4-7-12

Nikki,

My girl...my protector....my baby.

Give the boys a kiss for me.

Be at peace...play ball.

I love and miss you tremendously.

Nite-nite sweet pea

XOXO

I don`t believe that there are any "real" feminizing types of female Dommes left. At least not where I live. In reading several of the posts and threads it seems that any cd/tv/t? are viewed just a couple of steps below being a child molester or pedifile.

I do not see the act as being degrading to women or humilating to myself (if it is meant to be). If anything it is just the contrary. We all know what is said about imitation.....being the sincerest form of flattery and I would also add respect. In this (collar me) venue our individual submissive tendencies  should remain the same regardless of what we wear, we are the same person just wearing a different costume; some prefer leather, nothing or (insert preferred attire).
 
My introduction to this lifestyle was much like like many I have read about. In my youth experimenting with Mom and sister`s clothes. The urge went away and I lived a very fullfilling male lifestyle until my early 20`s when I went to a Halloween party. At the suggestion of my girlfriend (whom I had known since grammer school and dated briefly in highschool...she was one of the most popular and beautiful girls in the area), I went as a hooker and a friend of mine as my pimp. This proved to be the one and only time I was ever out in public dressed as a girl and I loved it! After that night there was no denying who or what I was. I reluctantly confessed my desires to my girlfriend and prepared for the inevetable rejection and humilation. Just the opposite happened ! She handed me a nighty and said, "... here enjoy. I don`t care what you wear as long as you are wearing it." From that point on I was indoctrinated into a lifestyle I could have only thought existed in someone`s fantasies or dreams. There was a steady stream of clothing, heels, dresses, skirts, every article of female attire. And an ongoing education, I was taught how to put on make-up, walk in heels, how to serve and other forbidden knowledge males are not supposed to know. I learned how to do nails and became real good at frosting hair. I did laundry, housework and whatever else needed doing or that she asked. Often after getting out of the shower I would find my male attire gone and female bedroom wear in its place with a personal note attached. Sometimes while she was out I would get a phone call telling me that she was in the mood for a bath, massage and some TLC...she`d be back in a half hour and I should be ready for her. For one of my birthdays she gave me a coupon book she made that had all related activities contained within and even a  "get out of jail free" I have a headache card. For holidays and other special occasions there was always a personal gift or suggestion in the card. Sometimes she would have me wear lingerie under my street clothes to work and keep my legs shaved and nails brightly polished.....whatever she desired. On buisness trips the same applied except she packed a special bag for me that had everything in it I needed to go from he to shi. After the days work back in my room I transformed and would call her and report in. Everytime I felt the gentle tug of the nylons, the softness of the garments or got up and walked in the heels I thought of her. Everytime I put on the night gown and saw my painted nails and shaved legs I thought of her. Although I enjoyed it, it wasn`t about me ....it was about us and something special we shared. For this, whether I was with her or 1000 miles away she had absolute control of me and I loved it and her even more!  If I were given the choice of hitting the lottery or continuing in this lifestyle with her I would have been one poor but very happy individual. For her, she had her way, anything she wanted, whatever she wanted to do or have done. I would have and did anything for her. The world was her`s for the asking. I was more than willing and enjoyed caring for her as she desired, she could never ask too much of me. When she demanded nothing she still got something just because I was grateful to her. We ended up getting married and had a storybook relationship for over ten years.She never had to work, always had money and wanted for nothing. Life was great for both of us.

Although we never went into a 24/7/365 lifestyle because of our families, my work and our other commitments, she discreetly always maintained a degree of control regardless if I was dressed or not. Outwardly I was the stereotype confident, successful male but actually I willingly and totally surrendered to her will; even to the point of being renamed. The escalated lifestyle was going to be reserved for later in life after our children were grown and our other responsibilities fulfilled.

Then came metapause....hers not mine. It is a nasty thing....evil incarnate! It was not the lifestyle or my dressing that ruined our relationship and marriage. Ironically it was part of the very thing that I was being molded, shaped and groomed to imitate....womanhood.
 
I can't say that I miss her but am eternally grateful for her instructions and direction. I will always have a special place for those times in my heart. I really miss and long to return to that lifestyle.

I hope they didn't break the mold after her. Somewhere there has to be one more......where are you?

I had to put down my baby today......
It hurts soooo much.......
RIP big fellow.....warm sunshine, treats and tire swings forever. Be at peace.....
You are already unbelievably missed........my friend. 

4-7-12

Nikki,

my girl...my protector....my baby.

Give the boys a kiss for me.

Be at peace...play ball.

I love and miss you tremendously.

Nite-nite sweet pea

XOXO

Hi Xxxxx,
More about me?
I  am unencumbered and drama free. I have 4 passions in life 3 of which are shown in my profile picture , dressing, sports, of which baseball is my favorite, motorcycles,  vintage pre AMF Harleys/Limeys and my animals. Not necessarily in any specific order. I work a lot, not really because I like to but because I have to eat sometimes, pay the bills and love to buy clothes, shoes, jewelry, make-up etc. It takes some for most GG to stay pretty but it is even harder for a male to stay up on everything and look fairly presentable or feminine....I never realized how much work and time it takes! LOL I have a new found respect for women and what they go through! I would love to be able to retire, hit the lottery or become a kept person (someone's gurl) and only have to do the above mentioned activities and take care of mistress. I am hoping someday to find someone to connect with who is interested in and will or can finish what was started. Someone who wants to mold me into their "trophy", I think I could be very good at that. For now in public and at work I appear to be a fairly attractive (so I'm told) professional male. In private I  look like my pics as much as possible. I live by myself with my animals and my house even though it is in the city it is somewhat secluded on some property so I have plenty of privacy. OK I have five passions...I love to shop too. LOL  (6 when I find Mistress)
What do I like? That is an easy question but it hard to answer. Other than bringing a smile to Mistress's face and seeing her eyes sparkle, I enjoy most activities. I used to hunt and fish, owned a boat-cruiser class, sports cars and muscle cars. I enjoy gardening and yard-work. My background is in the skilled trades so I am familiar with construction and do enjoy those type of projects. I like working out, anything from roller blading, bowling to martial arts. I'm not extravagant but do occasionally indulge in some of the finer things in life but mostly enjoy the simple little things that life offers....I’m low maintenance. I'm very open minded, not too judgmental and try not to take myself or too many other things too seriously. I will try just about anything once but the good things usually tend to become habit forming. I am a hopeless romantic and very monogamous, not a player. I am looking for quality not quantity. Who was it, Socrates that was looking for just 1 person; me too. I will not rush into anything just for the sake of doing it or getting "something". To me anything worth having is worth waiting and working hard for....I only want to do this one more time. I will live and die by my word.
In dating do you mean as male or female? As male I have dated a few women but no real connection. I want them to know what to expect up-front so I try to be as honest and straight forward as possible. I haven’t found too many women that are interested in a tv/cd :(   Seems no matter how well one presents as a male, or what one has to offer, as soon as the Xdressing word is uttered you all of a sudden become a leper. So, as for dating as a female the answer is also no. In fact enfemme I have never even been off my property.  I think I would like to starting dating though.  I’ve had a few offers and now I think that if the right person, makes the right offer and the circumstances present themselves….I will do it. I was trying to hold off until I found that one in a million that I could let take me to the place they wanted me to get to; it doesn’t seem to be happening. I know how to look like a female but acting and behaving like a lady in public is a whole other story. I have not been taught all of that art yet and still have much more to learn. I think it would be fun and would love to experience what it is like to actually be looked at and accepted as a female. I would love nothing more than getting ready for, dressing up and serving/take care of someone again. I miss devoting myself to someone. I guess if someone didn't mind me as I am and realized that I’m still a work in progress, why should I? Going out with someone as a female might be interesting and a lot of fun! ;)
Thank-you for asking.
Regards
shi

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