02-22-2021, 02:51 AM
(02-21-2021, 01:29 AM)Ali Wrote: Hiya sissylax, that’s a lovely description of the humiliation of being a sissy. Â
For me I had no choice about going through it, as I was punished as a child by being made to wear firstly my little sister’s clothes, and later my own girls’ and even baby clothes. The utter shame of having to step into a pair of knickers held out by my mother, and having a dress slipped over my head and zipped up has never left me.
Nowadays I enjoy wearing female clothes, but it’s the humiliation I still remember and, yes, crave.
Hi Ali. Yes quite lovely the craving humiliation paradox is. Even more so that one only appreciates it later in life. It's more than humiliation too, the feeling of helplessness and weakness, the feeling of doom setting in as your masculinity is stripped by amused female relatives is a beautiful element of it too. Realising the full force of your mother's authority of perhaps having to obey a younger sister you consider beneath you will certainly be a scary experience at first.