From SaraSissyGirl Blog
(picture added -ed)
Tuesday,
May 19, 2009
See looks to the side as he kisses her, sees me kneeling quietly in the corner of the adjoining room, the passion uninterrupted, if anything enhanced, by the look on my face. The physical intimacy with a man, and the emotional intimacy with her voyeuristic lover.
The physical pleasure she gets from his touches pales in comparison to the emotional pleasure she gets knowing that I am watching. Physical pleasure from a man, emotional pleasure from her sissy.
Tuesday,
May 19, 2009
She looks up, sees me walking back towards her, drinks in hand, not at all ashamed to be caught in an intimate moment with someone else.
Tuesday,
May 19, 2009
Shhh, it's okay, sweetie, I won't tell anyone you're a sissy, I promise.
But honestly, do you think they don't know?
Tuesday,
May 19, 2009
I love this picture, as it reminds me of the look I had the first time Emily saw me dressed like so. Heck, I still get that look sometimes, the demure, the submissive, the slightly humiliated, the embarrassed that I'm a sissy, not a man, the wonder of what will she think of me.
The ultimate in giving, of myself, my soul, to another, to her. What will she think when it sinks in, when she realizes, her man is not a man at all, but a sissy.
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