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« on: December 25, 2025, 05:56:41 am »
Happy Christmas dear readers, please find below part one a brief History of how the relationship with my Sissy Husband Mandy developed. Part 2 - Current Situation will be published shortly. Happy to answer any questions you may have as there is a lot more detail. That is probably easier to do via DM so please feel free. Pamela x
History:
Dear readers, after discussion with Patti, I thought it might be helpful to give you a little background on my relationship with my husband Mandy before I subsequently outline his current situation and my future plans for him.
I have been married to Mandy for 28 years. I told him in no uncertain terms that I was a good catholic girl (I wasn’t) and insisted we wait till after marrying until I would consent to any physical relationship. I did this largely because he had a reputation as being a serial womaniser. He had left behind him a string of broken relationships, and I was not going to be another notch on his bedpost.
Well, more fool me, I should have tried before I buyed!
Once we were married my immediate observation was that he was hung like a hamster! I don’t think you could classify what he had as a micro ****, but my two-year-old nephew was genuinely better endowed than he was. This was not a good start given that sexually I loved to be **** hard and he was never going to be able to keep me satisfied.
A few weeks after we were married, I was at a family event, and I was sat next to his eldest sister who was a little tipsy. He is the youngest of five children and his four siblings are a lot older than him. He has two brothers and two sisters. His father passed away when he was very young and his mother became unwell for a period of time, so his eldest sister spent a lot of time taking care of him.
She said that she almost called me before we got married because she felt there were things I should know. She held back as she knew it would ruin her relationship with her brother for good. She told me that she and her sister had nicknamed him Tiny as a child because his **** was so small. She said that’s why he has had so many broken relationships. It wasn’t because he was a stud it’s because when they saw his package they either laughed out loud or concluded that he would never be able to able to **** them like a real man. She also confessed that when he was five, she and three of her friends (they were all 19 at the time) dressed him up in a pair of her black silky knickers, her black slip, tights and her fluffy mules. They did it just for a little fun privately in her bedroom and he seemed to really enjoy it. A few weeks later he was caught wearing the same pair of knickers under his shorts and was severely chastised by his mother. She also said that she had always thought that he had continued to cross dress during his childhood and teenage years, but she couldn’t be sure.
I kept all this information to myself as I figured out what to do. For the first two years our sex life was pretty vanilla. He seemed to realise that he couldn’t satisfy me with his dick and so he gave me as much oral sex as I wanted and treated me to any lingerie or sex toy that I wanted. He was a real boor when he was drunk and even though I was the main bread winner for the first ten years of our marriage, he would regularly put me down, criticise and demean me in front of family and friends However he was also great in the kitchen and he did most of the cleaning, laundry and ironing.
One other interesting point that I became aware of was that he was infatuated with fur. He bought me several fur coats, hats, wraps, gloves, in fact anything and everything that you could think of that had fur attached in some way. It literally made him weak at the knees. He would do anything to see me in fur or for me use a fur massage glove on his little tool. The reason I mention this is it gave me a huge amount of leverage.
Eventually as his confidence in our relationship grew his kinks began to surface. He always wanted me to be on top when we tried to have sex. He started asking me to dominate him and then finally to dress him up in women’s clothes. For the next ten years or so we had marriage contracts, chastity devices, I dressed him up as Victorian maid, as famous female popstars and I recorded it all via photos and video. But as soon as he ejaculated or as soon as he felt he was losing control he feigned illness or decided he didn’t want to do it anymore. He would sulk like a brat, ignore me, rage at me until I agreed to stop. He destroyed my entire library of photos and videos three or four times..
By this point I was seething with rage. I told him that our sex life was a disaster because his little tool could never satisfy me, that he couldn’t get an **** unless he was dressed up in lingerie and that he had better sort himself out.
Why didn’t I leave him? When he wasn’t drunk and he was in chastity, he was actually a lovely kind and considerate person who worshipped me and the ground I walked on. He would genuinely do anything for me, and I knew eventually I could use all these things to establish the perfect life for myself.
After fifteen years of marriage, he finally admitted he was a transvestite and had been dressing since the age of five and I immediately encouraged him to enter therapy.
This started with general therapy which helped him deal with his childhood trauma. However, after that I insisted he start receiving specialist gender therapy.
Alongside this I also encouraged him to have facial laser hair removal. He could never grow a beard or moustache even if he left it for a year. So, I told him that if he had the laser he would never have to shave again. He did as I told him and has subsequently continued with facial electrolysis.
However as soon as I released him from chastity the cyclical nature of his condition returned. He would dress, come, rage be depressed, stop and then start again and repeat the whole cycle.
He walked away from two gender therapists and refused to see them anymore. On 1st January 2023 I decided to take the choices away from him. I spoke with my solicitor, and we drew up an agreement. I had more than sufficient grounds to divorce him.
I told him he needed to do the following:
Sign over the majority stake in his company to me.
Sign the ownership of our house solely into my name.
Hand over all responsibility for our finances to me and relinquish his debit and credit cards.
Enter gender therapy with a therapist of my choosing.
He is 59 and will be retiring in 2027. After he retires, he will live permanently as my live-in house maid.
He will consent to me having sexual relationships with any person I see fit and he will participate as I see fit.
He will commit to having a formal medical gender diagnosis and if the diagnosis confirms he has gender dysphoria he will undertake hormone therapy and any feminising surgeries I see fit.
Until that point, he will remain in permanent chastity and will only be released on limited occasions of my choosing. He will also wear women’s underwear and night wear 24/7 and androgynous outerwear. I did not want him to jeopardise our business and to continue to provide me with as large a financial nest egg as possible.
If he refused, I would divorce him and reveal the reasons why. I would also walk away with a very sizable settlement that would leave him in a very precarious financial situation for the rest of his life. In return I gave him my word we would remain married and when the time came for him to undergo any permanent feminising changes, I would present them in a positive and empathetic way rather than telling his family and friend that he was closet gay drag queen who had been having secret gay affairs. I gave him forty-eight hours to decide.
He pleaded and begged and pleaded some more. I must admit I loved the power rush this gave me and I loved seeing him beg and plead and cry for forgiveness. At one point I told him I would think about it just to mess with his head. I never had any thought of relenting. He was desperate and I knew he would remain this way for the rest of our lives.
After 48 hours he eventually accepted all my requests. All the financial areas of our agreement have now been implemented and thus he is entirely reliant on me.
He remains in permanent chastity and just to put it in context the last time I allowed him to come was in August 2023. He had one orgasm in 2020 one in 2021 and one in 2022 and he will never have another orgasm as a man unless he agrees to play with another Sissy for my amusement.
After months of therapy and months of coaching by me he has been diagnosed by a medical professional as gender dysphoric. He is now officially Transgender. This is not a route he wanted or wants to pursue but I gave him an ultimatum either he submitted to my total control, or I would divorce him and reveal the reasons why.
In my next post I will outline his current situation in more detail.
Why am I posting this and making it more public? Because I have seen firsthand what emasculating a male can do. I don’t mean the dressing up but taking away his power and making him dependent on a superior female. He is now a kind, considerate, generous and compassionate person. All the aggressive egotistical male traits that he demonstrated have been reduced to almost non-existent levels. Stage two awaits. I want more women to follow the same path. At the moment, thanks to men and their testosterone the world is in a perilous situation. It will be women who come to the rescue and bring some decency, love and compassion back to this world. If I don’t illustrate what can be achieved who will and how will we ever change hearts and minds about what the solution to the worlds ills is?
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