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Recently in correspondence with my Mistress, Mrs Birch I made the most thoughtless, rude and disgusting reference to wiping my bum. Mistress was rightfully appalled and as part of my punishment put me on detention to write an essay on the subject. After completing the essay, Mistress thought it would be a good idea for me to post it on the web as a warning to other sissies to always mind their manners. Here is the completed essay.
An Essay on the inappropriateness of mentioning bum wiping to my Mistress
In this essay I will explore the reasons why it is inappropriate for me to mention bum wiping to my Mistress. I will frame my reasons in the context of the Mistress/sissy maid relationship but of course the same reasons will mostly be applicable to any relationship where politeness and respect are at the heart of the relationship, The situation arose last week when I had removed my chastity device but had forgotten to remove the ring that sits behind my testicles. In my daily report I told Mistress that I noticed this only later when wiping my bum. While it was appropriate to let Mistress know that I had forgotten to remover the ring that sits behind my testicles it was disrespectful, rude and impolite of me to mention that I was not wearing the ring at the moment of wiping my bum. All I needed to say was that I noticed I had not removed the device’s ring when I went to the toilet. This was certainly a case of too much information.
Respect is a virtue in all human interactions but it takes on a deeper and more important role for the sissy maid. A good sissy maid has the highest respect for her Mistress and this manifests itself in her every thought and action. She is always thinking of her Mistress’s needs, has impeccable manners and has an awareness of how her words and actions will effect he Mistress. At the heart of this matter, my mention of bum wiping was inappropriate because it displayed an acute thoughtlessness of the effect that reading it would have on my Mistress. By doing this I have shown a deep lack of respect for my Mistress and am ashamed and truly sorry.
Good manners and etiquette are one of the ways we can display our respect to others. As a good sissy maid should want nothing more than to display the utmost respect to her Mistress, It is essential that she is always striving to have impeccable manners. The words we use in both speech and writing are one of the ways we display our manners and etiquette. Words are incredibly powerful. Language is one of the most powerful tools humans have created. Words can create images in the readers mind. The power that language has can be both a good thing and a bad thing. By mentioning bum wiping in my daily report I caused an awful image to appear in Mistress’s mind. A crude disgusting and repulsive image that was just not appropriate but disrespectful as well.
As a sissy maid in training I want nothing more than one day to be a fully fledged Mrs Birch trained sissy maid. Incidents like this inappropriate mention of bum wiping only make it harder for me to progress. I must always be aware of how my words will effect my Mistress. There is no place for careless and thoughtless words that create repulsive and repugnant images in Mistress’s imagination. A good sissy maid carefully chooses her words and considers the impact they will have on her Mistress.
WHile the mentioning of bum wiping is inappropriate in most situations what makes this indiscretion worse is that I knew my Mistress has the highest standards of cleanliness and hygiene. Mistress has always insisted that I present myself to her showered and clean with all my clothes and underwear freshly laundered. Mistress also insists that I wash my sheets regularly and follow my domestic chores schedule to keep my own house clean and hygienic. Whenever I visit Mistress she is always immaculate, well groomed and clean. Her house is also very clean. It is obvious Mistress takes great pride in her appearance and maintains the highest standards of cleanliness and hygiene. So for me to so thoughtlessly and inappropriately use my words to create an image in my Mistress’s mind of something so dirty and repulsive makes this incident so much worse given Mistress’s high standards of cleanliness and hygiene. Not only that but with me being aware of Mistress’s high standards of cleanliness and hygiene I should have realized that She would have been repulsed more than most people and stopped myself from making such an inappropriate remark in my daily report. ANother clue that Mistress would have been repulsed by my inappropriate remark is the rule Mistress has imposed about milking privileges. Under no circumstances am I to tell Mistress anything about milking privileges. This should have been enough to make me realize that Mistress would not want to hear about me cleaning my bottom. To place that image in Mistress’s sensibilities. After more than three years of training there is no excuse for such a thoughtless and disrespectful comment and I am fully deserving of all the consequences that follow including this essay.
A good sissy maid is a demure sissy maid. She is pleasant, well mannered and refined. THere is no place for crude, oafish or offensive behavior. Mistress should be able to enjoy interacting with her sissy maid, she should be a pleasure to be around. A chaste, demure, obedient, well behaved sissy maid wants nothing more than to please her Mistress, make her happy and hopefully put a smile on Her face. This incident has done the exact opposite. It has created a repugnant and repulsive image in Mistress’s imagination. It has caused Her to have a moment of disgust and revulsion. The exact opposite of what I should be trying to achieve as a sissy maid in training.
ANother important goal for the aspiring sissy maid is to develop the mindset that her purpose in life is to do all that she can to make her Mistress’s life better. While obedience is crucial in this quest there are times when a sissy maid has to use her own discretion and judgement. Being a good sissy maid is more than just obediently following orders and obeying all Her rules. A good sissy maid will want to go above and beyond her duties and be willing to move heaven and earth in order to please her Mistress. A good sissy maid is thinking about her Mistress often. A good sissy maid asks how she can best please Mistress in the task she is doing at that present moment. If I had been in the correct sissy maid mindset when writing that daily report instead of allowing thoughtlessness and carelessness to creep in I could have avoided making such a crude and thoughtless remark that caused Mistress such distaste and displeasure. SO the remark about bum wiping was also inappropriate from the viewpoint that it was in exact contrast with my goal of making Mistress’s life better and more pleasant.
The remark about bum wiping was also highly inappropriate from the viewpoint that it displayed a lack of gratitude for Mistress’s training. Every day I have the incredible privilege of having Mistress read my daily reports. Mistress’s comment have been an incredible vehicle for helping me to learn and grow in my quest to become a fully fledges Mrs Birch trained sissy maid. Many times Mistress has been able to identify faults and infractions from my reports that I was unaware of and then impose a consequence that has taught me valuable lesson. The picking up of this infraction and this very essay and the weekend detention consequences is the most recent example where Mistress has picked up something from my daily reports and taught me a valuable lesson. THere are also times when Mistress has praised me and given me a “well done”. It is hard to express the joy I feel in these moments. I think that because Mistress does have such high standards and is so brutally honest with me, a “well done” from Mistress means so much more to me than it does coming from anyone else that I know. So as you can see I have a lot to be grateful for that every day Mistress takes the time from her busy schedule to read and respond to my daily reports and give me such wonderful and constructive feedback. My spirits lift and I am always excited to see an email from my Mistress in my inbox. So one way I can display my gratitude for this incredible service is to make sure my daily reports are well written, succinct, report all infractions and display the respect that my Mistress so deeply deserves. My comment about bum wiping failed miserably in this regard. It was inappropriate and repulsive and therefore did not reflect the gratitude that I have for all the effort that Mistress puts in to reading and responding to my reports. In fact it did the opposite, it gave the impression that I was no grateful for this service as it caused Mistress unnecessary distaste and displeasure when she read it and imagined it.
Another reason it is inappropriate to mention bum wiping to Mistress is simple common sense. It should have been manifestly clear to me that it is not something that is discussed in polite circles and therefor totally inappropriate to mention it to Mistress. AS civilized human beings living in modern society we have built up a set of sensibilities around our need to get rid of our waste products. We build our toilets designing them for privacy and usually there is a lock on the door. It is generally not a topic for conversation especially in polite society where people want to show respect for each other. If we do have problems in this department it is a conversation we can have with our health professional. In hindsight I do not know what possessed me to to write such a thing. WHy I would even think that Mistress needed to know such a detail. It added nothing of any meaning or substance to my daily report and only served to cause Mistress distaste and revulsion. I would never think it is appropriate to mention bum wiping in a work or social setting due to common sense that it is repugnant, yet here I was mentioning it to Mistress whom I hold in much higher esteem than any of my work colleagues or clients. THe more of this essay I write the more shame I feel and I keep asking myself how could I be so thoughtless and careless.
Another reason it is inappropriate to mention bum wiping to Mistress is that I do not know what Mistress is doing while she is reading my daily report. If there is one time when most people do not want to think about vile and disgusting things above any other time it is while they are eating, especially at breakfast. In this context the word distasteful seems even more appropriate to describe my inappropriate remark. If I was a better sissy maid who truly had her Mistress’s needs and happiness top of mind I would not have made such an in a inappropriate remark, I am determined to learn from this mistake and improve in the future.
The comment about bum wiping was also inappropriate because it was irrelevant and off topic in regards to my daily report. Over the years of my chastity training Mistress has told me on many occasions to focus my report on the effects of the chastity training. Often I have gone off on tangents and written about other areas of my life such as discussing family or work issues. Mistress was quick to correct me in such situations and remind me to stay on topic and focus the daily report only on the effects of the chastity training. Mistress is a very busy woman and her time is valuable so to include things in my report that are irrelevant to my training is just wasting her precious time. AS well as being rude, thoughtless and repugnant my comment was inappropriate as it wasted Mistress’s time not only due to the fact that she had to read it but also had to waste more time writing back to me and reprimanding me. Mistress then had to spend more time considering the consequence and setting the detention.
In conclusion my comment about wiping my bottom was an incredibly inappropriate remark for a number of different reasons. It showed a lack of respect for my wonderful Mistress, it was rude and forced Mistress to conjure up a most disgusting image in her mind. It was compounded by the fact that Mistress has the most impeccable and highest standards of cleanliness and hygiene which makes my comment even more repulsive in comparison. The comment was inappropriate for a sissy maid to make as a sissy maid should be demure and well mannered. A good sissy maid should always be focussed on making her Mistress’s life better and easier but my comment did the exact opposite. Finally the comment was thoughtless and inappropriate as it failed to show the immense gratitude I have for Mistress for the time She puts into reading and responding to my reports. I have learnt so much from her comments and feel ashamed that I have not only offended Her with my rude remark but wasted her valuable time as well.
Until just a moment ago, I thought my fabulous day out as Susan was coming to an end, and we would be making our way home. Its really quite amazing how much more confident I was now feeling after my faltering start and fears of leaving home, but being a long way from home reasonably assured of not meeting someone we knew allowed me to relax more than I would have ever believed. Coupled with the fact that I had spoken to a postmaster for directions, browsed around the pottery shop, dined in the restaurant and asked for the bill. And also spent a penny in the Ladies toilets. All without any noticeable recognition or comment. I was beginning to realise that I actually could pass, It was a lovely warm feeling, although I am sure that because I was with Jane we were simply recognised as two middle aged ladies shopping together. Had I been alone all the time it may have been a little different.
Back at the car I took the passenger seat slipping in with knees and ankles together .We belted up and I gave Jane a gentle kiss thanking her so much for this day out. For the very first time I had actually felt feminine not only from my dress and make up my perfume and heels, but actually felt feminine from within, very difficult to explain in words, but a very true and satisfying feeling that I had not previously experienced. I knew I had a smile on my face, but also felt as though my whole persona was smiling and fulfilled.
We chatted and laughed on the journey to Nottingham, and arrived in what seemed minutes. Jane had already booked an appointment with Hudson’s wigmakers on Friar Lane Nottingham,We left the car and had to walk several hundred yards into the city center. I never even thought much about it just clip clopped on my heels alongside Jane. We came to the offices where Hudson’s were, and entered the building They are on the second floor and we had to catch a lift. Getting in we were joined by several others, and I was aware that nobody gave me as much as a second glance. We alighted the lift and saw the plaque on the door. Jane entered and I followed once again a little apprehensive. We were led to a reception room where we were to wait until called. There were two other ladies in the waiting room, and I was wondering what to expect. My name was called out. Susan Stewart. Jane had asked them to change my booking name. It was thrilling to be referred to as Susan in public for the very first time. The lady who called me asked us to follow her into a studio with a comfy chair in front of a mirror where I was seated. She introduced herself, and made me aware that she knew why I was there, and that they had lots of similar customers with needs such as mine. She told me she thought I looked very feminine, and she would be able to offer me her expertise and advice without any prejudice whatsoever. She was really quite lovely, and made me feel totally relaxed even after she removed my current wig.
She went through the many options I had, and advised me to consider a human hair wig, as they are the most realistic, and hard wearing having understood that it would be worn most days of the week. Then it was down to colours and style. Jane had already decided I would probably suit a medium Bob, and several similar styles were fitted for me to decide. It was such fun, and we all settled on a straight fringed shoulder length Bob style. The colour of the one we liked was Brunette too, and although we tried several other shades including a blonde which Jane loved and thought suited me. I decided on the Brunette one. The lady combed it out and fitted it for me, and it really did look great. I decided to keep it on. It was fabulous. My old wig looked quite tatty next to it. After a little advice on its care and buying a new wig stand and shampoo and conditioner, we paid and made our way out. Jane asked if I was up to a little shopping in town, and I felt quite confident so agreed. It was lovely walking along the city center with loads of passersby and passing. We went into Marks and Spencers Jane’s favourite shop at the time. We browsed and browsed, and ended up in the lingerie department where Jane bought herself some new panties. We left and strolled around the Victoria shopping center, and Jane stopped at Goldsmiths. Come on its time you had your ears pierced she said. I followed her in, and she asked if they could do it for me there and then, The shop was empty other than us, and they said yes and asked me to sit down. I had to fill in a medical form, and then chose the studs I wanted. I filled my name as Susan Stewart. Chose small gold studs and had to decide exactly where I wanted the piercings. Both ears were marked with black dots where I and Jane thought they should go, and then the lady placed the gun against each ear in turn and fired them in. It was a little sharp, but bearable. I still have the copy of my agreement and medical assurance to this day. I keep all my ‘girly’ receipts as mementoes. Admiring my studs in a mirror. Jane paid, and we left. Totally fulfilled with all that happened that day. My calves aching from all the walking in the heels. My ear lobes throbbing after the piercings. It had been the most exciting and rewarding day of my life. I was aching and sore on that walk back to the car, but the thrill of being dressed as Susan, the tugging of my stocking tops the jiggle of my breasts, the clippety clip of my heels, the new caress on my cheeks of my new wig, and the heady scents of my perfume made every second worthwhile. It was the most exciting day of my life and I revelled in it.
Thanks so much Jane
Love you forever
Susan xxx
By Sissy Georgie
Derek Brady at home.
This episode opens with ironing lessons for Brady. All you sissies out there will love to read how Grandma McCabe teaches Brady how to iron a skirt properly. You will never look at a pleated skirt in quite the same way! As Brady progresses through the never ending basket of ironing he reflects on how he ended up in this position, living under the strict discipline of these four matriarchs. An informative and useful prequel to fully appreciating this excellent series.
Total Submission Part 4.
Its been three months of chastity for nancy when Caroline decides to invite her friend Sandra over for some games! Fun for Sandra and Caroline, for sure. Fun for nancy, of course not! In fact the ultimate in tease and torture for poor nancy. The way nancy is made to beg is exquisite domination and submission. Nancy is faced with a classic Hobson’s choice indeed. Chastity and CBT fans will love this episode!
Caned in Front of the girls Part 3
Put under the charge of his step sister Julie, our miscreant is taken on a holiday to visit Julies old school friend. On the train trip there he makes the terrible mistake of ogling a fellow passenger and is caught out. He will live to regret this over the next week for Julies friend lives at the infamous St George’s boarding school. With the pupils and staff away it is just his sister in law, her friend and a very capable disciplinarian who teach our boy a serious lesson in respect. If you love corporal punishment and the discipline of old fashioned boarding schools,this story is for you! An absolute classic.
M’am – True dominance
A delightful tale of yet another predicament for poor Sonny Boy in his ongoing slave training. He is given the privilege of worshipping his Mistress’s bare bottom. But there is a twist, a wicked twist indeed! Needless to say Sonny Boy ends up in even more trouble. This story is short sharp and to the point, in more ways than one!
Table Drill
Another fabulous installment of the famous Brady series. Here we learn how the matriarchs make meal times absolute hell for Brady. Not only is he made to do most of the work in preparing the meal but must go through a most humiliating ritual before eating and misses out on all the good bits. The whole process is designed to humiliate and put Brady firmly in his place. A not to be missed episode.
A Blissful Marriage Part 3
Whenever Mother in law visits an “inspection’ is carried out straight away. Standing naked before his Mother in Law Derek is interrogated about his behaviour, grooming and fitness. Forstly Derek’s exercise regime is increased and his Goal weight decreased. Mother in Law is not happy with the length of his pubic hair. It is has grown over the regulated length anand a punishment is imposed. Also an appointment for the waxing salon is made. On to the house and our well trained hubby dutifully follows Mother in Law around the house, his “Deficiencies” book and pen in hand as he is told to start a new page and report all the ‘deficiencies’ that need to be corrected, in more ways than one. Unfortunately for Derek his wife will reinforce his punishments later. Another cracking episode in this fantastic series.
A Religious Upbringing Part 3
In this episode Derek has to endure a visit from Father Fleming who introduces him to the ‘ferrule’ a short strap made of dense rubber. Perfect for making ‘attitude adjustments’. Derek lets his temper get the better of him and not only gets a taste of the ferrule but a solid dose of petticoat discipline as well. Sister Bernice is advised to increase the level of discipline now that Derek is older as he slides further into submission.
The Whipping I deserved
A wonderful tale about a boy who moves to a new neighborhood and makes friends with a boy who has a very strict but loving disciplinarian for a Mother. At first he is shocked when he sees his friend receive a spanking. However he gets an even bigger surprise when he is invited for a sleep over and the Mother catches them both indulging in self abuse. The Mother has no hesitation in enforcing her rules in her house even for visitors!
The Lodger
Noelene had been taking three girls in as Lodgers when one has to leave. She decides to try a male lodger for a change. She finds him a very compliant young man and in no time has him firmly under her discipline. House Rules apply to all Noelene has very high standards. I think many an unruly young man would do well to be lodging with Noelene. There would be no wavering from the straight and narrow path that she decrees her boarders live by!
Three Detentions
A fascinating article about the Catholic school system in the 1950’s. With corporal punishment now being saved for major offences only, detentions were the first consequence for naughty boys and girls. Our writer points out the irony of how in less than a minute a teacher could inflict hours of pain and agony by setting a horror detention. They even had Saturday detention where the pupils had to suffer the humiliation of coming in their school uniforms on a weekend. Everyone who sees them knowing they are on detention. And if the imposition wasn’t finished they could look forward to more hours at home. Three detentions in a term though and it was time for corporal punishment. Read what happens then!
Part time work.
Mrs Birch in her generosity had enrolled sissy karen in a Beauty School course to enable her to learn some useful skills like pedicures, manicures and facials. In this story Sissy Karen’s teacher, Mrs Lee has invited Mrs birch out for lunch to discuss Karen’s results. Not only does sissy karen suffer the humiliation of being outed as a sissy maid to her teacher Mrs Lee and her daughter but there is some severe consequences for her lack of diligence with her course work when Mistress returns.
A Day at the Zoo
One of the most hilarious misadventures for sissy karen. Mrs Birch has let Miss Jacqueline and Miss Katerina have the services of sissy karen for their weekend away at the Western Plains Zoo. What is a most enjoyable trip for the ladies becomes sheer hell for sissy karen. Everything seems to go wrong for poor karen and even some of the animals seem to be picking on her! A rollicking episode.
Added to this are 6 more bonus stories including:
A Nursery Punishment for Muir
A wonderful account from Mrs Birch of a ‘Nursery punishment’. We see how delightfully imaginative Mrs Birch can be in her torment of poor Muir. Bows, frills, bloomers and romper suits combined with Nursery games may not sound too odious for Muir but in the hands of the inimitable Mrs Birch he is left feeling very sore and sorry indeed for his errant ways. A great insight into one of the approachs of this world class disciplinarian.
A Chalkdust Memory from the 1950’s
Jim shares with us an excellent account of his first senior school caning. “The good old days” as some call it! We learn how effective corporal punishment can be.
A summoning for Discipline
A wonderful account of real life submission to discipline. Nicky shares her emotions and feelings giving a great insight into how the submissive feels when faced with real consequences from a disciplinarian. A very powerful read.
All in all Volume three is yet another wonderful collection and worth every cent of a subscription.
sissy georgie
Both giggling as we went in the right direction towards the Denby Mill shop, I was beginning to relax and feel quite confident with myself. Jane parked the car, and we hooked arms together as we walked across the car park. The exquisite feelings on my nylon covered legs and thighs as the stocking tops brushed together as I femininely crossed my thighs as I walked was a mind blowing sensation. The clip clops of our heels on the tarmac. The heady aromas of our perfumes as we huddled together as we walked, the heaviness of my breasts as they jiggled as I knowingly sashayed, and the gentle tug tug of my suspenders with each and every step. All feelings of indescribable pleasures. I just felt myself glowing with pride and happiness.
We entered the shop, and it was quiet and spacious with just a few customers browsing around . jane suggested we split up and look around for the plate we were after. I felt really relaxed and confident on my own , but wasn’t really concentrating on what we were looking for. Just selfishly enjoying my time as susan.
I was suddenly brought down to earth. John . John come over here I heard Jane calling. I felt myself colour up as I quickly crossed the shop to her side . “Do you have to call me John, whilst I am dressed like this.” I whispered .
Jane had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loudly. “Ooops”, she giggled. “Never even thought about it” she smiled. “What shall I call you then?”, she asked .
It was something we had never discussed before, as she still referred to me as John when we were together.
I had always called myself susan since my elder sister gave me the name when I was young, but had been too nervous and a little embarrassed to mention it to Jane.
“Can you call me susan” I asked.
“Why susan” she replied.
W w w w ell its a girls name I stammered not wanting to talk about it in the middle of a shop.
“”I know its a girls name silly, but why have you thought of that name? Why not Joan or Joanne or jackie?
“Can I explain later”, I begged. Not wanting to discuss it further in the middle of a pottery shop.
“OK susan, tell me later, anyway I think i have found the plate we want. What do you think?
It was perfect, and i told her as much. so we went to the till section , where jane paid for it and we left the shop.
“Well susan, how about a little lunch,” Jane asked.
There was a small restaurant in the same precinct, and still feeling confident I agreed, “but as long as you do the ordering Jane” I added.
We entered the cafe and found a table near the wall, and copying Jane I removed my overcoat and scarf and hung it on a coat rack , and took the seat facing the wall leaving the ‘nosy’ seat for Jane.
A waitress came over and asked for our order. Jane asked for a cheese salad and coffee, so I asked for the same.
Jane asked me again why I chose the name susan, and so I told her the whole story. She asked if I would like her to always call me susan when I am dressed.
A little embarrassed and nervous about how she would would feel, I stammered that I wasn’t sure, but she persisted with the question, and I agreed that it would be nice if she didn’t mind.
“susan it is then” she said. “I suppose its silly calling you by your boys name when you are dressed as you are.”
It was like a big weight had been lifted from me. Another stage into my femininity, as I now officially had my own ‘girls’ name
Lunch was delicious and all went sweetly. Jane stood up and said she had to ‘freshen up’ . Sitting alone for a few minutes gave me the opportunity to reflect on the day so far, and I was aware of the smile on my face when I thought of all I had thus far achieved.
My thoughts were suddenly disturbed as the waitress stood by me asking if there was anything else we wanted .
“No nothing more.” I replied, just the bill please. I had answered without really thinking, and it really didn’t sound too bad. Jane then came back, and asked if I needed the ‘ladies’.
I felt my cheeks warm again as I replied “yes” , just a little nervously.
I stood as Jane sat and walked towards the toilets, and proudly opened the door marked ‘Ladies’. It was such a pleasant surprise to notice how pretty the washroom was and how deliciously perfumed it smelt.
There were three cubicle doors, and I unwittingly chose the middle one of them. Closing and locking the door behind me. I was completely alone in the toilets, and felt wonderful as i lifted my skirts, dropped my panties to my knees and sat. Suddenly I heard the outer door open and voices of two ladies entering and chatting as they came closer, their heels noisy on the tiled floor . I heard the cubicle doors open either side of me, and ‘froze’ as they carried on chatting to one another. I could see both pairs of their shoes under the cubicle walls , and was sure they could also see mine. Then I heard them both peeing. it was so erotic, and i felt quite a fraud being there. I heard them both flush and the rustle of their clothes as the finished.,but had to wait till they washed and repaired their make-up before I dared even leave the cubicle.
Sure that they had left I peed and flushed the loo, dressed and made my way to the wash area where I washed my hands and dried them then applied a little more lipstick before returning to jane in the restaurant.
I had to hold back a little giggle as she asked what took me so long. Jane had paid the bill, so we put our coats and scarves on and left. It was such a thrill to walk alongside of jane and hear our heels on the pavement, I was in heaven. we browsed a few more shops in the mall, and then slowly made our way back to the car.
Jane said we were going on to Nottingham next, and she was going to see about getting me new wig. Sissy karen that part will have to wait till next time in part 4
Hope you are enjoying it. It is all absolutely true
Love susan
Mistress instructed me to write an essay on the importance of chastity for the sissy maid. On completion She gave me permission to publish it here. Any comments will be gratefully received,
In this essay I will elucidate the main reasons I believe chastity is so important for the sissy maid. A good sissy maid is a respectful, obedient, feminine and hard working servant. I will look at the positive effect chastity can have on these aspects of being a good sissy maid as well as the effects chastity can have on her diligence, her mental state, her attitude and her submissiveness. I will attempt to make a strong case for imposing the discipline of chastity on a sissy maid.
In our modern world chastity is seen by many as old fashioned concept and an anachronism to our modern times. It can seem an ironic expression of sexuality, to deny any pleasure from the penis. (From here on I will refer to the sissy maid penis as her little clitty.) In Victorian times chastity was held as an all important virtue for boys and unmarried men. While some of the consequences of not being chaste may have been exaggerated by the Victorians, such as telling boys they would go blind if they masturbated, they truly understood the benefits of keeping carnal rage under control if a boy was to grow up into a hardworking, respectful and productive member of society. They have understood the benefits that chastity has on attitude, self control and obedience. Chastity enables one to devote all their energy to a life of service which is exactly what a sissy maid needs to do. I will now look at some of the virtues of a good sissy maid and tasks that a sissy maid is required to perform and outline how chastity cannot only enhance this but how chastity is essential if a sissy maid is to truly become a sissy maid of the highest standard.
Most sissy maids if not under the control of a Superior will give an inordinate amount of attention to playing with their little clitty. I know before I was put into chastity I wasted many hours playing with my little clitty and indulging in disrespectful and self destructive behavior such as looking at pornography and ogling women who I would see in my daily activities. Respect is undoubtedly the most important virtue a sissy maid must have. Respect for her Mistress first and foremost but respect for all women as well. Once under chastity and discipline the sissy maid’s focus is no longer on her own selfish desires. Her carnal rage is quashed and her sexuality harnessed and brought under control. Her focus is turned outwards into serving her Mistress and her sexual energy is transferred into obedience. Soon her respect for her Mistress grows stronger and stronger as she realises what a wonderful gift her Mistress has given her by imposing chastity on her. Nothing becomes as important as pleasing and obeying her Mistress and she is motivated to do whatever it takes, to move mountains if necessary to show her deep respect for her Mistress. This is the power of chastity. Knowing that she no longer has any power over her little clitty, that any attention it receives is at her Mistress’s discretion reinforces her Mistress’s position of authority. Chastity is a real force for increasing her respect for her Mistress. Every interaction with her Mistress and every task she performs for her Mistress becomes a privilege, a chance to please her Mistress and infuses the sissy maid with deep respect and awe for her Mistress. This respect manifests not only through obedience but other ways as well. The sissy maid becomes more attentive and hangs on her Mistress’s every word. She remembers her place, minds her manners and acts with deference and reverence towards her Mistress.
After respect, obedience is probably the next most important virtue a sissy maid must cultivate. A good sissy maid has obedience top of mind always. It is her first thought as she rises each morning and the last thing that she reflects on before going to bed each night. One of the rules my Mistress has wisely imposed is that I rise from bed promptly at alarm each morning. Even a one minute lie in is not tolerated. I think it is wonderful that the very first task each day is an act of obedience which ensures obeying Mistress is the first thing I do and think about each day. This simple act of obedience usually combined with a morning erection is a wonderful reinforcement that my sexual energy is now directed towards obedience rather than the selfish carnal desires that consumed me in my former wayward, selfish and ill disciplined life. I cannot over emphasise the wonderful effect chastity has on obedience. Instead of my sexual energy being wasted in carnal self gratification it is now transferred into loving obedience. The desire to be perfectly obedient grows stronger as each chastity period progresses. It reaches a point where obedience becomes all consuming and the most important thing in my life. Chastity enables obedience to become the principle expression of my sexuality. I believe this point alone is more than enough reason to impose chastity on any aspiring sissy maid.
A large part of being a sissy maid is embracing the feminine part of their psyche. For many sissy maids this can take many years to truly discover and can be a hard, confusing and sometimes painful journey. We live in a world where there are still many who place enormous expectations on boys to be strong, tough and unemotional. For those boys who do want to explore their feminine side they are often discouraged by their families and ridiculed by their friends. This can cause many sissy maids to bury their feminine side deep within and it can take many years to re discover it. Chastity is a wonderful force for helping sissy maids to discover the girl that lives deep inside and bring her out to the surface. If the sissy is free to masturbate it can be very difficult to really get in touch with that inner girl and bring her to the surface. When the sissy masturbates that sexual energy is spent and the inner girl tends to retreat back into her shell. Once in chastity all the expectations of being a strong alpha male are taken out of the equation. Sexual satisfaction through the little clitty is not allowed and masculine carnal rage is quashed. The sissy maid is able to harness her sexuality in a feminine way, without her sexuality being focussed around her little clitty. This state allows a more submissive feminine sexuality to come to the surface and allows the sissy maid to get deeper and deeper in touch with her feminine side, unhindered by the distractions of trying to give attention to little clitty. I myself find after a week of chastity my desire to dress up in female clothes grows stronger and the feminine feelings I have when I do dress up are so much more powerful. I positively swoon with delight as I slide on each item of female clothing. So if we accept that feminisation is a crucial part in the training of a sissy maid then chastity is vital for the sissy maid to truly discover and embrace her feminine side.
The next aspect of being a successful sissy maid is diligence and focus. A good obedient sissy maid doesn’t just do her tasks and chores but she wants to do them to the highest possible standard. A good sissy maid desperately wants to please her Mistress in everything she does and this requires focus and diligence. Chastity is a powerful aid in promoting this focus and diligence. As the sexual tension builds the longer the sissy maid remains chaste that energy can be harnessed and transferred into her tasks and chores. Personally I find I reach this stage after about seven to ten days of chastity and it is an amazing experience. Doing my chores and my tasks becomes an expression of my sexuality and love for my Mistress. I can harness that sexual energy, inspiring me to do the best job I can to please my Mistress. Who would have thought that cleaning a bathroom could be a sexual expression but it can be with the help of chastity. Chastity also helps the sissy maid to focus and stay in the moment. Just knowing that their is no possible chance for little clitty to receive any attention takes that away as a source of possible distraction.
Another important reason for imposing chastity on the sissy maid is to counter selfishness.
Selfishness is an anathema to the good sissy maid and needs to be rooted out. Often selfishness is the thing that attracts the aspiring sissy maid in the first place. A common fantasy for the aspiring sissy maid is that she will be prancing around in a sexy French Maid’s uniform, feather duster in hand, immersing herself in the frills and sweet feelings that come with wearing such an outfit and fantasizing that she will perform intimate personal services for her Mistress. It is important that this selfish fantasy is rooted out early if the sissy maid is to progress to an acceptable level and beyond. The sissy maid must learn that this is not about her fantasy but about serving her Mistress in whatever capacity her Mistress decrees no matter how difficult, painful or drudging that may be. Chastity is an important first step in teaching this lesson to a sissy maid in training. By imposing chastity it tells the sissy maid that this is not about her sexual fantasy. While my Mistress has allowed me to purchase a lovely traditional sissy maid uniform She has also instructed me to buy a more plain, black working maid’s uniform. The workings maid uniform is just that, designed to be worn while doing chores and when I am wearing that uniform it reminds me of my duty to perform all my tasks with due diligence and attention to detail as I strive for perfection. By taking the focus of the sissy maid off her little clitty you can see that chastity can be a powerful force for encouraging the sissy made to be less selfish.
In my own experience the effect of chastity on my mental state has been profound. As each chastity period progresses the effect becomes stronger. I find I have greater clarity and my desire and motivation to give my tasks the very best I can seems to grow each day. I am more positive and because I achieve so much more my feelings of self worth and satisfaction have grown enormously. I find as I progress through each chastity period there are different levels of chastity. The first week is often the hardest, I find I am more easily distracted and it is the time I am at most risk for committing an infraction due to negligence. After a week or so however a new stage is reached. It seems there is a level of underlying frustration that needs to be reached to tap into this sexual energy. Once I begin to tap into that energy I am better able to focus and find I am more likely to remember all my rules and obligations and am better able to be in the moment. Before I started my chastity training with Mrs Birch I was a real scatter brain. Flitting from one thing to another, taking short cuts, not completing tasks on time, not being present with people I had to deal with, not giving my tasks the proper attention they deserve, being lazy and falling into self destructive addictions such as drinking too much, masturbation and pornography. While I cannot claim that I have overcome all these defects, chastity combined with Mistress’s wonderful discipline has seen me make great strides in improving these areas of my life. The sheer number of infractions that I have had to report to Mistress has generally with only a few exceptions reduced markedly the longer I have lived under Mistress’s chastity training program. My drinking is now under control and pornography is a thing of the past. After two to the three weeks of chastity a quite blissful state is reached, I find my thoughts often turn to my wonderful Mistress and I am swamped by feelings of love and awe for her wisdom and beauty. It is an irony that at this stage while the desire for a release becomes stronger at the same time I feel I do not want the chastity period to end as the feelings are oh so sweet.
Being a sissy maid is a calling that is rooted in submissiveness. For those of us who have received the calling we know we can never be truly happy in life until we embrace this submissiveness. For myself chastity is essential for me to experience this submissive side to the fullest. To hand over control of my little clitty and her ejaculations to Mistress may seem to an outsider as a giving up of ones freedom. To me however the exact opposite is true. Chastity and obedience is an incredible freeing thing. It is the freedom to experience those sweet submissive feelings, it is the freedom from being controlled by my little clitty. I am now controlling little clitty instead of little clitty controlling me. Without a shadow of a doubt chastity enhances my submissiveness, the eagerness to please my Mistress just grows stronger each day. I cannot describe the immense feeling of joy that I receive when I get a “well done” from Mistress. I know that such praise is never given lightly by Mistress which adds greatly to the impact those words have. There is no greater feeling for a submissive sissy maid than to know she has truly pleased her Mistress. It is only through chastity that I have been able to reach this truly satisfying and deep level of submissiveness that is at the core of my personality and psyche and is essential if I am to live an authentic life. It is often said that through giving we truly receive and this is certainly true for the obedient chaste sissy maid.
I believe their is another important element if the sissy maid is to truly get the most out of her chastity and that is her attitude to the chastity itself. If the sissy maid is resentful about being kept chaste the fruits of chastity will be nigh on impossible to receive. She will be brooding and miserable, her work will suffer and the chances of her disappointing and even upsetting her Mistress will be great. To get the most out of chastity I believe the sissy maid must embrace her chastity in a spirit of loving obedience. She must truly believe that chastity is for her own good and be grateful to her Mistress for imposing chastity on her. Any attention to her little clitty or milking of little clitty needs to be viewed as a privilege that her Mistress can allow or deny at Her discretion and be accepted in a spirit of deep gratitude. With this sort of attitude the sissy maid will be open to all the fruits of a life in chastity.
I would now like to touch on chastity devices. While they are not necessary for the sissy maid to receive all the benefits that come with chastity (providing of course the sissy maid is truly committed to chastity and obedience), they can be a useful in a number of ways. First there is a powerful symbolism in locking up a sissy maid’s little clitty. To see her little clitty squeezed snugly into a device and to hand the key over to her Mistress speaks strongly to the sissy maid. It reinforces to her that little clitty is off limits and that Mistress now decides if and when little clitty receives any attention. The fact that little clitty must be in a non aroused state to get into the device tells the sissy maid that this is the ideal state a sissy maid should be in. It tells her she must control her thoughts and avoid the temptation to indulge in carnal fantasizing. While an obedient sissy would not dream of touching little clitty if her Mistress had forbidden it, the fact that the chastity device makes this impossible even if the sissy maid dared to disobey adds another layer to her submissiveness and the giving up of control. The chastity device is also a very tactile reminder of the sissy maid’s commitment to chastity and obedience and helps to keep her Mistress top of mind. Every time she moves or sits down, she feels the device and is reminded of her Mistress and her commitment to obedience. Then there is the wonderful effect of having any erections crushed by the device. This is a very useful aid in harnessing the sissy maid’s sexual energy into more constructive tasks like her chores. Personally I find when I wear my chastity device that it puts a spring in my step, I am more focussed on my tasks, it improves my service mentality and is a real aid to my obedience. I would thoroughly recommend it for all sissy maids.
In conclusion chastity has a positive effect on a sissy maids level of respect, on her obedience, her femininity, her selflessness, her diligence, her submissiveness, her focus and her attitude. All virtues of a good sissy maid. It is for these reasons that chastity is an important discipline for any aspiring sissy maid.
The following are extracts of emails I received from sissy fifi who kindly allowed me to share them with the readers of sissymaids.info. Please note there are Rules for sissy fifi when writing. she may only write in pink, she must use small case “i” when referring to herself and she is not allowed to use a full stop, it is “…” instead!
With my Wife, i’ve really become Her bestest girlfriend, for the past year or so this new kind of girly relationship between us is so normal we don’t even think about it…
There has been no sex for me for the past 10 months, both because She now has a real man as Her lover, and because i don’t even dare think about this – i’ve become such a no-man, such a sissy now,
that it’s simply too outrageous for me to even consider normal sex with my Wife… She calls me Her little pink dildo, and the closest i get to Her Temple is pleasuring Her pleasure button with my peepee
while we fantasize about Her next encounter with Her Boyfriend…
The thing is She’s really sexy and attractive and i do worship Her great body – that’s the most frustrating thing for a non-gay sissy – the
constant reminders how things could have been and how i’ve willingly, pathetically given all rights to this beautiful body to another man…
We are in our late 40s (but i really really feel like a little helpless silly girl most of the time – i’m being trained to become more and more that silly clueless girl…).
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Yes, having sissy names is not enough – i found that all kinds of belittling are great for us…
For example, i’m not allowed to end a sentence with a full stop as it’s too decisive, which doesn’t really fit my nature…
This rule, and also having to write in pink, is coming from my Trainer (more below…)
Also, in Hebrew, luckily, i can refer to myself all the time in feminine form – unlike English, i can say “i am going out” for example and the verb will be in the feminine form… Great, right?…
So my Wife sometimes talks to me in the feminine, especially when i’m in full sissy mode, or when She wants to order me around, but recently also during ‘normal’ times… it just comes out naturally…
While She fully accepts my sissiness and ‘works around this problem’ with Her Boyfriend, She’s not the bossy type, so does not order me around all the time, only when we’re alone in bed (when She
deigns to visit me…) or when preparing to meet Him…
For the past year and half or so, i’m tremendously lucky to have a young Female Trainer, mostly online (email), but we met a few times (with my Wife’s agreement), who enjoys humiliating me terribly, and thinking of me and making me the lowest of the low in terms of my sissiness and cuckoldness… She knows exactly how to make me very tiny, and thanks to Her rule, my life has changed dramatically…
For example, during the last few months, i’m not allowed anymore to buy anything masculine to wear – i have to buy everything, pants, shirts, shoes, the whole lot, in ladies shops/departments, and slowly replace my ‘masculine’ wardrobe with feminine items…
i’m now about 75% of the way there…
Also, I’m learning now how to do embroidery, as my Trainer thinks this is a great hobby for sissies like me… I’ve already finished a pretty little duckling which i bought as an embroidery kit, and i just love the feeling of total silliness i have when doing the stitches – my silly little head is empty except for adoring sissy thoughts…
i simply adore the idea of total control of the sissy (it’s also called micro-management…) and with my wonderful Trainer i’m slowly getting there…
we sissies need our lives to be fully controlled, i’m sure you’d agree… When left on our own, we are simply useless… i, for example, keep playing with me peepee because i’m not regulated otherwise..
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Things are moving fast here – my Wife has started studying now, and is using me as her ‘academic slave’…
Yesterday She sent me to photocopy some pages she needed from a large book, and promised me that She’ll be making better use of my sissy services soon…
i’m sooooo happy – to be a student’s lackey was my long-time dream…
i was the only ‘photocopier’ standing with knees tight together and bending in a ladylike manner to pick up things… i always loved the idea of being a homework slave…
By the way, i forgot to tell you the bestest recent order from my Trainer: i should only read little girls’ books/stories, with the occasional Chick Lit/romance book in between…
During the last few months i finished reading Pollyanna, The Secret Garden, Anne of Green Gables and many more, less known titles… i just love to check out in my library titles such as My Sister Jodie (i’ve read many of Ms. Wilson girly books now, they’re sooooo cute and girlish…)
Anyways, it’s exactly as my Trainer says, i keep jumping from one topic to another like a silly girl, which is what i’m becoming…
i wore my first tights as a little boy, and my mother’s tights drawer was my fantasy world – i guess that’s why i’m so hooked on tights, my biggest bestest fashion item and fetish…
i have dozens of tights in all colours, textures and thicknesses… i remember in Purim (a great Jewish holiday when people, especially children, dress up) as a tiny boy dressed as Queen Esther…
You won’t believe it, but i’ve just kissed my Wife goodbye (on the cheek of course…) as She left on Her way to meet Her Lover…
They booked 3 hours of continuous love making and cuddling and kissing at a lovers’ hotel nearby, and i was left here to think about what my Superiors are doing…
She hasn’t seen Him for a while now, and i of course didn’t provide Her with any equivalent of Male sex, so obviously She was very excited…
She promised to call me and leave Her phone on speaker, so that i can hear how excited and hot They are… (She did it last time, just before Her orgasm, and it was so frustrating and humiliating and pathetic, me sitting at home in my sissy clothes listening impotently to my Wife and Her Lover having sex (me of course locked for a few days in my CB6000… – as i am now…)
Naturally, i also was Her Lady’s maid before She left – helping Her with applying lotion to Her body to make Her soft for Him, helping Her dress from panties to bra to shoes, and shining them as She stood
over me smiling to Herself… and yesterday, i hand-washed the blouse She was wearing and Her panties… i’m so pathetic and yet so addicted to this humiliation…
Sometimes it’s not that easy being a sissy cuckold, but still, i love every minute of it… you can guess also that i can’t wait till She comes back exhausted and wet, and let me lick Her Temple before She’ll unlock me…
i was allowed to be present at two previous occasions – both times i spent kneeling in the toilet doing my colouring book most of the time, only ordered into the bedroom to serve them… i even had the best sissy privilege of kissing and sucking His Cock, and what a Cock it was… that was the most humiliating thing i ever did… but you know, i also enjoyed it – not the sucking as much as the knowing that i’m sucking my Wife’s Lover’s Cock, if you know what i mean…
Oh, and i loved your photos, you seem to have a great body, and look really elegant as a maid – i loved the blue maid dress…
Btw, i’m now reading a series of books on maids, you might find you want to try too:
Sweet Anna by Dezso Kosztolanyi (a Hungarian one, translated into English, which ends tragically when the simple, adoring, objectified maid simply loses it…)
i need to learn everything i can about being a maid – i’m even downloading the classic British TV series “Upstairs, Downstairs” to further my training…
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Life is still great, although my Wife is so busy with Her studies She doesn’t have much time for lovers or even for sissy me…
She does use my photocopying and collating services though…
My Wife now wants to find a new, more available Lover, so i think we’re soon going to try and find Her a new boyfriend, which She’s talking to me about all the time… He should be someone who can take Her out to restaurants, movies, the theatre and parties, so as to act as a proper Boyfriend, not just for sex (although sex is very important too, of course…)… i will act as Their chauffeuress, maid and sissy… They plan to meet in a coffee shop with me sitting there quietly in very feminine attire, with knees together, head down doing my colouring or embroidery, not speaking unless spoken to, like a good sissy girl… i shudder at this new humiliation in front of a Real Man and others…
We’re really just like two girlfriends, bestest friends, and we even talk about men when we go out, seeing whom She might like to get to know better… it’s such a sweet humiliation, and i wouldn’t change it for anything (not even for sex with Her, so pathetic…)
you asked about the ‘cage’, as we call it… the thing is, when i’m locked, normally for a few days before Her meeting Her lover, i am very excited all the time, and thinking only about sissy things, so it actually hinders my work… i’m working freelance, so i have to concentrate on work otherwise i’ll be missing deadlines… Also, i get up very early in the morning when i have the cage on, i can’t stay in bed because it drives me crazy, this enforced impotence, so i start doing things, even work, very early and my Wife just loves my ‘diligence’….
To read Part 1 of this wonderful article click here.
by susan
I was expecting Jane to have a coffee whilst I finished preparing myself, but she wanted to go straight away, so I quickly slipped my cashmere overcoat over my arm grabbed my handbag threw my make-up bag purse and jewelry into it and took a final look at myself in the mirror. Jane more or less pushed me out of the door before I could think. I was half way along the drive before I realised I was open to scrutiny for any neighbours around. Not daring to even look around I made for Jane’s car, and was totally aware of the double clip clopping of our heels as we made our way to the street. As Jane operated the remote I frantically opened the passenger door and almost dived into the car. Everything had happened so quickly I was like a bag of nerves. My heart was beating so heavily, and the blood was pounding in my ears. I thought everyone in the street must be watching. Jane sedately got into the drivers seat, and seemed annoyed. “Are you trying to attract attention to yourself?” she said. “You virtually sprinted along the driveway, and dived into the car like you were stealing it! What’s more you have left the house door unlocked and now have to go back to lock up. Now stop and think before you do anything! If you carry on like that everyone will look at you. Open the car door, turn your bottom in the seat, keeping your knees together and then both feet on the ground. Even if there was anyone watching, as long as you do everything in a feminine manner you will be OK and don’t forget brisk but short steps keeping the thighs close and heel to toe swinging your legs across your knees. Now go and lock up properly so we can get on our way”
I was mortified to have to repeat the trip, but Jane was adamant that I and not her would have to do it. Looking carefully around the street and certain all was clear, I took a deep breath, and carefully alighted the car exactly as Jane told me. It did feel better, but my knees were shaking as I hauled myself up on my 3″ Heels and clip clopped back up the driveway. Carefully ensuring the house was locked , I took another deep breath and then clip clopped back to the car. High heels seem to make so much noise when you really don’t want them to. A car passed by as I reached the car and just stopped a few hundred yards down the street. It added to my nerves as i carefully lowered myself into the passenger seat bottom first and knees together then brought my feet into the car.
“That was much better” Jane said.
“Now seat belt on and lets go.”
I was so relieved to be on the road. It has always been one of my biggest fears to be caught by a neighbour and I explained that to Jane as we went. But she assured me that other than very close inspection I would only be seen as female as long as I behaved in a feminine manner to compliment my looks. That made me feel much better, and my nervousness subsided as we travelled. Jane told me she wanted to take me to the Denby Pottery Mill shop to replace a plate that i had damaged a few weeks before. It was a long way from home so I felt relatively safe. However when we arrived at Denby we couldn’t find the factory so Jane pulled up outside the village post office and told me to go inside and ask for directions. All my fears rose again as I waited for the moment that I thought the shop was empty, and I femininely got out of the car like before, took my overcoat and slipped it on, gingerly slipped my handbag into the crook of my arm and nervously walked towards the shop knowing full well that Jane was testing me to see how confident I was. The doorbell rang loudly as I opened it or at least it seemed loud, I was so nervous at this point but was fully committed so I walked inside.
I thought my nerves would shatter when a gentleman behind the counter said “hello, can I help you?” This was a point i was dreading. Having to speak but i knew I had to do it. Speaking with my softest voice i asked for directions. he never flickered a moments surprise, just asking which direction I was pointing. Then to my surprise he came from round the counter and led me to the door which he opened for me, and then pointed me in the right direction. I quietly thanked him and could hardly believe my ears when he replied.
”My pleasure Madame.”
Jane was watching from the car and we burst out laughing together as I again got into my seat, and was aware that i was grinning proudly from ear to ear. I had done it! I was so pleased with myself. Until you experience something like this you just can’t believe the fears and anxieties you have to go through. Now I was ready for my first shopping trip…susan was fast arriving.
I’d like to thank Maid Katrin for submitting the following article for the readers of sissymaids.info. The pdf of this file can be found here for a larger view
