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Monday, July 11, 2016

Growing up in a female world!

Giving credit to the sissy wife's mother!
There are several explanations on how I ended up being a sissy wife, but I think it had to start way back when I was a young sissy.

This may be the same thing that happened to you. I was in a female dominated household. Not that my mother dominated my dad; she definitely did not. It's just that my dad was not around much. He worked shifts and he'd rather spend time in bars than at home, if you know what I mean.

So my mother was the one who influenced me starting when I was in grade school. When my dad was home, he saw that I was a sissy who had no interest in sports or hunting or cars or other manly things. So he had very little to do with me.

Now my mother! I hung around her a lot and she's the one who taught me about cooking and baking and sewing and how to do the cleaning and the laundry and ironing. I loved doing these things alongside my mother when I was a young sissy! Like the sissy wife in the drawing at right I still love doing all those things for my wife.

Add to this the fact that I had two older sisters. So I did things with them and of course I wanted to be like them and dress like them -- as you probably well know if you are reading this. I lived in a neighborhood where I had aunts right down the street or around the corner. I spent time with them and helping them do womanly things. Just by coincidence, their children were also girls so I spent time with my female cousins doing things with them as well.

So as you can see I grew up in a female world. But I fit right in and I loved it! My things were preparing food and doing housework as opposed to playing football and doing boy things! More on that to come.

We were born to be submissive!

I know I was born to serve like this girl!
You just do it because you were born a submissive sissy!
sissy terri, commented on my mentioning how I need structure in my life, so I have more to say about that!

I have always been submissive in all ways, always a follower but never a leader. Always waited to be told what to do. But that is the way I was and still am.

I was the sissy in high school along with the other sissies who emptied the trash from the trays of the alpha boys just because they told you to do it!

I was the sissy who, because they were not good at any sport, would be the equipment manager whose duties included collecting and laundering the boys' jock straps.

I was the sissy who, once it got around that you gave blowjobs, were expected to do it anytime the alpha boys demanded it.

I was the sissy college intern at the office who was told to go for coffee or pick up the carryout order for the real men, something I still do to this day.

And now I am the sissy wife for a woman who is much more superior than me. I fit right in following and submitting to her.

But that is the way it has always been! I was born to be submissive and to serve and to be nurturing of men and women superior to me. I have to say there have been times when I felt like such a loser, but generally I have accepted the way am and have been happy with it! Never really had a choice about who I am!

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Scolded for my breast size!

I am so fortunate that my superior wife accepts me as a sissy wife! I know from reading others' stories on the internet that that is not commonly the case.

But I get in trouble sometimes:

Maybe for not doing my chores or not doing them properly enough to suit my superior wife.

Maybe for complaining -- which she really hates!

Maybe for not putting 150 percent into eating her beautiful pussy because I might be tired or something. But that is absolutely not the case!

But the latest thing that got me in trouble is sort of funny:

My superior wife is very athletic. She has muscles where I don't. She also does not have big breasts. Enough to suit the French, but not that big.

One night after I pleasured her glorious pussy several times and I was denied of course, we were cuddling with our breasts together and she says, "Your breasts are bigger than mine!"

She goes on: "What the fuck! That's not fair!"

I thought uh oh. But I know that she loves me the way I am and I am so good to her! We sucked and licked each other's nipples and breasts and the moment passed. 

She does love my breasts and my smooth girlie body, but I can see where she was coming from. She has repeated that feeling but I know that she is just messing with me.

Oh, I forgot. My superior wife is a 34B and I am a 38B, for the record.

Is there anyone else out there who is a sissy wife who has breasts issues with their superior wife!