tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520374975049765167.post4823318496759748450..comments2024-02-17T16:07:59.756-08:00Comments on FEMDOM STORIES: Departure from machoKitty Cathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02180584247502319018noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520374975049765167.post-86822234084771977152023-03-03T04:18:24.589-08:002023-03-03T04:18:24.589-08:00Amanda is chatting to her latest boyfriend, Brian....Amanda is chatting to her latest boyfriend, Brian. He is a Rugby player and works in a factory as a gofer. She has always liked rough, tough guys. I serve them coffee and little cakes I made myself. I am dressed in a short black skirt and white blouse. I have tan pantyhose on and 4'' heels.<br /><br />''These cakes are great, Amanda. Hey sissy did you make these?''<br /><br />''Yes sir. I am pleased you like them, sir.''<br /><br />I am afraid of Brian but try not to show it. I act as if it is quite natural to be serving my wife and her lover dressed as a maid.<br /><br />''Go and prepare supper, Ben. Good girl.''<br /><br />''Yes ma'am. At once ma'am.''<br /><br />BenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520374975049765167.post-17069410046577667872023-02-14T04:56:31.038-08:002023-02-14T04:56:31.038-08:00I am in the kitchen preparing the evening meal whe...I am in the kitchen preparing the evening meal when Amanda comes home. She is in a good mood as she has earned a very large bonus. She puts her purse down on the kitchen island and comes over to me. She holds me round my waist and kisses my neck. I love that perfume Ben, it really suits your femme persona.<br /><br />She goes and changes, takes a shower and I serve the home made lasagna.<br /><br />BenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520374975049765167.post-14896696266783268772023-02-13T03:37:46.521-08:002023-02-13T03:37:46.521-08:00I am in the kitchen waiting for Amanda, who is get...I am in the kitchen waiting for Amanda, who is getting ready to go out upstairs in our bedroom. I am a black miniskirt and blue silk blouse. My hair is tied back severely in a pony tail. I stand and curtsey when Amanda enters the room. She looks at me and smiles, but doesn't say anything, except ''follow.''<br /><br />We go out to the Lexus and Amanda gets in the driving seat. I sit beside her with my manicured hands in my lap and my eyes cast down. Amanda is the 'man' in our marriage and I ama lowly sissy slave. Most of my day is spent in cleaning and food shopping and gardening and washing and ironing. If Amanda is not in the mood I also cook. I say not in the mood because she loves to cook, using lots of pans and mess in the kitchen, which I clean up.<br /><br />I love Amanda.<br /><br />BenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com