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.
Why Do You Believe Women Should Rule the World?
Female supremacy is the most curious bit of Femdom folklore.
If you believe that genetic women are inherently superior to men how do you explain and justify it to a skeptic? Is her supremacy:
- An inherent mystic property of the universe
- A product of her biology: hormones, brain wiring
- An artifact of social and historical forces
- A poetic metaphor
- A hot fantasy that drives you batty
If you really do believe in female supremacy how does it affect your politics? Should:
- Women be elected and promoted to positions of power, displacing men
- Should a matriarchal, matrifascist government be established wherein men are reduced to the chattel of women
- Will males be forever inferior to females
- Will female rule eventual improve men until they are equals
Does this mean that lesbianism is the most highly evolved form of sexuality. What of gay men? Or transgender people: transvestites and transsexuals? What happens to them?
Or women who want to be dominated by a man? Are they just confused?
Is female supremacy anything more than the typical masochistic fantasy of being worthless and inferior: lust gone mad?
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.
F/m BDSM & Gender Folklore
When I first discovered relationships between dominant woman and submissive guys I was often puzzled and even disgusted.
I’d been living in a (very self-selected) world filled with liberal, humane, utterly nonsexist people. if anything I was probably too blind to some gender distinctions. I’ve never made up my mind.
But the males and females I spent time with wanted to be treated as people. Gender was biology. They weren’t representatives of their gender. Gender was biology: anatomy.
In the F/m universe men are often imagined as selfish: creatures who live for their orgasms (I like mine but it is just a delightful part of life. Nothing more.)
Penises had to be retrained, jailed. Kept under lock and key like a criminal. There are plenty of good reasons for enjoying tease, orgasm denial, male chastity. But it isn’t because men are bad or inferior.
Women are regarded as inherently nicer, better and wiser. I can easily enjoy feelings of gyneolatry. But. Females are people. Nice people. And evil people.
Feminization offended me deeply. What stark sexist trash. Experience has taught me to not despise it. Indeed sissyfication is instructive of how men percieve womanhood. But that for a male to emulate a female humilates a man will always leave me uncomfortable.
I’ll never really be able to grasp the female supremacist faith. I’m glad I’m a man. I like being tall. I like being leaned on. I like (sexist pig!) opening the door for a femme person. But were I a woman I’m sure that I’d think that was swell too.
F/m BDSM is about people seeking fulfillment. And even the gender stereotypes can have their place. We need to see path the cultural myths and bogus social constructs to the underlying reality.
Clarity and honesty makes for better relationships.
(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.
NB: The entries I’ll be posting in the Dating category are all things I wrote long ago. I’m not going to re-read or try to improve them.
I hate sounding like an advice columnist. Susie Bright I’m not.
There’s looking for a full-blown relationship and an encounter. Both are hard. Even if you aren’t kinky. The first is the hardest.
Too keep this from getting too long let us assume that exploring your desire to dominate is most important. I’m working from this angle because I’ve been involved with some fine people where the erotic match wasn’t there and it died (and I like men, women, drag queens and am happy and can switch is in D/s).
If you meet someone who enjoys being on the other half of the D/s dynamic and you mesh sexually there’s the chance it will grow into more. If you meet someone you really like and you aren’t sexually compatible it will grow into less.
Having simple encounters gives you a chance to explore what you want: define and refine it. Get out of fantasies into real needs.
For a long time when I thought of BDSM I just wanted to beat the Hell out of me and that was it. Then an old friend confessed her sadistic desires and I found myself in a relationship where we spend most of our time as just a couple. But there are nights when she does beat me, humiliate me: we love it.
Before that I had a few sessions with people I met from the web. Some were good, some weren’t. Even the latter were better than nothing. I learned.
If you do present yourself as a dominant woman on CollarMe or Nerve or wherever be warned. You’ll hear from many needy men who are really greedy. “I’ll do anything they’ll say.” What they mean is they want you to fulfill their fantasies to the letter.
I’m not saying you should adopt the stance of the Femdom bitch. But do wait for the guy who can at least have an online conversation with you.
Do all the standard careful things. Only meet with someone willing to sit have coffee with you in a neutral public place (my own standard whether meeting a transvestite or boy). If it doesn’t feel right, just move on.
Dating in whether on the web or not, D/s or not leaves you meeting many men you wish you’d never met.
After weeding out 99.99% of them I’ve formed a couple of very important relationships. That one after four years of life together ended in disaster had nothing to do with the web. I was making the same mistakes before the WWW.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained: even truisms can be true.
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?
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