords her complete access to my body, for control, discipline or reward should she so desire or to use or abuse as she pleases.. She seems to enjoy being so completely in control of me, and being able to all but read my male mind, which of course is primarily centered in my cock and balls.

My bondage however is severe and complete. I am owned and controlled body and soul. I would of course prefer to return to my more natural habits and behavior, and would do so if she were to relax her control. While I admit to the improvements it has made in me, it is of course utterly humiliating for a male to be so controlled by a female, and aside from this anonymous account that she has required me to write, I try to keep it as secret as I possibly can.

Having other people notice how controlled I am, even in small or ordinary ways, is emasculating and humiliating in the extreme. Being seen as "hen-pecked" or "pussy whipped" is about the ultimate embarrassment or indignity for a male. Admitting it, even in secret, is totally humbling and embarrassing. She has total control of my diet and exercise and has me fitter than ever.

She says that if she is going to keep a naked slave, he is not going to be just a fat slob husband. She wants to enjoy looking at my body, so she keeps it well toned, and she closely monitors my rigorous exercise plan. She has set me up with a personal trainer at the gym, female of course - as my mistress strongly believes that males need constant female control. My trainer, to my total shame, is completely informed of my enslavement, and has been given authority to command me.

This eliminates any need for her to ask or persuade me to do what I need to do She simply orders that I do it or be punished, either on the spot or when my trainer reports any problems to my wife later.

While punishment by my wife is bad enough, to be publicly punished in the gym by another woman would add even greater humiliation, so I work very hard to meet her directives. The result is, I have lost about 50 pounds, and am trim and fit. I do still have to go to work during the week to support us.

Lisa makes sure I am doing my job well in order to support her well. There is no chance for me to slack off while I am at work, as she reviews my performance evaluations, and keeps track of me during my work day by numerous methods. A web cam in my office allows her check on me and make sure I am staying on task at all times. She has even threatened to call my female boss, or perhaps worse my secretary, and have a discussion with them of my situation.

I am always aware that if I fail in any way, such ultimate humiliations are always within my wife's power. Strangely, I find the thought of such ultimate incredible humiliation to be arousing, a fact I am unable to conceal from my wife, just as I am unable to conceal anything from her. But though imagining such a humiliation is arousing, the reality would be horrible beyond imagining.

Usually when I get home, she has reserved the time to assure my discipline and good behavior. I am required to immediately strip completely naked as soon as I come in the back door. I must then present myself for her inspection, then with her permission, drop to all fours to kiss her feet, and then beg to be allowed to pee.

Sometimes she is busy when I get home in which case of course I just have to wait as patiently as I can, and not disturb her in whatever she may be doing.

If she is talking on the phone or whatever, she certainly does not want me interrupting her with my "problem" like a little boy nagging at her to ask to go pee-pee.

So if I see that she is busy, I must stand quietly, naked, out of her way, with my bladder ready to burst. I try not to whine or dance too much, as it will only earn me some discipline of one sort or another, maybe a paddling on the spot, a spanking a little later, a night without sexual release, or just having to wait even longer to pee. If I am good and wait patiently without bothering her, she is apt to reward me with a little light stroking of my penis after my pee, or some kindly petting of my bare bottom.

Slave husband training Here are some ideas, to help you tease and tantalize slave husband, until he's willing to do anything you want him to do. Try this routine with him tonight and you'll own him -- mind, body and soul -- as of tomorrow morning! Invite him up to your bedroom and undress him -- while you stand before him in your sexiest outfit.

Ask him if he's been a "good boy" for you as you run your fingernails between his thighs. Ask him to kneel down to rub your tired feet. Then tell him that he may kiss them if he wishes to. Allow him to kiss your feet, all the way up your legs, to the crux of your thighs, a part of your anatomy which will now be referred to as his "place of privilege. Turn around and have him give your bottom a smooch, to demonstrate his sincerity.

Tie his hands behind his back with a silken scarf. If he slobbers, give him a playful smack across the face. He mustn't muss his lady! Don't let him touch or otherwise arouse himself.

That's what those beautifully manicured fingernails of yours are for! Use them to keep him aroused. Now have him take his place at your feet while you read a romance novel or watch a sexy movie. Keep him occupied with a peek at your panties. Once you're in the mood, ask him if he'd like to "kiss his queen's throne. Meanwhile, keep him teased and aroused with your toes. Make sure he has a big stiffy, but only touch it when he needs prodding. Bring him to the brink, but don't let him release!

Use this opportunity to manipulate him deeper into his submissive role. Make him confess his fetishistic desires and proclaim his adulation for you. Avail him to your now-musky panty crotch. Allow him to sniff it. Ask him if he'd like to kiss it.

Tell him that if he'd like to cross your panty threshold into the gates of paradise, he's going to have to compose an impromptu "Ode To His Lady's Lair. Allow him to remove your panties with his teeth. Then pull his face toward your lair. Tell him to "kiss" and "lick" on your command.

Issue these commands as if you were training a pup. If he disobeys you, gag him with your panties and make him nuzzle you with his nose. When his session of oral servitude is complete to your supreme satisfaction, escort him to your four-poster. Push him down on his back and tie his legs to the bedposts.

Sit on his chest and find out what he would do to be allowed to kiss your breasts. Get close enough for him to suckle your nipples, then pull away. Turn around and avail him to your bottom.

Allow him to kiss your cheeks as you pinch and tickle his joystick. Make him reach with the tip of his tongue to taste the fruit between your legs. Ask him if he's ready to assume the role of your "Personal Ass Kisser" for life. Let him audition for the role. Tell him that whether you make love to him that night depends on the lust and eagerness he exhibits in worshipping your netherhole.

By this time, he should be ready to explode. So, naturally you'll want to take a break. Retire to the kitchen for a glass of wine, leaving him to ponder more ways in which he can please his new boss. Drape your moist paints over his face, to give him something to inspire him. When you return, give him a rousing massage between his legs, to stoke those fires within his loins. Verbal stimulation is often very effective, tell him things you might do to reward him, tease him with ideas you know he'd enjoy, threaten to humiliate him if he doesn't satisfy you.

Then grab your riding crop, straddle his hips and take that young buck of yours for the ride of your lives! Once he'll "do anything to please you" here's some ideas that will keep hubby attentive, while keeping you blissfully entertained.

Have him pamper you. Make him hand-launder your panties and lingerie. Make him polish your pumps with his tongue. Make him do the housework: Make him wear a collar and lead him around with a leash; Here pooch Make him earn his rewards; for example: Allow him to kiss your bottom after he does the dishes. Spank him 5 times for each minute it takes him to make you climax.

Order him to bring himself to the edge of orgasm and stay there until you give him permission. Always make him lick you clean after sex. When You go out, order him to be kneeling at the door for you when You arrive. Give him plenty of chores to do while you're gone. If he's not performing to your satisfaction, or you just feel the need to assert yourself Double up on his domestic chores, make them more difficult: Deny him orgasms for a long period of time days, weeks?

Humiliate him in public If at first you're apprehensive about taking the reins of your relationship, just relax and start small. Then let one of your stockinged feet worm it's way between his knees. In just a few seconds, you're going to have a completely compliant man on your hands.

Have fun with your power over him! Once you're comfortable calling the shots, you'll feel as if you'd been doing it for years. And, believe it or not, he's going to love it, too! I am Professor of the age of 56 years in reputed University of U. A and I am living in USA from last 35 years. I never thought of marriage but when I was 35 years old I came in to touch of a girl of the age of 21 years old who was divorcee and having a girl of 3 years old she was running her boutique.

I am small in height 5 foot 5 inch but she was 6 feet but she was very beautiful and gregarious girl and I fall in love. Within six months of dating we got married. Soon in 4 years we got 2 more girls children and her business started running very fast then demand of house hold work started.

I have never got the love of Mother ,sister and any lady. So this was observed by my wife and she is very intelligent lady. I have a habit of laziness and also I forget the work which was told by my wife. She used to tell me whenever I take bath I must wash my inner garments and also I was not much organized person.

I used to put any thing at any place and due to this my wife was very much puzzled. One night when I came from university and after taking meal she called me angrily in bedroom , I am very coward person and soon she started scolding for all the negligence and she got very much hot.

As I did not felt sorry for that she straight forward pull my hair and get my pant and brief down and started spanking from her hand severely. I could not imagine for this but I was thinking that I deserved this for all the negligence. After giving me 50 SMACK on my bare butt she make me stand and take my penis in her hand and spoke in anger you salve if you will disobey me I will cut your penis , you understand.

Then simply took her slippers and slapped on my butt. From today you are my salve you understand. You will do all the house hold work and give me all the updates of household work. You will wash my all lingerie by hand and as you are not interested in wearing your inner garments so you will wear my old inner. She garments simply puther legs on my mouth and said you are place is in my foot , do youunderstand slave. From that day I am serving her as my mistresses it has been near 17 years and I have done all for her.

You cannot imagine by giving me sever spanking I have corrected my all the bad habits. I do wash panties , bra of my Wife and in house I live life of Petticoat. I give bath to her , and I have to help in wearing of cloths , Shoes, wearing Ornaments. I have to do all house hod work which includes cleaning of house, mopping , cooking of Food , Washing of clothes , cleaning of Utensil and also look after of my 2 daughters.

My wife like me to lick her hairy Armpit , hairy Cunt. I have to clean her hairs from Armpit , cunt and also from body. You will be glad to know that I have all the collections of removed hair with me. That is my great assets to me. She sleeps on Bed and I have to sleep on floor. She also treats me like her stool and also she is happy she give me bath of piss on my whole body. I wear her old panties which she wants to throw out. I am not allowed in to financial matter she looks in to all.

Igive all my salary by putting on her cunt and reciprocates by giving me sever spanking with different paddles. My Sister in law studied in boarding and when she completed her high school and she returned to my university.

My wife never treated her as a sister but as a friend. When She joined college she was 19 years old. My wife told her how she behaves with me and gave me standing order to me do all the work assigned by her. The moment she told her and she ordered me be naked and I have to be as my Goddess has given me order and she gave me severe Spanking.

After getting severe spanking she ordered me to lick her cunt and I started licking it and both laughed a lot. When I finished my work my wife told me that your butt is made only for getting spanking and your Sister in law also loved to spank you. I simply kissed her leg and said My motto of life is to keep you happy and I will do all the work which makes you happy. My wife simply told me to stand , I did same. She started fondling my instrument and it erected up to 12 inches and it's thickness was around 6 inch.

Seeing this my Sister in law came near to me and my wife put my penis in to her cunt and said to me this my gift of doing service to me. Fuck her and obey her. That was really wonderful gift for me. I am serving both ladies as usual and getting severe spanking as my prize.

I love female domination. I am writing all this permission with my wife. I am 54 years old man and I am less educated then my wife. My wife is much younger then me as she is 39 years old only and she owns very big shop.

I came in to contact 21 years earlier at the age of 33 when she was need of one office assistant. After 6 months of dating she married me as I was very much submissive to her.

As I was aware for dominance from dating time I did not get upset when she gave me hard spanking on our wedding night. I think that was my memorable spanking. She did everything to me so I should obey her rule. From that day I am obeying all the rule but even she gets unhappy from me and to humiliate me she has started spanking me even in front of our daughters. Once I resisted she said this is none of your business to give her advice.

She is giving training to her daughter to make dominant girls. Please advice me how can I make happy my dominant mistresses. My life is for only to make happy my wife. How to train a man to be a good slave husband Slave husband training Men are basically grown up child and they always need control, domination and spanking from time to time to keep them to behave and live happily. Any woman who want to make her husband as slave must dominate him completely. To dominate slave husband a dominate woman must laid down the rules and slave husband must obey the rule.

If tries to disobey then Wife must punish him mercilessly and tears must be in his eyes and he should beg you to stop spanking and should commit that if will not commit the same mistake again. If your slave obey the rule as it is then maintenance spanking must be given to him from time to time to remind him who is the boss of family.

Fact is, once you sexually arouse a man, he'll turn circus tricks for the privilege of a ride on his queen's throne. By exploiting this fact -- and tempting him and teasing him with sexy suggestiveness, you can have him on his knees begging you to allow him to kiss your feet, wait on you, clean for you, satisfy you sexually, even humiliate himself for you, if need be.

The possibilities are endless. For men go absolutely gaga when confronted with a take-charge woman. Sexually aggressive women get what they want in life from their men, and that goes way beyond the bedroom. Making your man beg for your good graces makes him even more aroused, more beholden to your charms, and best of all more willing to do your bidding. Here are some ideas, to help you tease and tantalize him, until he's willing to do anything you want him to do. Allow him to kiss your feet, all the way up your legs, to the crux of your thighs, a part of your anatomy, which will now be referred to as his "place of privilege.

Make sure he has a big stiff, but only touch it when he needs prodding. Get close enough for him to suckle your nipples, and then pull away. Tell him that whether you make love to him that night depends on the lust and eagerness he exhibits in worshiping your nether hole.

When you return, give him a rousing massage between his legs, to stoke those fires within his loins and always piss into his mouth and spank him if he drops piss on the ground. Here are some ideas that will keep hubby attentive, while keeping you blissfully entertained.

Make him earn his rewards 7. When you go out, order him to be kneeling at the door for you when you arrive. Spank him severe daily to remind him who is the in charge. Wooden spoon, hairbrush, belt, ruler, ping-pong paddle. Call your close friend , your Sister , his Sister and humiliate and spank him in presence of them.

Also allow them to spank him. Then let one of your stocking feet worms it's way between his knees. I have been married for 30 years. For the last 20 I have been spanked by my wife. At first it was when ever I screwed up.

Now I am spanked every Saturday night. If I've had a good week, it is an easy over-the-knee spanking with her hand or a hair brush. It sometimes takes 5 or 10 minutes her with over her knee to make me point and bring me form the excitement of the pending spanking to the reality that I am naked over her lap getting a childish punishment. That always makes me better behaved afterwords and brings us closer together.

If I have forgotten choirs, made her angry or messed up in some other way, I am spanked naked after ten minutes of corner time. Usually with a leather strap followed by her 18" long paddle. Only once I made her so angry drove home after drinking she included an enema with a very hard long spanking. I've never done that again. This happened last year when I went to my younger step-sister's house. She is twenty-two years old and a very bubbly lady.

But, she has also been a very dominating girl from childhood. Her husband was gone on a foreign trip and she had one year old son. That son used to drink less milk than she produced. When she had pain in her big breasts from being overfilled, she requested I suck her breast milk so she could get out of pain as her pump was not working. I was reluctant to drink her milk and she got very angry.

She is much more powerful than I am, so she simply pulled my hair and slapped me until I complied. She also made me undress and she started spanking me on my bare butt.

She was scolding and spanking me until I begged her to stop. She did, and then said, "You are a sissy brother-in-law. Will you disobey me? My sister in law intimated my wife and now My wife spanks me when I've done something wrong or sometimes when we have disagreementent that we can ressolvelve and it seems to work well.

We've been married over 5 years. My wife is independent woman who has a great job with a good salary and I have to admit I am completely submissive husband. This could really damage relationship, as neither of us will back down and both of us used to end up getting frustrated with each other.

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