Saturday, September 23, 2017

Three Hander

Most sissies have a one hander or less.

Most boring, beta husbands have a two hander at most. 

Most bulls, through, have a three hander or more.

Are you a sissy? Simple test, do you want to be him or her?

Friday, September 22, 2017


That feeling watching her kneel before her bull, watching him take control, watching her submit, knowing your wife's heart belongs to you but her body belongs to him.

Alone Time

"I know you like to watch, sweetie," she said looking over at her husband, "but I want you to go to the guest room tonight, Sam and I want some alone time tonight."

An eternal reminder that a husband need never penetrate his wife to be intimate with her.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Whoa, I scored a 22


"Have you started on hormones yet?" - Jayme

No. We want a baby and if (and that's still a big if) I ever started hormones, it wouldn't be before that.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

First Time

She said the first time Matthew was inside her she was like, 'holy shit, I forgot how great this feels."

Bad Girl

Sometimes, mostly directed at me, Emily can be bratty and mouthy and even cold, because she knows I'm safe, that when she has a bad day, she can "let her hair down" around me.

Sometimes, mostly around Matthew, Emily can be bratty and mouthy and even cold because she knows Matthew won't tolerate it and will bend her over, his lap, a couch, a chair. She's like this around him those times she needs a man to take charge, a man to lead, a man she can follow and submit to.

The spanking will be firm, but fair; painful, but just; punishment, but erotic. A reminder that bad girls can walk all over their sissy husbands, but that such behavior will not be tolerated by a real man.


Every cuckold needs to understand that this doesn't make him gay, that sucking his wife's bull's cock is a sign of submission, of acceptance, and of acknowledging the true man in the relationship.

Monday, September 11, 2017

There's no reason whatsoever you shouldn't have trained yourself to cum like a girl...I know I have and can and do!

Yes, Daddy!

I think we can lock this away for good now, princess.
It’s your stockings, high heels, girlie clothes and overal effeminacy that define you.
Not this sad little relic.
You’re not a boy.
You’re my bitch, baby, and the only climaxes you need to experience are those I have inside you.

Sissy's daily protein supplement

Saturday, September 9, 2017

When I was a kid, I fantasized about a woman riding me like this. As an adult, I now know this is never going to happen to a sissy like me.

Thursday, September 7, 2017


Most men, fantasizing about a threesome with their wives, think about something like this:

Cuckolds, though, know the reality of a threesome with their wives will be something much different:

Totally agree!!!

My Life of Shames:
No woman would ever wear panties like this.
They are so extremely prissy and effeminate that only an emasculated male - a limp-wristed sissy - that has totally given up any idea of being an man, and has immersed itself into an abyss of extreme effeminacy, where it lives its life as a humiliated laughingstock, in stockings, high heels, and the most ridiculously pansyish pink outfits of excessive frills and lace.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Feminized and in Chastity

Just the way every sissy should be. Every minute of every day.

Question Time

Reader John says, "I really appreciate that you take the time to answer your readers' questions. I've got one follow-up question. Quite a while ago you wrote that Matthew stipulated that intercourse between Emily and yourself was not forbidden but should be rare. It seemed to me that you were happy with that arrangement.

Now I understand that intercourse is fully a thing of the past.

What has changed?

Wow, that's a question!

So, from Matthew's perspective, he didn't, especially at first, want to forbid regular intercourse between Emily and me, he just wanted to make sure it was rare. That is, intercourse was his thing with Emily, not mine. He's still fine if we have intercourse to this day, he just never wanted me having regular sex like that. Other sex? Yes. Intimacy? Yes. Just not intercourse. But I think he understood Emily and I might want that now and then, perhaps need it. So he allowed it.

So Matthew has not changed, Emily and I have.

Chastity became a center point of our intimate life; after all, when your partner is in chastity, and when your lover doesn't want you having regular intercourse, other things become more important. And we focused on those things. Heck, even my own orgasm has become less important.

Part of it is our common understanding of what happens when I orgasm. And by orgasm, I mean a full, male orgasm. When I cum like a male, my hormone levels change (there's science about this) and suddenly everything I love most of the time (submission, feminization, serving her, being a cuckold) sucks. Not enough for me to want to change my life, but a male orgasm does strange things to a sissy's mind. Things a milking does not do, things a ruined orgasm does not do.

So, I guess what changed is that I'm happier when I don't fuck Emily. Not that I still don't want to (or part of me), it's just that I really don't like what happens to me when I do. Not to mention, the whole thing that Emily doesn't really enjoy it like she does with Matthew.

We've even talked about how to get pregnant (we want a baby). Do we try the "traditional" method, or do we explore intrauterine insemination (that's a big step).

Different Types

There are two types of males in this world:

Dominant, masculine, alpha men who lead, take what they want, fuck who they want, married or not (like Matthew):

Sissy, beta bois who serve and follow, who are feminized, who are safely locked in chastity, and who know deep down, they will never be let inside a woman, whether they are married to her or not (like me):

To a sissy locked in chastity, a woman's nylon covered foot has more erotic appeal than any man can imagine.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Poker Night

"J...Jessica, what...what are you doing?" I asked my wife when I walked into the bedroom and saw how she was dressed.

"Just trying to look pretty, sweetie," she smiled.

"We...we don't have time for that, Jessica," I stammered, "those...those guys we met at the pool are coming over to play poker ten minutes," I said looking at my watch. "Christ,."

"I know that, silly, you put it on my calendar," she smiled.

"Then what the heck are you doing?" I asked, confused.

"I...I don't know, just trying to look nice for our guests, I suppose."

"N...nice?" I said, mouth dry, " don't look nice, you look..."

"Sexy?" she asked.

"Jessica, you can't wear that!"

"Why not?" she pouted.

"Cause...cause they...they'll think..."

"What? That I'm a party favorite?" she said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "That I'm trying to look pretty, that I'm trying to seduce them?"

"Jessica! They'll think..."

"What?" she asked again.


She stood, turned, started to pull her panties down. "What are you doing?"

"Maybe they'll think I'm like one of those pinup girls, you know, Art Frahm...oops, did my panties fall down?"


"What will they think if I need help, if I say, 'Say, boys, maybe whoever wins the next hand could help with my panties?'"

"But...but," I stammered.

"So much better without panties, I'll tell them. Of course, they're going to look at you and wonder, but don't worry, I'll explain."


"Don't worry, boys, I'll say, he's not really a manly man, like you boys are, in fact, he's kind of a girly man. In fact, if he wouldn't be all embarrassed about it, I'd have him show you the panties he's wearing."

"Jessica, you wouldn't," I said, realizing my penis was straining in those panties.

"In fact, I'll say, I bet his little penis is straining in those panties this very second wondering which one of you boys is going to win the next hand...and win me."

"Jess," I mumbled.

"Well part of me, anyway. This hand is just for my hand is for my ass...and the one after that is for my pussy."

"J...Jess," I was dizzy.

"And the big loser of the night...that's my husband...he gets something too...he gets to lick me clean. So, who's deal is it?"