Caring for your Sissy Face

Do you know that caring for your face  can make you feel more like a woman?

  • ESSENCE. …

Create a pretty space in front of a big mirror with natural lighting. Assemble bottles and jars and packets full of notions and potions.

Part of the Korean Beauty routine is a sheet mask. Use your mask time to meditate on how you want your sissy face to look.


When a sissy puts on her Sheet Mask  she engages in a skin-nourishing ritual during which she can meditate on her becoming-woman, imagine what she wants the face to look like underneath the mask, and beautify both  her ‘self’ and her ‘sex’.



Asian Skincare Guide: The Korean Skincare Routine

Sissy Husbands Make Happy Wives

Sissy husbands don’t just share responsibilities — they blissfully take up domestic chores and even dress up for them!

Sissy husbands do things according to a better division of labor which benefits both spouses.

The more wives perceived that sissies were engaged in domestic, womanly, feminizing  labor, the better the relationship felt to both husband and wife.

Wives in our study viewed feminization and sissy maid training as essential to a happier household.

sissy husbands make happy wives


Cleaning and cooking and nesting help sissy husbands to connect with their wives, and that connection is critical to better coupling. Sissy husbands not only make their wives happy, they make happy wives.

When a man is treated as a sissy at home, when he gets into his sissy apron and puts on his sissy heels, he no longer has to play at being powerful, decisive, bossy. He can de-stress, feel safe,and focus on serving: his wife, his mistress, his goddess. Sissy husbands make wives happy.

A sissy husband can also use domestic duties  to connect with his wife throughout the day, even if it’s just washing her undies or picking up her dry cleaning….

Doing simple sissy things makes husbands last longer and feel better!

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Humiliation Menu for Whores in Training

Humiliation Menu for Sissy Whores in Training

I. Clothing humiliation for sissy whores:

  1. 1.Black or dark colored bra under thin white shirt.
    2.Black or dark colored panties under thin white pants or shorts.
    3.Pantyhose worn with shorts.
    4.Wear a frilly bikini at the beach. [or just the bottom.]
    5.Naked or dressed in lingerie beneath a cape or raincoat.
    6.Wearing an obviously feminine blouse (malesubs).
    7.Little girls’ dresses with high heels
    8.Baby hats/bonnets.
    9.Obvious female flat heel shoes, worn with everyday male clothing.
    10.Standard male shirt, tie, jacket, with obvious female trousers.
    11.Diapers, noisy plastic pants.
    12.High heels.
    13.Females, braless, with a sheer white or light colored blouse.
    14.No underwear or lingerie, while wearing very thin white or light colored pants, shorts, or skirt.

II. Humiliating Toys for Sissies to Wear & Mistresses to Abuse:

  1. 1.Slave collar ( can add owner tag.)
    2.Narrow cat collar with bell.
    3.Single handcuff on each wrist.
    4.Butt plugs. Can be worn at a business meeting.
    5.Feminine necklaces and bracelets.
    6.Feminine rings.
    7.Cock rings.
    8.Baby pacifier. Carry or tied around neck. There is a doggie “squeek toy” like this available.
    9.Baby rattle.
    10.Nipple clips. [even better when seen through a sheer shirt or blouse]
    11.Clip on earrings [for the pierced impaired.]
    12.A “kitty” collar with bell, worn around the cock and balls.
    13. A visible but not obvious collar for a scarf whore….:humiliation menu for whores in training

III. Humiliating Shopping scenes:

It should be obvious the purchases are for the sub.

1.Shopping for and trying on lingerie or dresses.
2.Trying on high heels while wearing nylons or pantyhose under male clothing. Works better at times other than
3.Shopping for makeup, perfumes, and other female items.
4.At adult toy stores, purchasing buttplugs, cock rings, and BD gear, while she watches from a distance. [see #7]
5.Having a manicure or facial.
6.Buying adult incontinent supplies. [works for both genders]. Have the sub ask the clerk what size would fit best.
7.You are taken shopping for a new bondage outfit at one of those famous stores [insert shameless plug for Stormy Leather
in San Francisco. Hey, forgive me, it is the one store I never miss when I am working in the City.]
8.She walks up to him in the check out line at the grocery store, holding a pair of pantyhose and says “these are what I
picked up for you to wear tonight. Ok?”

IV. Other humiliation activities or scenes:

  1. Must use “Mistress”, Madame”, or “Ma’am” at all times.
    2.Handcuffed to the shopping cart, while shopping.
    3.Handcuffed or tied to a pole outside store. (waiting for Mistress)
    4.Handcuffed, hands in front or back, while shopping.
    5.Metal cockrings, collars, chains, or leashes when going through airport security.
    6.Having him get a good tan while wearing a bra, for later exposure at the beach or while washing the car without a shirt.
    7.When at a restaurant, eating in an unusual way; being fed by the Mistress; using your non- dominant hand, no utensils.
    8.Forbidden to speak in public.
    9.Kneeling and kissing her boots, shoes, feet, or hands, at odd moments.
    10.Kneeling, massaging her feet at the mall.
    11.One arm tied or cuffed under your shirt. Or cuffed obviously behind you.
    12.Pockets cut out of pants, and hands tied or cuffed to your thighs so you can’t remove them from the pockets.
    13.Binding your cock inside your pants with the string or rope end available to tug on.
    14.Wearing a vibrating butt plug, with the controls in your pocket or available for her use. [still dreaming of a source for a
    remote control plug ;} A Vibrating Beeper was recently suggested]
    15.Your right [left?] hand is tied to your cock and balls through a hole in your pocket. Might look like you are playing with
    16.Being forced to masturbate beneath the table cloth while at a restaurant.
    17.You both are sitting in a restaurant, dressed completely normal. She hands you a bag of ‘stuff’ and tells you to go to the
    restroom and change. You worry that everyone who enters will know what you are doing.
    18.You are sitting drinking a beer or apple juice. When the glass is empty, she orders you to take it to the men’s room and
    fill it up. You must return and then consume your “new” beverage with your meal.
    19.You must take your beverage to the men’s room, masturbate, and cum in the glass/cup. Return and then consume it, This
    would also work with the special sauce from that famous place.
    20.You have to take your panties or underpants off, return to the table and hand them to her. She leaves them on the table in
    plain view.
    21.Female subs in skirts, ordered to remove panties while seated at the table, hand them to the Mistress, then sit with naked
    ass on the seat.
    22.You must undress prior to entering your/her car when going home for the evening.
    23.She calls you at work and says you have ‘xx’mins to masturbate and cum.
    24.On a special evening, as you travel around in a rented limousine, you are required to masturbate, trying not to be seen by
    the driver.
    25.You are required to masturbate in your panties and continue wearing them, disregarding any spots that may appear.
    26.You are diapered, taken out to a restaurant or bar and have to consume a large quantity of liquid, and are not allowed to
    use the restroom.
    27.Traveling by car naked or dressed in lingerie.
    28.You are obviously hand cuffed to the car as you travel, or are parked waiting for her to finish shopping. A key can be
    attached to a thread for emergency purposes.
    29.Wearing lipstick or make up so that it appears you have just tried to remove it, but missed some.
    30.Having your picture taken in Santa’s lap at Christmas time.
    31.She hands the controls of your vibrating plug, dildo to another person.
    32.Having to show another person what you are wearing beneath the raincoat or cape.
    33.Shining her boots at the mall.
    34.She spanks you.
    35.She slaps you.
    36.You have to eat a doggie snack at lunch.
    37.You have to kiss the ground whenever you leave a car.
    38.You kiss the seat of her chair whenever she stands.
    39.Ordering warm milk, or some other almost impossible item, claiming dietary need.
    40.You have to eat a bite of something that has had an ash flicked on it.
    41.The Mistress takes her female sub into the restroom and performs an on the spot vaginal/rectal examine, attaches a variety
    of ‘toys’ or clamps.
    42.You are taken on a nature walk, tied to a tree, for a quickie spanking.
    43.One hand is cuffed to the chair or table when you are eating.
    44.At a cocktail lounge, you have to sit at the bar next to the serving station and you are cuffed to the rail.
    45.You are instructed to eat a meal alone, reading a copy of Domination Directory International, other Dominatrix
    publication, or a transvestite magazine.
    46.Smoking long, obviously feminine cigarettes.
    47.In a parking lot or similar location, just before you will be safely hidden from spectators, she has you pause and wet
    yourself. You have to walk the last few yards with wet clothes.
    48.On your ‘x’ anniversary, you renew your wedding vows, this time you are dressed as the bride.
    49.When you travel alone, you are required to leave lingerie or stockings drying in the bathroom.
    50.You are instructed to buy a halloween maid’s costume. Whenever you travel you must leave it hanging in the hotel room
    along with your regular clothing. Leaving a pair of high heels out would work too.
    51.Tape rough felt or very very fine sandpaper inside a shirt over the nipples. Effect should be stimulation, not damage.
    52.Reciting all your rules in front of others, at her whim.
    53.Temporary “slave” tattoos or other markings, hidden or not.
    54.Always walking a foot or two behind her. speeding up to open doors.
    55.She pays for everything, with possible comments like “Oh I never allow him to carry money!”
    56.If no seats are available, puts you on all fours and sits on your back.
    57.Doing some of the “hidden” little things like plugs, nipple clamps, cock rings, in the church of her/your choice.
    58.Keeping your legs shaved.
    59.Keeping the genitals shaved.
    60.Having ribbons/bows braided into the genital hair.
    61.Carrying a doll around, brushing its hair, playing with it.
    62.When dining out, sub is not allowed to order, is fed little bites from her plate.
    63.While she is sitting on a chair, you sit on pool deck beside her, even though there are chairs available next to you.
    64.Wear a cock ring with a very long, strong, almost invisible thread attached. She can pull on this anytime. Use it like a

humiliation menu for sissy whores in training

Closet Sissy Needs Help With Wife

I am a 57 year old semi closet sissy. My wife knows of my need and desire to serve her and my uncontrollable need to place myself in a submissive female role. She goes along in bed occasionally but ends there. She is a stunning 31-year-old with large breasts and an ass i trully worship. My question is how do i convince her to step up the game. I long for the day when i can wear panties and stockings without her getting angry. She will fuck me and make me suck a dildo now and then but if it happens halfway regular I’m an ass. I would be hard pressed to believe that she would ever order me to suck a real cock. Or get fucked herself by a big cock while i was getting fucked by his big well hung friend. I dont mean to whine i apparantly need discipline. Thank you for your time. If you have amy advice i would love to hear from you.

Beautician Story – where a Sissy goes to Beauty School

I also hope to assure you I thoroughly enjoyed the last
situation you described: I’ll call it:The Beautician story
– where a student had gotten into a school of cosmetics and
aesthetics, found help in “fitting in” from a teaching
assistant and the two became romantically involved (which
led to the student’s feminization and girl-to-girl

Later, the student was guided into an
internship at a facility where transsexual girls would
undergo cosmetic procedures in the process of their
transitions. This was very well ad-libbed (I believe) and
I should have mentioned my appreciation of this earlier.
In fact, I enjoyed it more than I could relate, at the

Afterwards, I recalled a note I had written

… where I had briefly listed ideas that might be used as starting
points to a couple of “sissy” fantasies.

Here is the text of that:

  • playing a part in a drama class production; teacher,
    mentor, feminizer.
  • love at first site, attempt to pick up – she drops a bomb,
    says she’s lesbian; only likes girls.
    Sissy Response: “I’ll be a girl!”

I never sent that note to you. This, I hope, will help to
indicate why I was amazed and dumbfounded after you
delivered the Beautician story (well, that and my usual
breathlessness, and inability to verbally communicate,
subsequent to listening to your discourses). If my brain
had any function at all, afterwards, I think I’d have asked
about the drama class . . . No – I’m just kidding about
that. Honestly, I was absolutely astounded and – as usual
– euphoric and inarticulate.

Even now, I would like to tell you how much I appreciate and
revere you – your magnificent creativity and your unique
presence – but I cannot find the words to express the
extent. The song and lyrics to “You Really Got Me” (by
the Kinks) come to mind, though – and not simply because you

The Art of the Honey Trap

Doing stories that celebrate the “Honey Trap” in honor of Betty Pack, the ‘Brilliant MI6 Spy Who Perfected the Art of the ‘Honey Trap’

For the more puerile among us, there are fantasies based on something from the Get Smart series: in explaining a mission, the Chief would explain to the agent not only how important it was but also that it would put the agent into high risk situations and incredible danger. You most likely do not remember there was a male Agent who always appeared to be a woman . . .

The Four Basic Duties of a Sissy

The sissies who telephone me want very much to submit: to yield as much control as possible to a dominant woman, during their session with a Mistress.

Although some of them believe they are submitting, they are not.

Submitting means conceding initiative, relinquishing one’s normal movements, speech, focus. If our sessions were localized, the sissy would begin by kneeling at my feet, naked, and collared. (more on the collar later) This kneeling position means: “I am at your service.”

This is the first duty: the sissy is here to serve my needs.
This refers to doing anything that the Mistress considers relevant. If the mistress is bored, the sissy must entertain; if the mistress is tired, the sissy must prepare the bed, prepare the bath, prepare for the night-time beauty routine, perform whatever incidental tasks are relevant so that the Mistress doesn’t have to…

This brings me to the second duty: to anticipate the needs of the Mistress.
If the Mistress is about to go out to a party, she will be dressing up, putting on makeup, jewelry, perfume, heels… fixing her hair, gathering up the contents of a handbag, etc etc.
The sissy must NOT WAIT for the MISTRESS to tell him what to do. The sissy must imagine what the Mistress will want when she is dressing, when she is putting on her makeup, when she is sitting at her vanity and brushing her hair….

Test: Name at least 5 things the mistress will need before she puts on her makeup!

The third duty of a sissy is to obey orders.
With enthusiasm. With respect. With urgency. Of course, many times the Mistress will order to sissy to do something they do not want to do. This may be a test of authenticity for the sissy: does the sissy submit to the will of the Mistress? Or does the sissy hesitate, procrastinate, or dismiss the order? A sissy who only submits when the Mistress tells them to do what they already want to do is not really submitting. If the sissy is truly a sexual submissive, this lack of submission is deeply dissatisfying. Real pleasure must come from submission.

The fourth duty of a sissy is to play the sissy. The sissy must deliver themselves up as a feminized, submissive, erotic tool. Whether the Mistress prepares them by dressing them up, by humiliating them, by forcing them into a chastity belt and a corset, or by hypnotizing them so that they are psychologically docile… the sissies’ most important duty is to play themselves: a feminized, sissified, submissive, useful and usable subject for a Mistress.

Sac & Crack (Brazilian, Manzilian)


1. Why should I make my genitals smooth and pretty like a girl? 

Because you are a girl, or you want to be a girl, or you want to look like a girl, or feel like a girl, or dress like a girl.  There are more reasons. Wait.

2. Is waxing better than shaving? Will it grow back as fast as when I shave?

Yes. Waxing your sac and your crack leaves them smooth and soft and touchable. You don’t want your balls or your crack to feel like your chin at the end of the day, do you?  waxing over shaving—better for your skin, better for your sex. The main reason is that shaving simply cuts the hair off the top of the skin, which then sees the hair growing back in approximately one to three days. Razors irritate the skin, resulting in razor bumps along the bikini line. Waxing, on the other hand, removes the hair from the follicle. Hair that grows from that follicle weakens, just like your masculinity and your male urges…


3. How often do I need to wax?

Waxing is most effective and maintains the best results if done every four to six weeks. This allows the hair to fully regenerate. This is important to ensure smoother, longer-lasting results. Waxing too often can create more irritation and bumps, especially in the bikini region.

5. I’ve heard the terms boyzilian and manzilian. What exactly does this mean?

Sac & Crack™! This is a trademarked term for waxing the genitals of a male. This includes either the entire front pubic region along with the cheeks and crack area or just a portion of that—whichever look you prefer.

6. There are kits that say I can wax myself at home…

Well, there are lots of things that you can do by yourself to yourself but waxing your sac or crack is not one of them.  These areas are super sensitive, hard to access, and too easily infected to leave to an amateur or a friend… (Really? You have a friend that has volunteered to wax your butt crack? Call Mistress Alexa and tell her about it. 888-411-1230!

Do you really want to spread hot wax on your crack and then figure out which way to pull it off while looking in the mirror and listening for the garage door …? Do yourself a favor and book a professional Sac and Crack at the nearest beauty salon or waxing boutique. Take an aspirin before; and ask the waxer for numbing spray ….This kind of task calls for a professional.

7. Can I have sex after a wax? How long do I need to wait?

You can, but if the region is sore you may want to wait approximately 24 hours. For those who are extra-sensitive after a wax, we usually recommend post-wax ointments to reduce inflammation and soothe the skin.

8. I heard you are supposed to have hair in your crack to protect it; and hair on your sac to disperse pheromones. Is this true?

Maybe. But there is nothing like the feel of smooth panties on smooth skin, and nothing as sweet as putting bare skin in your mouth and chewing on it … without any hair coming off and snarling things up.  Call your mistress and ask her.

10. Do you recommend any over-the-counter numbing creams or something for the pain prior to a wax?

There are some helpful tips to reduce some of the pain that occurs during waxing sessions. There is a 5% lidocaine numbing cream available to apply 30 to 45 minutes prior to your appointment. Some pros suggest making sure the cream gets through the hair and applied onto the skin for best results. Then,  applying a piece of Saran Wrap over each side of the bikini area. This creates an occlusive and forces the product deeper down in the skin, allowing for better numbing results.

(Thanks to Bree Goldwater for this article on dermstore &  BOX® human landscapers®. Originally named “BOX®,” it was one of the first niche waxing salons in the country to special… Read about bree goldwater >

Love her logo too! sac&crack

a single night of sex (with a man)

My first turned me  …fabulous

I’m lying in the bed of a man who picked me up outside a gay bar a few hours ago, listening to the sounds of his gentle, contented sleep. Contented from my having given him delicious head, contented from him having fucked me with my stockinged legs wrapped around his shoulders. I’m lying here, looking at the trail of clothing that marks our evening: my strap-y heels, an exquisitely hand-painted silk scarf and tube mini-skirt just inside his front door, my bangles, earrings and necklace at the far end of the bed and next to me a little camisole top and a gorgeous leather bag with its usual date-night collection of lotions, condoms, spare undies and makeup.

I know I’ll have to get up, skip into my panties and top and go to his bathroom where I’ll put myself together, but before then I will continue to lie here, grateful for the sensation of fullness that lingers for hours after a man has pulled out of me and about the memories of this evening, of our passionate kisses, his sucking on my earlobes and nipples, of my exploring his cock with my lips and my tongue, about how i love the smell of the man on my face and neck, and about his taste.

And lastly, I will think about the fact that it’s only Tuesday evening, and that there’s a whole week’s worth of men I’ve yet to meet who will want me as their sissy cum slut!

I wasn’t always like this. In fact, it was only a few years ago that the world knew me as a somewhat unremarkable guy, a hard-working, mid-30s, professional who kept pretty much to himself but who, everyone agreed, was a good guy to have as a friend. Kind, considerate, responsible. Of course, what no-one back then knew was I’d long had had a nagging question in the back of my mind on what it would be like to be in bed with another man.

I considered it a fairly simple wish; a single night of sex with another man just to say I’d “tried it.”

Like most guys of my generation and background, I’d had my share of exposure to gay sensuality. There was an old roommate who once insisted on taking me gay bar-hopping, getting me kinda drunk along the way, and launching into some pretty sloppy and wet making-out in the front seat of his car. There was the guy I met on a hiking trip who found his way into my tent one evening to give me a hand job. And a drinking buddy who an annoying habit of giving long on-the-edge-of-passionate goodnight ‘hugs’ and who finally kissed my ear and asked if I wanted more. I had always declined to reciprocate because, I told myself, it wasn’t who I was. I had girlfriends, some platonic some not, and while I could never have been considered movie-star material, I was content in my modest sex life.

Years passed, my career seemed to progress nicely enough – I still had girlfriends but to the ongoing amusement of friends and colleagues, I had yet to meet “the one. And always, in the back of my mind, sat the “what would it be like” question. Society’s openness to accepting being gay had advanced dramatically over the last decade and it became clear to me that it was finally time I did my touristic excursion into an evening of gay sex. One of the alternative newspapers in San Francisco gave me a wealth of options as I cruised through the M4M personal ads. I came across one from a “caring and supportive gentleman” – Brian was his name – “who loves to take men on their maiden voyage.”

We met at his house in a kinda posh area in Marin County, had some awkward small talk in his living room and at a point when he must have thought I was ready, led me by the hand to his backyard studio that had little more than a futon, a bed-side table with a hand-pump jar of lubricant and a tasteful little bowl of different packaged condoms.

The moment we started kissing I knew something was just very ‘right’ about this, this moment, this decision. Without thinking, I found myself un-self-consciously stripping off my T-Shirt, my jeans, and my boxers – and in doing so developed – to my surprise and undoubtedly his pleasure – a lovely hard-on. We stood there, him fully clothed and me naked, embracing, kissing, fondling. When he took me into his bed where I undressed him and found myself almost immediately sliding down to between his thighs where I began kissing. The kissing moved up. And up. And soon I was licking his shaved balls, completely comfortable with something I had never done. And then, I started on his cock. I loved every aspect of it, its smoothness, the softness of the skin and the hardness of the shaft, the cute head and the oh-so-sensitive spot just at the base of it, it’s musky sweetness. I loved how he responded and I was utterly thrilled that I was the source of that erotic pleasure.

I remember reaching around and massaging Brian’s ass, and looking up into his eyes. He smiled down at me and uttered something that will stay with me forever; “Oh you ARE a natural cocksucker aren’t you? You will soon LOVE thinking of yourself as submissive sissy… trust me!” And I found myself, in a soft almost feminine voice that came from .. who knows where? .. saying “ohhhh darling, yesss…yesss…yesss!”

We spent the next hour or so as I learned the mechanics of gay sex, but more importantly, learning something about my very essence. I went home that evening and fought back waves of emotions. What had I done? What just happened to me? What was I feeling? Was it real? Was this the real me? And maybe most tellingly, how could I put this behind me and return to my normal life? My goal, my simple wish, had been fulfilled. It was time to move on.

Two days later I got a call from Brian and he coyly asked if I would like to come by to get either trimmed or shaved ‘down there’ because “you know, it is SUCH a sexy thing for a sissy cocksucker to be totally smooth” There is was again, a reminder of how he saw me, a sissy cocksucker. The memories of those hours in his studio along with the sound of his marvelous voice made me melt and I said I could be there early that evening. I rationalized the visit that evening with him as a final gay encounter, that I would thank him for his kindness, his patience, and his gentleness.

He met me at the door wearing knit boxers that covered everything – but hid nothing, holding a glass of wine to invite me in. We embraced, kissed, he played with my nipples and rubbed me through the front of my jeans. We drank more, embraced more, and as I got increasingly horny he said “well, time for what you came for.”

Back to the studio and he took out an electric razor and started on .. my legs!

“Wait.” I cried, “I thought we were talking, you know, crotch!” He laughed and reminded me that such “gifted cocksuckers are smooth everywhere, except…” and again words that will stay with me forever – “except maybe in a little tuft of pussy fur that you’ll use to turn men.” His words flowed through me like nothing I’d never known. I was his. For Brian, my darling sexy Brian with his full lips, his firm body, his beautiful cock, I’d do anything and he could do anything to me. A half hour later I looked into a full-length mirror to see a reflection of myself with hair in precisely two spots: atop my head and within an impossibly tiny triangle surrounding my cock. It was, I was … lovely.

Over the next several months I would go back to his place at least twice weekly. For sex with him, for 3-ways, and for enjoying porn together on his huge screen TV as we masturbated each other, He was a loving and patient teacher and I began to realize how much of a willing and receptive submissive I was turning into.

We started branching out. He and I started going to gay saunas and baths, we went to sex clubs, i would don corsets and bustiers to go to fetish and fantasy dungeons, we went to costume parties, and private gatherings.

And my changes were dramatic. I was turning into an utterly fabulous queer. I started growing out my hair and going to salons for coloring and styling; i shaped my eyebrows and got full body waxes, I became skilled at makeup and my wardrobe evolved to something in between Forever 21 and Victoria’s Secret. I had become an unmistakable femmy slut. Brian loved it. I loved it. As did many – many – men.

The point of all of this is all began with a simple wish. I wanted to see what a gay encounter felt like. It was to be a one-time visit to another way of being. In fact, as I later realised, my encounter with Brian was like having a switch flipped. A switch I’d never known about but nevertheless, a switch once toggled that could never go back to where it started from.

I have become a new person. A better person. I take pride in my feminine attributes and mannerisms, I love being pretty, I love feeling the kind of power I have over men with my sensuality and I love – no – I live for – the pleasures a man can give me. I’ve begun full body electrolysis and just in case anyone doesn’t see me as the sissy I am, I’ve had large areola tattooed over my nipples and on my upper right thigh, the tattoo of a fabulous wedding garter. My unremarkable male persona is gone forever; I wake up thinking of cock, I stare at men’s bodies throughout the day and am shamelessly flirt-y whenever I can, and in the evenings i dress up in anticipation of the unbelievably satisfying eroticism of having a man who will fill my boi pussy.

My advice to all you bi- or gay-curious darlings Out There who might be thinking of the briefest of visits to ‘the other side?’ Be careful what you wish for. I’m not saying it won’t be for the best, but, be prepared for the possibility of a one-way trip to become someone very, very different.

Thank you J from Mistress Alexa – some of my favorite clients will love this!