I this site’s sister site, I’m publishing new stories of dominant women and sissy slaves by a submissive sissy male who has commented here and on my other Femdom sites. See Stories by Deborah Jennings.
Mistress Owners Discipline Sissy Maidservants
Sissymaids should be hard workers. Sissy maidservants have considerable responsibility.
Sissies clean Mistress Owner’s home. The slave must be circumspect and mindful. Every smudge or stain must be removed.
Polishing silver, scrubbing toilets, washing and ironing clothes are common sissy servant tasks. The slave scrupulously attends to every detail.
Visitors should see an immaculate home. The least defect reflects badly on Mistress Owner. She will surely punish harshly each failing.
Careful, hardworking sissies are among the most useful and desirable servitors. Swift regular discipline ensures they remain such.
(A man explains how forced feminization fits into his submissive needs.)
I don’t feel that there is any single reason for why men find it humiliating. Each person is different and the reasons for the reactions, and even their reactions themselves, are all different. What I can do is share my own experiences, and maybe that can add some understanding to the matter. I am a non-op MtF transgender person. Getting to this level of self-acceptance was not an easy road for me.
I remember the first time I read a forced feminization story. I was shocked. I was disturbed. And I was turned on, which I think unsettled me even more. Prior to this episode I had entertained quite a few “what if” sort of thoughts. What if I had been born a girl, what girl would I be? What if I had been given the choice at birth? And I had always harbored slight tinges of envy for women. Their clothing options (I still miss the 80s… where boys could look like girls and girls could look like boys… not that I ever had the nerve to risk it at the time), their skin features (I remember when I was taught to shave… more like intimidated into it. I hated the idea that my facial hair would come back thicker… and saying some food would put hair on my chest would just make me think “and what if I don’t want hair on my chest?”), their sexuality and sensitivity both emotionally and physically.
But for the most part these were not thoughts I dared entertain very deeply. I managed to acquire a lot of baggage while I was growing up. Being too sensitive or too un-boyish was meet with hostility, both at home and among my peers. I eventually learned that even thinking such things could be dangerous, least I act on them. Fortunately I was able to find a middle road and did not end up over compensating and proving how guyish I really was. But even dating, I didn’t dare discuss some of my private thoughts and feelings least I incur the same rejection and hostility I survived in my youth.
Fast forward to my discovery of the online kink community. I already had some experience and education in BDSM prior to getting online, and quickly searched out and found ASB, which was soon followed by ASF. And on those groups I found an abundance of forced feminization stories, and myself empathizing very closely with the characters in them. No matter how disturbing I found the images they portrayed or how uncomfortable my own emotions were, I kept finding myself drawn to them. My obsession with them increased, and eventually I had to confront my feelings on the matter. I confided some of my feelings to my SO and she was supportive of my dressing up. At first it was exhilarating to some extent and for a little while a sexual thrill. I felt a little freer to be who I wanted to be. I do not think I felt it was humiliating in the sense of shameful or degrading, but I was very self conscious, was very easily embarrassed, and there was still quite a bit of fear involved with expressing that side of myself.
That worked out for a time, but after a while I still felt myself wanting more. I felt a need to take it further, and I longed for some one to take me to those places that too scared to go on my own. My SO, while accepting and willing to support me taking things further, initially she was not willing to take on the role of forcing me. It was mix between her not understanding my needs and desires, me not having the words to help her understand, and some of how own issues stemming from her own past relationships that needed to be overcome. Eventually my feelings did achieve a level of critical mass and I found myself having to move forward on my own least I completely destroy my relationship and myself. Now we are working on overcoming some of our hang-ups and exploring some elements of forced feminizations again (who says that D/s cannot be healing for the Dominant as well as the submissive?).
So for me, the idea of forced feminization is not about something that I find shameful or humiliating, but about a desire to be pushed harder then I am able or willing to push myself. When I ask my partner to force feminize me, I am asking that person to strip my psyche bare, look into my soul, and force me to confront those things I may be to fearful to confront or pursue on my own. I am asking to force me to do the things I am too scared to do or even ask for myself.
Plus I just plain find it hot. Being “forced” to become a woman that is highly provocative and desirable pushes a lot of my buttons. I still have not unraveled the entirety of my mental and emotional tapestry, but I almost suspect that is almost a shadowy refection of female adolescence or desire to experience it for myself.
About those that find dressing as humiliating, my guess is that they are people who still cling very strongly to their masculine egos (as in sense of self and identity, not exaggerated self-importance or conceit, or pride and self-esteem) and yet are somewhat shameful of that attachment, and that the humiliation process may be a way to for them to overcome and purge themselves to that connection.
Strap-On Sex: the female penetrates the male anally using a specialized dildo. Stimulation of the prostate is pleasurable so many men enjoy this physically as well as psychologically.
Submissive Male Feminization Training
Many dominant woman don’t enjoy the bother and fuss of teaching submissive men the basics of becoming a sissy servant. Hence the Girls School for Boys.
As soon as the novice submissive sissy arrives at the institution male clothing is stripped off and burnt. Each sissy boy is given a maid’s outfit to put on. All of the clothing is identical and uniform: no sissy male is allowed individuality.
The sissy male students are taught:
Use of cosmetics
The sissy cooks eat only food that they themselves have prepared. This is considered a real stimulus to accomplishment in the kitchen.
Much of the sissy male student’s time is spent learning feminine deportment and behavior. This include knowing when to curtsy, keep her head bowed and respectful protocols for addressing the slave’s Mistress or Owner.
For two hours every night the sissy slaves kneel while women teach them women’s history and the politics, sociology and philosophy of female superiority. This grounds the sissy males in their perpetual status as inferiors of women.
To enhances their skills as household servants the sissies clean the entire school every day: mopping, sweeping, polishing. Their busy schedule leaves them only six hours a night for sleep. There is no leisure or playtime for sub sissies.
Each sissy graduates the school ready to begin its lifetime as the humble feminized servant of women.
Would you like to attend the Girls School for Boys?
See more sissyfication, feminization art.
Female Led Gender Role Reversal
Since there does not yet appear to be a name for it, I will term it: “Pseudo-Homosexuality” and the males that enjoy it “P-H-airies” (ha ha, I’m only half joking, how about pseudo-fag?). This is the practice of a woman dominating a male with a phallus strapped to her crotch. I believe this is an appropriate name; a false or deceptive homosexuality. One might think that it is due to some homosexual impulse that the male is afraid to admit, however, upon closer examination I find it has less to do with actual homosexuality and more with submission, hence, “pseudo”. After all there are not many ways for a male to be in a more submissive position than with his ass full of his woman’s strapped on dick.
This Symbolizes the woman seizing the Yang role, penetrating, traditionally male, aggressive, dominant and forcing the male into the Yin position, yielding, traditionally female, passive, submissive.
I believe the desire for this scenario may also arise from the male having an absentee father and looking for the masculine identity in his mother. There is also a genuine awe, if not fear, stirred in the male when confronted by his woman wearing a strap-on. She is invincible in her masculine role. She will not loose her “erection”.
The male can’t hope to hurry up and get her off to get it over, no, he will just have to take it until she has done what she will. Knowing that he can never be as long lasting, also, tends to inspire a feeling of inadequacy.
I am sure there are still those who will insist this is simply a case of a male afraid to admit to homosexual tendencies. I can only say that I have been involved in a homosexual relationship, have no fear in admitting it, found it unfulfilling emotionally, and sexually unstimulating (compared to Femdom). The woman in a strap-on embodies not a male figure, rather symbolizes the ultimate in emasculation. She has taken the males very own masculinity and turned it against him.
I personally find this to be one of the most erotic of all activities in the Femdom genre. There can be no arguing who the “master” of that relationship is. The male becomes like a little girl or worse a fairy.
A few drawings by Laurent Lebeau of Dommes with the male slaves they’ve feminized. I’ve long been fond of his Femdom drawings. Admittedly some of his faces could be better but the his illustrations are convincing. His color scheme is individual. I hope he is prospering.
Laurent Lebeau has a Facebook page. (It hasn’t been updated since November.)