The Sissy State
The following is an (edited) version of a post I found some time ago and have kept because I think it so perfectly captures the dilemma of the 'sissy state'. I am not the author — but whoever wrote this.... understands.
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There is a special, yet pathetic, intimacy which a sissy can only ever experience with another sissy.
Only another sissy can understand the intense shame-filled arousal it derives from dressing up in women’s clothes; the soft feminine friction as legs sheathed in sheer, sexy stocking brush against each other, the tight embrace of a bra against one-time pretensions to a manly chest, feet forced into dainty steps by feminine high-heeled shoes.
To be with another sissy, similarly presented, enhances the sissy’s immersion in its own emasculation. It sees another failed man, similarly dressed, painted and perfumed. Another sissy is the only thing, or being, with which it can engage on equal terms at the bottom of the barrel of social and sexual status.
As they rub their stocking-ed legs together; as they caress each other’s femininely clad bodies; as their painted lips meet and they smell each other’s sweet feminine scent; each sissy sees and feels its mirror image in the other sissy. That there is another who understands the guilty, shame-filled pleasure it is experiencing, that there is someone else just as pathetic, weak and defeated. Yet none of this makes the sissy feel any better about itself. Quite to the contrary. So why? Because it elevates the sissy’s intense humiliation and girlie tactile arousal to a whole new level.
Let it be said though, that when two sissies are together their arousal must be controlled. When sissies are not in chastity, it can only end badly. Sissies who achieve sexual climax, with their arousal and frustration relieved, begin to see themselves as the 'normal' world perceives them. Pitiful, emasculated and taboo outcasts whom 'normal' persons regard with disgust and ridicule. Sexual relief removes the delusional prism of arousal and glamor that allows sissies to justify their feminized lives. Seeing themselves as the 'straight' world does, pushes these poor, defeated wretches into a familiar pattern of denial. They will purge their sissy wardrobes. They will push away their sissy desires. For a short while they will deceive themselves that, somehow, they can be real men and that their sissy state is just an incidental diversion. It is not. Their sissy state is their natural state — and the sooner they surrender to the reality that they can never be real men, nor even the real women they so crave to be, the sooner they will learn to accept and accommodate the pitiful sissy reality they will have to live with for the rest of their lives.
Permanent, secure chastity will protect them from such delusions of masculinity and normality. As they parade and strut and pose in their lamentable sissy state, bringing each other to a fever pitch of shameful arousal, they will be acutely aware that the chastity device will mean that such arousal can never be consummated by a climax.
It is a fitting metaphor for their miserable sissy existence.
It is a metaphor for failure — failure to be fully masculine. The failure too to be the glamorous and exciting woman they dream to become. The sooner a sissy can internalize this truth, the sooner they can come to live with it.
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There is a special, yet pathetic, intimacy which a sissy can only ever experience with another sissy.
Only another sissy can understand the intense shame-filled arousal it derives from dressing up in women’s clothes; the soft feminine friction as legs sheathed in sheer, sexy stocking brush against each other, the tight embrace of a bra against one-time pretensions to a manly chest, feet forced into dainty steps by feminine high-heeled shoes.
To be with another sissy, similarly presented, enhances the sissy’s immersion in its own emasculation. It sees another failed man, similarly dressed, painted and perfumed. Another sissy is the only thing, or being, with which it can engage on equal terms at the bottom of the barrel of social and sexual status.
As they rub their stocking-ed legs together; as they caress each other’s femininely clad bodies; as their painted lips meet and they smell each other’s sweet feminine scent; each sissy sees and feels its mirror image in the other sissy. That there is another who understands the guilty, shame-filled pleasure it is experiencing, that there is someone else just as pathetic, weak and defeated. Yet none of this makes the sissy feel any better about itself. Quite to the contrary. So why? Because it elevates the sissy’s intense humiliation and girlie tactile arousal to a whole new level.
Let it be said though, that when two sissies are together their arousal must be controlled. When sissies are not in chastity, it can only end badly. Sissies who achieve sexual climax, with their arousal and frustration relieved, begin to see themselves as the 'normal' world perceives them. Pitiful, emasculated and taboo outcasts whom 'normal' persons regard with disgust and ridicule. Sexual relief removes the delusional prism of arousal and glamor that allows sissies to justify their feminized lives. Seeing themselves as the 'straight' world does, pushes these poor, defeated wretches into a familiar pattern of denial. They will purge their sissy wardrobes. They will push away their sissy desires. For a short while they will deceive themselves that, somehow, they can be real men and that their sissy state is just an incidental diversion. It is not. Their sissy state is their natural state — and the sooner they surrender to the reality that they can never be real men, nor even the real women they so crave to be, the sooner they will learn to accept and accommodate the pitiful sissy reality they will have to live with for the rest of their lives.
Permanent, secure chastity will protect them from such delusions of masculinity and normality. As they parade and strut and pose in their lamentable sissy state, bringing each other to a fever pitch of shameful arousal, they will be acutely aware that the chastity device will mean that such arousal can never be consummated by a climax.
It is a fitting metaphor for their miserable sissy existence.
It is a metaphor for failure — failure to be fully masculine. The failure too to be the glamorous and exciting woman they dream to become. The sooner a sissy can internalize this truth, the sooner they can come to live with it.
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