“Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin. The penguin was alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him. When I told my father this, he said, "Don't worry, Susie; he has a nice life. He's trapped in a perfect world.”
― Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones
― Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones
I’ve written about the feminization line before, in the entry, http://iamaphonesexoperator.blogspot.ca/2016/08/letting-go-hurts-like-good-sex.html
To give the Cliffs notes version, feminization is when a man wants to be dressed up in provocative or overtly feminine clothing, wigs and makeup and treated either like a slutty girl or a slave of some kind. These men range from being true gender benders who want to explore the female side of themselves, to being guys who just really want to be humiliated. Some are just guys with beards and body hair who wear lipstick and tutus and suck dicks at glory holes, and some are in an actual gender transition(although these ones are rarer) but still want to be sexually promiscuous.
Feminization is one of my all time favourite things when it comes to being a phone sex operator. I really have a ton of fun dominating these dudes and calling them names. It’s like cardio, it’s so exhilarating. I have a reservoir of rage inside me that I have to keep a choke chain on at all times, and the feminization “ladies” let me howl like a bitch in heat.
On this particular day, I met my bete noire of the feminization line…the live in sissy maid.
The sissy maid is a creature that I have yet to fully master in terms of communication. A live in sissy maid is someone who was born a man and who has transitioned in some way to being a woman, and now lives full time with a master who they serve as a maid, and receives various corporal punishments and humiliations from said master. They typically are not paid, or are paid very little, thus making them even more beholden to their master. They are one of the few people who can say that they live a 24/7 BDSM lifestyle. They are full fledged members of the household that they serve, yet they have no real life beyond that. They never stop being sissy maids, they never aspire to anything else, because for a sissy maid, servitude is all that there is . They have no real goals for themselves, because they have already achieved everything that they want to be in life.
On this particular day, I was called by a sissy maid named Ditzy. Ditzy was born a male. She came out as gay in her teens, but into young adulthood realized that she was in fact a woman trapped in a man’s body, and she began her transition.
Ditzy still has a dick, but she lives as a woman and has an impressive DD rack. She says no one ever mistakes her for being a male. She described herself as looking like a “blonde Katy Perry”.
The man she once was is long gone. The only evidence of that person is now a secret inside the chromosome, and hidden under frilly dresses.
Like most of the full time sissy maids that I have talked to, Ditzy was very soft spoken , dainty and graceful. She didn’t want me to call her names, or yell, like I usually do with the other feminization ladies. She was very asexual, and just seemed to want to tell me about her life…and ask some unusual advice.
And, oh, what a life. Turns out that Ditzy was “owned” by a teenage girl. A high schooler, in fact.
This girl’s mom is a high powered lawyer who is divorced. She is deeply entrenched in the BDSM scene, in case that wasn’t obvious. The scene is where she met Ditzy. She brought her into her home to originally be her sissy maid, and than “gave” her to her daughter when her daughter was 13.
Because , you know, 13 is the right age to have your very own live in transsexual maid.
For years, Ditzy has done everything for this girl. She does her hair and makeup and nails, helps her pick out her clothes….Ditzy does it all. This girl basically lives the BDSM version of Cher from the movie “Clueless”’s existence.
Ditzy had actually called me because she wanted to ask me some advice regarding her teenage mistresses love life.
Seems that Kinky Cher had dated some boy at school, (a school at which Ditzy assured me Cher was very very popular at, by the way) and the boy had suddenly jumped ship and started ignoring her, causing hairline fractures to form in the surface of Kinky Cher’s shallow heart.
Ditzy was baffled by this boy child who had done her mistress wrong…Kinky Cher was so beautiful, and had such a great personality…why, oh why would someone discard such a creature?
Ditzy seemed so sincere, so genuinely hurt for Kinky Cher, that I couldn’t bring myself to be as snarly and disinterested as I felt inside.
I couldn’t bring myself to tell her the full force truth, which was that, firstly, he was a teenaged boy…of course he was flaky. This was not an event that would even warrant a footnote in either one of their life stories.
There was also a very real possibility that he found out that she had a sissy maid doing her hair every morning, and he got weirded out. Teenaged boys want to fuck, but, they usually aren’t really into heavy involvement BDSM stuff.
Instead, I gave Ditzy the semi truth…one that applies to basic human nature, but probably not so much to this situation in particular.
I said that you can’t control the actions of others, and you probably can’t understand them either. People sabotage good things in their life, and there is no real accounting for why this happens. Sometimes they know this when they commit the sabotage, but they do it anyways. It’s best to not attach yourself to the actions too personally, and let them deal with the aftermath.
Ditzy said that she felt he just couldn’t handle a strong woman.
Yeah, sure, okay. I’m sure Kinky Cher is a real Gloria Steinem.
The most disturbing thing she told me about her life with Kinky Cher was that her teenaged mistress doled out corporal punishments to Ditzy.
Ditzy was punished and humiliated when she disobeyed, everything from being forced to stand in the corner like a bad child to being put into stress positions for hours at a time. Every Sunday, Ditzy was paddled in front of a group of people by Cher. The spectators included Cher’s friends, and Cher’s mom’s friends. The Sunday paddling was to keep Ditzy in line. Cher’s mom insisted.
You might think that Cher’s friends would be shocked by this display. Turns out many of Cher’s friends also had sissy maids, and powerful, divorced moms involved in BDSM.
This circle was made of women who viewed men as little more than discarded sperm donors.
I asked Ditzy what the name of this lifestyle was. She said it was simply called “matriarchal”. She claimed that there were circles like this all over the place, people just didn’t talk about it much beyond their own social scene because they were aware that it would be judged.
Ditzy explained that these women truly saw men as lesser than them. They weren’t beings you needed to get attached to, because you were better than them anyways (doesn’t really jive with Cher’s lamenting of her beau). Women were viewed as powerful Goddesses who lived a lifestyle where they worshipped only themselves. They flaunted their wealth like a gunslinger wears their belt.
Kinky Cher was set to leave high school soon and go off to college, leaving behind her sissy maid. Ditzy seemed melancholy about this. She had basically helped raise this little freak, and spent every waking moment devoted to her.
Personally, I can’t see Cher doing too well in a college dorm. This is a rich girl who lives in a fantasy land of insane dimensions. Her cosseted mind is going to tear apart when she goes from paddling her Katy Perry sissy maid to burnt hot plate noodles and communal showers. Cher doesn’t seem like a functional human being…even a Clueless style personality change wouldn’t help her. She will annoy the shit out of her fellow dorm mates. I predict a meltdown. A screaming meltdown like only a horrified rich girl could pull off. When they take her away on a stretcher, she’ll be babbling away about floggers and safe words.
I asked Ditzy where she lived. She told me Los Angeles. This explains a great deal, I think. I have yet to visit LA, but I’m aware that strange things bloom in a place created with stolen water. LA is a city that is the embodiment of samsara, it is perpetually in a state of rebirth. People go there to discard themselves and armed with hope, imagination and oftentimes a surgeons knife, they transform into who they want to be. Ditzy did that. She was an unhappy boy who became a beautiful woman who lives in a fancy house, which is what she wanted.
Maybe you feel sad for Ditzy. Ditzy does seem alone, perhaps even lonely. She attends all her mistresses functions, but she doesn’t really socialize, not even with other sissy maids. They seem to be truly Stepford Wives. They are aware of each other, that pass each other, they smile placidly at one another, but they don’t really communicate or confide in any real way. Maybe they don’t need to. Maybe they understand each other perfectly.
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