Mistress thoughts
You must like when I get triggered because then my captions get very mean and confrontational. That's what a sissy loves: being scolded and bullied by a dominant woman who takes no shit. I'd whip the fuck out of some of you right now if I could reach you hiding on the other side of the screen. Hear this, though: If I seem to be shaming you for calling yourself a sissy it is only an attempt to shake you awake. I get that this Tumblr sissy content (and masturbation to it) is one the few outlets you have for your exploration of gender. But don't stagnate. Don't spend years here and never figure yourself out. Lying to other people about who you are is bad but lying to yourself is worse.
You think you can compartmentalize what you feel about gender when you dress and you can. But only for a while. It will always bleed over eventually into your waking life. Ever watch Titanic? Remember the 'perfect' construction that would prevent the ship from ever sinking because each compartment was separate and self-contained? How did that work out? Repression works the same way. Don't make yourself sick with it while you try to please others. You can't juggle forever. Choose real happiness and just, you know, REALNESS.
(PS - To the actual transwomen out there. I am here for you. These captions have all been very old and, happily, I am about to run out of them in the coming weeks. Then the tone will shift in a direction more in keeping with the real business of living womanhood. Don't worry they will still be sexy and hot. They just won't be geared toward sissies/crossdressers/pansies or anybody else who is just playing at it. Not that they won't find them hot. I still truly believe that something like 25% of sissies are transwomen who don't know it yet. I love everyone.)
Whips and kisses ~