Sissy Marriage

By: Ellie Bagshaw

Did you know that they changed the law concerning weddings a few
years ago? It was all due to equal opportunities. Now when a couple
get married, the groom has the option of taking the bride's right
hand saying to her something like:

"I, Michael, take you, Victoria, to be my wife, to have and to hold
from this day forward; for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health, to love, cherish, and obey, till death us
do part, according to God's holy law; and this is my solemn vow."

You probably didn't notice the change in the law but nowadays men
can promise to obey their wives. This vow is known as the sissy vow.
Sissy marriages, that is any marriage where the husband promises to
obey his wife, are now becoming more common. In some states as many
as a quarter of all marriages last year were sissy marriages.

One example of a sissy marriage is the marriage of Mary and Colin
who got married two years ago. Mary is a well-paid solicitor while
Colin used to be a builder. Following their marriage, where Colin
promised to obey his wife, Mary instructed Colin to give up his
building job and to start a new role staying at home and looking
after the house.

Appropriately for a sissy marriage, when Colin stays at home, Mary
insists that he dress appropriately - as a French maid.

It all started three or four years ago. Neither Mary and Colin had
even heard of sissy marriages until Mary went out for a few drinks
one evening with one of her colleagues, Heather, another solicitor at
her practice.  After they'd had a few drinks and it was getting late
Mary asked Heather, who was somewhat the worse for wear, "What will
your husband say when you arrive home late having had a few drinks
too many?"

"Oh he won't say anything," Heather replied. "He won't complain at
all."

"Really, Heather, I don't think Colin would be so forgiving." Mary
and Colin had just got engaged and were living together at the time.

"It's true. Sam has never complained about me in his life."

"You're joking."

"No. In fact he will have put the kids to bed and then spent the
rest of the evening cleaning the house, doing the dusting, vacuuming,
cleaning the bathroom, making the kitchen spotless."

"I would have thought he'd want to get a baby-sitter in and go down
the pub with his mates," Mary commented.

Heather then explained that an evening down the pub was out of the
question. Her husband Sam could only down the pub with Heather's
permission because Heather and Sam had a sissy marriage.

"A what?" This was the first Mary had ever heard of a sissy marriage.

Heather explained that there were 10 rules.

1. That Sam had to obey Heather at all times.

2. That Sam never questioned Heather's instructions.

3. That while Heather went out to work, Sam had to stay at home to
   look after the house and their two young children.

4. That while Sam stayed at home, the appropriate dress code was a
   French maid's short black dress with a white lace trim.

5. That Sam also had to wear a frilly apron, a white maid's cap,
   black fishnet stockings and black stilettos.

6. That Sam had to wear appropriate (feminine) underwear.

7. That Sam had to wear a wig and makeup.

8. That Sam had to answer to the name Samantha.

9. That Sam always had to look as feminine and as pretty as
   possible. 

10. That if Sam transgressed and did not obey Heather, a punishment
    would be necessary.

The next day Mary told Colin about Sam and Heather's marriage.  They
laughed at the idea of Sam staying at home wearing his pretty outfit,
panties, a wig, make up and so on.

About three or four weeks later, Mary was surprised to receive an
invitation from Heather. Mary and her fiancé were invited around to
Heather's house for a meal the following Saturday evening.

"You'll have the chance to meet Samantha, my sissy husband," Heather
said nonchalantly as if she was inviting them to view her new kitchen.

Curious, Mary accepted and Colin said that he was very much looking
forward to a meal at the sissy's. They wondered whether 'Samantha'
would be dressed as the maid for their visit, or perhaps in something
less servile but just as feminine or whether Heather would allow him
to dress as a male.

When the day came, Mary dressed smartly in a short cocktail dress
that was simply stunning. Colin wore his best suit, a smart shirt and
silk tie. As they sat in the taxi on the way to Heather's house they
speculated on the sight that awaited them.

The door was answered by the sissy maid who looked very feminine -
you would not have known that she really was a man. As expected
Samantha was wearing a French maid's uniform, was matched by black
fishnets and impossibly high stilettos.

Samantha led the way into the lounge. "Miss Flowers and Mr Jones,
madam," she announced before scurrying off to the kitchen to finish
preparing the meal. The children were already in bed.

The meal was delightful. Samantha's manners were of the highest
order. She had cooked and served the meal and, of course, cleared
everything away and made  coffee afterwards.

During the meal she sat at the table but only participated in the
conversation when asked a question directly by one of the three
others. Samantha's situation was never really discussed until the
sissy joined us in the lounge having cleared away the meal and poured
us three glasses of gin and tonic and a lemonade for herself.

Samantha came and sat on the settee next to Heather. Sam's movements
were very graceful and feminine. Her makeup was pretty and her legs
shapely.

Colin couldn't understand it but he found himself aroused by the
pretty little sissy.

"Isn't it a little embarrassing being a sissy husband?" Mary asked
Samantha.

"Oh no, Miss Flowers, I love it. I love the dresses, the petticoats,
the shoes, everything. I love looking pretty. It's not embarrassing
or humiliating at all. I love looking after my beautiful wife and my
beautiful children and keeping the house in tip-top condition just
for them. You know, when you and Mr Jones get married you should
consider a sissy marriage. Really."

The rest of the evening passed well and Mary invited Heather and
Samantha round to her house for a meal. Heather accepted and a date
was arranged for four weeks time.

Over the next few weeks, Mary couldn't get Samantha's idea of a
sissy marriage out of her head. The more she thought about it, the
more logical it seemed. She earned a lot more than Colin. If one of
them had to look after the house, it should be him. They wouldn't
need to employ a cleaner and Mary could work longer hours if she
didn't have to worry about the house being clean. This would bring in
more money. This and the savings from the cleaner would probably more
than cancel out Colin's lost wages.

Colin would be very reliable - and he would do a very good job. And
if he didn't? Well he'd have to be punished.

Mary also liked the idea of her being in control. It seemed to be
the perfect solution but what would Colin say if she suggested it?

Mary wondered what Samantha would wear for the meal at her house.
Would she still be the maid? Perhaps she would dress less formally.
Perhaps she would dress as a guy.

Mary chatted to Heather about what Samantha would wear a week before
the dinner party.

"Will Sam be in trousers?"

"Not a chance," Heather replied. "She threw away her last pair of
trousers last year. On my instructions, of course."

"Didn't she mind?"

"What does it matter? She has to obey me. If she did mind she
couldn't say anything." Heather smiled a wicked smile. "But you know
she loves wearing those pretty sissy dresses. I don't think she
minded one little bit."

"So is Sam a sissy full time?"

"Oh yes. But not a full time maid. After she has finished her duties
I let her relax and wear something less formal. I guess that's what
she'll wear on Saturday.

Colin and Mary were impatient to see what the sissy would be
wearing. A maid's dress? A girly party dress? Something more sexy?

When Saturday evening came, Samantha drove. Little sissies like her
are not allowed to touch alcohol. Colin and Mary were looking out of
the front window to see the car arrive.

It pulled onto the drive. Colin and Mary watched as Heather and Sam
got out. Heather was conservatively dressed in a cream knee-length
dress and flat shoes.

Samantha on the other hand wore a skin-tight red mini-skirt that
hardly covered her arse, a skimpy top with spaghetti straps, plain
tights and sandals with monster heels. She wobbled on her heels
towards the front door. Once inside Mary thought that Sam was wearing
a little too much makeup around the eyes.

Sam's dark shoulder length hair was clearly her real hair and not a
wig. She had recently had blonde highlights.

Colin and Mary welcomed their guests and they were soon sitting down
for dinner. Colin and Mary were both enchanted by Sam. Mary found
Samantha fascinating, captivating even. She couldn't help but wonder
what Colin would look like in a mini-skirt.

Colin thought that Samantha's long slim legs were very sexy and the
over-stated makeup attractive. After the meal, he found it difficult
not to stare at the pretty visitor who sat cross-legged in the chair
opposite only participating in the conversation when asked. Colin
caught a flash of Samantha's pretty white panties. An occupational
hazard for a sissy in a short skirt, thought Colin. Then he wondered
if Samantha had done it deliberately to lead him on.

Mary brought round the coffee. The conversation over the coffee was
almost normal, with the girls talking a lot about clothes, makeup and
shopping. Then Mary disappeared to the kitchen to clear some things
away. Heather volunteered to help and went into the kitchen too
leaving Colin and Sam alone in the lounge.

"You look fantastic," Colin told Sam.

"Thank you," Sam replied blushing.

"Can I join you on the sofa?" Colin had already forgot that the girl
in the strappy top and mini-skirt opposite him was really a man.

"Of course," said Sam.

Colin moved next to Sam and carefully stroked her thigh. He wanted
to kiss her ruby red lips but knew that this would leave tell-tale
lipstick marks on his face. Maybe another time.

The night was a great success and sure to be repeated.

The following evening, while the visit was fresh in their minds,
Mary asked Colin what he thought about the idea of a sissy marriage?
He confessed that he wasn't totally averse to the idea. He said that
when they had visited Heather and Sam, he had expected to be
appalled. But now he could see the logic. The house was clean, the
husband had little stress, the household income would be increased.
He didn't say yes but then he didn't say no. He said it was a serious
step. He'd like more time to think about the idea.

A few days later, Mary brought the subject up again. "You know,
Colin" she said, "If we were interested in a sissy marriage, we could
have like a three week trial. You've still got three weeks annual
leave still owed to you. You could book the time off and be a sissy
for three weeks. I'm sure that Sam would lend you some clothes."

"Actually I'd been hoping that you and I might go away for a couple
weeks to somewhere hot," said Colin. "Maybe the Caribbean?"

"I know, darling, but you know how busy I am at work at the moment.
I've got no chance of taking any time off until next summer.

Colin looked crestfallen.

"In which case," Mary went on, "would you have any objection to
giving it a try? No obligation."

Colin hadn't really thought this far ahead. It had all happened so
suddenly. His natural instinct was to say no, to run a mile away from
this idea but having seen how happy Sam and Heather were in their
marriage, and how they could easily end up better off.

"If I can look as sexy as Sam, I'll give it a try," he said.

"Oh you will, darling, you will," Mary said.

They had a three week trial. It was a big success. Within three
months Colin and Mary were married. A sissy marriage of course.