i've not kept it a secret that Mistress is both bigger and stronger than i am. i wrote about it before here on this blog.
i'm sure there are other marriages and relationship where the Woman is physically stronger than the man but it would be fair to say they are in the minority.
Knowing She can physically impose Her will upon me is a constant reminder of my submission, Her Dominance, my inferiority and Her Superiority.
There are power dynamics at play in any D/s relationship. To me this is among one of the more powerful ones.
Those are among Mistress' most important requirements.
i must always be submissive. To Her, The Boyfriend and Her Friends.
i must stay slim.
i must always stay smooth.
The lack of hair on my genitals makes me feel and look like a sissy baby.
i get aroused when i shave.
Mistress once said this to me and reiterated it the other day. She gets upset when i tell Her i don't believe Her.
Are there other wives, girlfriends or keyholders who feel the same way.
i would love to hear from you.
Not long after we'd gotten all the discussions about our kinks out in the open and out of the way (that took awhile), the first real punishment Mistress administered to me with with a belt.
It wasn't just any belt. It was the belt from the pants i was wearing.
The pants came off right after the belt, and for all intents and purposes they never came back on.
She wears the pants.
i wear the panties.
Yes we are married. But i have no illusions that She is mine.
Instead, i am Hers. All of me.
She is Her own Woman. But She is a slut for The Boyfriend.
She dressed in one of those little school girl outfits for Him on Saturday night. The kind i was jealous of.
He groped Her in front of me. Roughly. There were slaps on the ass and more.
i was out of chastity but in a diaper, a little lump showing up in the front of my padded crotch.
His strong hands fondled Her ass, pushed Her panties aside and spread Her cheeks.
i licked.
The diaper was messed.
i was through.
They had only just begun.
With all the tumblr sites, blog, erotic literature and porn that involves strap-on sex between women and men, it has to be quite popular. This isn't to leave out all the sex toys that involve same. They're certainly not all for lesbians.
Doesn't it make you wonder what is really going on behind America's closed bedroom doors?
And i would bet not all of us on the receiving end are sissies.
At the suggestion of The Boyfriend Mistress is searching for a new "sissy baby" collar for me.
"It should have a cute little bell on it" The Boyfriend suggested and Mistress has a few of Her own requirements. They will decide jointly and i won't be involved in the selection of it.
Collars have always fascinated me. They're a nice public way to demonstrate your submission without really offending anyone. They can also be very discreet and hardly noticeable.
This one would be more noticeable, and it's also very babyish.
Part of me wants it so bad, the other part of me is afraid of the humiliation that would come with it.
i felt so silly in my pink onesie last night while The Boyfriend was here. The puffiness of my diaper and the plastic panties made the crotch of the onesie appear way to small inciting humiliating comments from both Mistress and The Boyfriend.
i stayed dressed like that all night and when they were finished making love, Mistress massaged my crotch until i came in the diaper in front of the both of them.
When He left i licked Mistress clean while still in my diaper and came in it again.
i was a soggy sissy.
i don't like being made to do housework in the nude.
Femininity suits me much better.
It's one of Mistress' most harsh punishments.
Mistress loves to raise Her leg onto a chair or another piece of furniture in such a way that it exposes Her crotch to me.
It's a signal that She wants to be kissed between the legs, possibly worshiped or even more.
The "more" might mean She wants me to taste Her golden nectar. It's an intimacy that's not meant for everyone. But it's meant for me.
i just wanted to share another lovely blog with all of you, a sissy baby who is soon to be married to a Dominant Mommy type! How lucky can a sissy baby be?
The blog is called My Sissy Baby Blog.
Baby Karen seems to have a good thing going with her Domme Amanda.
Good luck Karen!
Sorry i stole your adorable picture!
i've not yet been "marked" by The Boyfriend, nor has Mistress. The topic has come up though. Both of them have differing opinions about "what" should be done to me.
The Boyfriend seems to prefer a tattoo on me, probably because of the permanency of it.
Mistress believes i should be pierced some way and "adorned with something appropriate."
Just the thought of it gets my clitty hard and i start to leak.
The Boyfriend came over the other night and i was dressed the way he wanted me: In diapers.
Mistress added a few other touches like the pretty little anklet socks, a short nighty and pink plastic panties. And then there was the pacifier.
i was paraded out in front of the boyfriend so that i could meet His approval but that was the extent of my participation.
"It's baby's bedtime isn't it?" He asked Mistress.
"It certainly is" She said as She took me by the hand and led me into the spare bedroom.
She tucked me in and reiterated what She had told me before. "No coming out of your room tonight, even to go to potty. Understand?" She said. i said i did.
She tucked me in and there i stayed all night. Fortunately, all i had to do was pee during the night so i slept in a wet diaper.
Mistress came in to the room in the morning with The Boyfriend by Her side.
They laughed at my wetting my diaper and The Boyfriend watched as She changed me. i was then allowed to get up and sit on the floor in front of the television and watched the PBS kids shows while they had their coffee.
i was let out of my diapers after The Boyfriend left for work.
From now on, whenever The Boyfriend is here, i will be in diapers.
The Boyfriend is coming over tonight. It's been awhile and He wants "the cuckold in diapers" all the time He's here.
Mistress has me getting the diapers ready.
It's been a long time. i was beginning to forget what humiliation of this type was like!
