Sissification

Many of My sissy devotees have multiple kinks and fetishes. They don’t want to necessarily

undergo My full transformation programme, but they feel most comfortable and submissive

as a sissy, as they indulge, with Me, in the myriad possibilities and scenarios that a

Femdom/sub relationship can offer. We first have fun as I cross-dress them and once they

assume the female persona, the fun and fetishes begin.

Some of my devotees like to be service sissies. Dressed up in their cute little maid’s outfit,

they can serve me tea and biscuits. Often, I have some cleaning tasks and I like to supervise

their work as they run a fluffy little feather duster over My extensive library or bend over,

displaying their feminine bottom in their frilly knickers as they vacuum the house from top

to bottom.

Others, assume the role as bratty sissies. They can be very annoying and so I have to find

ways of curbing their silly bratty ways. Firstly, I dress then in ultra-restrictive foundation

garments to curb their movements, followed by a ball gag to silence their offensive voices. A

severe, over the knee spanking on their bare bottom then is appropriate. The poor little

dears are shocked by the force and pain I can cause them, with just My little feminine hand

and feeling their quivering flesh on My hand as they squirm and squeal gives Me an

incomparable rush of power. I always manage to leave a deep red handprint on both

buttocks, by the time I’m finished.

Then there is the bimbo sissy, poor dumb silly creatures who I love to manipulate with my

feminine wiles. I might dress them as a barbie doll and order them to be silent and not to

move. I might then give them a dose of tease and denial. Their silent lust is both exciting

and offensive as I give them a glimpse of My stocking tops or bend my upper body and

watch their eyes glued to My seductive and womanly cleavage. They will never have any

sexual satisfaction and the power of My femininity over these simple-minded sissies is both

affirming and amusing to Me.

The eunuch sissy is my favourite. She leaves all masculinity at the door as I dress her in frilly

undergarments and of course a snug little chastity device for her offensive, tiny dicklet. I

love to administer small penis humiliation to those tiny-dicked sissies who know the truth

but are in denial. My eunuch sissy, if she is a good girl, might then be given the role as the

keeper of My extensive lingerie collection. Her job will be to gather My used undergarments

and hosiery, launder and dry them and fold them away neatly into My lingerie drawers.

What a privileged position for the pretty little eunuchs. I find it a wonderful sight as these

sexless little bunnies, in their frilly undergarments tend to the most feminine and precious

items of My wardrobe.

Sissy + fetish = happiness all round.

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Corporal Discipline

My Devotees are well-trained and are mostly well-behaved boys and girls, as I run a very

strict house. There is no room for slip-ups, but nobody is perfect so there are times when

My devotees need My correction for their minor demeanours. I have a range of corrective therapies for the errant devotee, but My personal favourite is to administer a severe caning

with some of My favourite implements.

My caning session is highly ritualistic and follows strict protocols. Firstly, the naughty

devotee must fetch the implements of torture. He/she must then kneel at my feet, confess

his sins and beg Me for correction. These sins may be for behaviour in My presence, like not

addressing Me in the correct manner, or it could be sins that the devotee has committed

outside My realm, like disrespecting a lady etc. Whatever the sin, My devotees know that

My caning is not a punishment but rather it is for his own benefit; it is corrective training so

that he will not repeat his misdemeanour. Once the devotee is bent over, with panties

down and bottom in the air, My corporal correction begins.

I like to warm up with My light, super-whippy cane, with a 2 mm diameter. This makes a

pleasing whistling sound as it whips through the air and delivers lots of sting when it lands. I

like to criss-cross the bottom with this stinging little instrument so that I leave light and

random red lines on the surface. When I am pleased with My first artistic endeavours on the

human canvas, I reach for my favourite implement of correction, My lethal dragon cane with

its large 12mm thickness.

As I bring the weapon down on My devotees bottom it has more of a thudding sound rather

than a swish, due to the thickness of the cane. I take great pride in My caning skills. I

administer long hard strokes on the bottom’s surface, one buttock at a time. I like to

construct straight and symmetrical red lines on the bottom so that by the end, it looks

properly corrected and pleasing on the eye. After each stroke, My devotees must thank Me

for my correction and I will not tolerate loud screaming or bottom squirming. These will

result in extra strokes. Although I administer my corporal correction strictly as a therapy for

bad behaviour, I must admit, I do enjoy hearing the little whimpers or quiet sobs as I bring

down the cane hard on the bare flesh – it must bring out the sadist in Me.

Once the caning is complete, to My satisfaction, my naughty devotee must kneel before Me,

thank Me for My therapy and kiss the cane like they mean it. I teach My devotees that the

cane is their friend, and they must learn to love Her, despite the pain that She brings.

They understand that the cane helps to teach them the true meaning of My 4Ds; Dedication,

Discipline, Devotion and Desire and just as Madame René is their Mistress, the cane is their lover

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