FORCED FEMINIZATION

FEMME DOMME - FORCED FEMINIZATION

From Lawrence R:

Dear Ms Sutton, last week I had my first FemDom experience. It was the most incredible experience of my life. I want to share it with you to get your opinion.

I am thirty years old and have fantasized about FemDom since I was a teenager. I am a tall and attractive man (so I have been told by women) but I am shy and have only had a couple of sexual experiences in my life. Until last week, all sexual experiences have been vanilla and none have been all that special. I have never felt comfortable taking the lead in love making and I have always felt awkward. I think it is because I am submissive and the women I have dated, while some were sexually aggressive, they still expected me to be the more aggressive in bed. I have tried to be more aggressive in bed but I could not get aroused unless I was in a submissive posture. I was beginning to think that I would never experience true Female Domination sexually and I wasn't even sure exactly how such an experience could transpire.

I am friends with a couple that I met through my career field. They are an extremely attractive and successful couple. I have had dinner with them on a couple of occasions both at their house and at restaurants. Our relationship is a professional one but I have formed a friendship with them so they usually invite me to their parties or any special engagements they host. The wife's name is Monica and she is part Italian, part Spanish and she is gorgeous. She has beautiful black hair and bronze skin and she has an incredible body. She has a very strong personality and is dominant in her career. However so is Marcus, her husband, and as one views them from a distance, it appears as if he is the dominant one in the marriage, at least in public. I like this couple a lot and they have been very kind to me.

Last week, they hosted a party at their house. I was invited and I attended not expecting anything out of the ordinary to occur. I have been to their parties before and I always have a good time but I am not real good at socializing with strangers and there were a lot of people there I did not know. Marcus was doing business as he mingled with his guests. Since I did not know many people there, Monica spent most of the night entertaining me. We really got to know each other as we had a wonderful conversation. There was something different about her this night. She seemed to be really checking me over and her questioning of me was out of the norm. She asked me a lot about my dating life and even about my sex life. I felt at ease with her so I opened up to her. Maybe it was the champagne or maybe it was her dominant aura but I told her things I have never told another person. Eventually I confessed to her that I had submissive feelings toward women and that I was not comfortable being the aggressor and that was probably why I was still single. She took it all in and really didn't comment when I told her this but I noticed that she did flash me a smile.

Monica was so sexy this night. She wore this tight dress that showed off her incredible cleavage as well as her long, sexy legs. I was very attracted to her but I kept my desires in check because I like her husband and I believed they were happily married. She kept breaking away from me to socialize with her other guest but she would always return to me to chat some more. As her guests began to leave the party, she spent even more time with me. Her husband came by a few times to say Hi but he pretty much ignored us the whole night. Toward the end of the party, he was talking to this beautiful blonde woman and Monica would glance their way but she did not offer much comment. I was surprised that she did not seem to mind that her husband was spending so much time with this other woman.

Marcus finally came over to Monica and told her that his "friend" needed a ride home because she had too much to drink that night and he was going to take her home. Monica smiled and told him to "drive carefully". He kissed her on the cheek and left with this woman. I could tell something was up as she was acting funny but not jealous. She seemed to have an amused look on her face when he told her this. I asked her if I should maybe also be leaving since I was now the last person left at the party. Monica then stunned me by asking me if I would stay the night with her. She said her husband would be gone the rest of the night and she did not want to be alone.

I questioned her about why Marcus would be all night if he were just taking this woman home. Monica then asked me if I could keep a secret. I promised and she then told me that she and Marcus have an open marriage and that she suspects that he will be having sex with the blonde back at his apartment he keeps separate from their home. I was shocked and I did not know what to say to her. I asked her if this upset her and she told me "No" because they have an understanding on what is permitted and what is not within their marriage. She told me that their marriage is more of a business partnership than a traditional marriage. She said it started out as a passionate love affair which lead to marriage but they eventually discovered that their true compatibility was more in the business world than the social world. They keep an appearance of a happy marriage because it is good for business but they have an open sex life. I asked her if she is also free to have sex outside of marriage and she said "absolutely". I began to get very excited.

We talked very openly at this point and Monica told me that she is a dominant woman and she likes to dominate men sexually but Marcus was never willing to take on the submissive role in the bedroom. She also told me that she is bi-sexual and has sex with women as well as men and she is always in the dominant role with her sexual partners. That is when she told me that she would like to take me to bed.

I could not believe what was happening. I actually pinched myself to make sure I was not dreaming. Monica told me that she wanted to have sex with me but in a unique way. I asked her if she would dominate me and she said "Yes" but if would be a sensual domination. She was not into leather or whips and chains and she said she had something special in mind for me and she felt that I would respond to it favorably. I told her I was hers and that I would do whatever she requested.

Monica changed into sexy lingerie and I almost climaxed in my pants just from her appearance when she walked into the bedroom. Her breasts were on display and they were large and perfect. The garter and stockings highlighted her sexy legs, powerful thighs and shapely ass. Monica undressed me and she fondled my body. She then began to dress me up in female lingerie. I have never really fantasized about cross-dressing or forced feminization but I could not get over how erotic this was and how submissive I felt to her. As she was dressing me up feminine, Monica told me that I was meant to be a passive lover and that she would do all the work. I was just to relax and follow her lead. She told me that I was not capable of being masculine in the bedroom and that I needed to be feminine and passive. Sex never felt as right as it did this night.

Once I was dressed in my feminine attire, Monica guided me to her bed and began to kiss me passionately. She was on top and her breasts caressed my body as she made love to me. I warned her that I was about to have an "accident" as her body was pressing against my throbbing penis. Monica placed her breasts against my penis and she told me to go ahead and have an orgasm. I exploded all over her soft breasts. It was the best orgasm of my life. It was intense and my whole body shook.

Monica took a dildo and she smeared my cum that was all over her breasts onto the dildo. She then placed the dildo to my mouth and she told me that she wanted me to suck the dildo for her. I hesitated slightly but I obeyed her. She told me to suck it and to deep throat it. I did and I gagged from the dildo and the taste of my own cum. Monica shoved the dildo in and out of my mouth and she got forceful with her voice, calling me her little slut. I sucked the dildo clean and Monica then went back to kissing me and fondling my feminine clothed body.

Monica got me aroused again in a hurry and she took a strap-on harness and placed the dildo into the harness. I was worried because I had never been penetrated in my anus before. Monica took off her thong and placed the strap-on around her waist and inserted a vibrator that was attached to the strap-on into her pussy. I was still on my back and she raised my legs over her head. She lubricated her fingers and inserted them into my anus and she finger fucked me. She probed my hole and massaged my prostate. I about climaxed again but I was unable to cum. It was a combination of pain and pleasure, of being aroused and being uncomfortable at the same time.

Then Monica began to force the dildo into me. I asked her to stop as it was hurting but she told me to relax. I did and the dildo slid into me all the way. Monica turned on her vibrator and she began to fuck me as she played with my nipples. It was an amazing sensation. I have never felt so submissive in my life. I loved her and I surrendered my very being over to her. I told her that she was a Goddess and that I would serve her all the days of my life. I told her all sort of things like that and she just smiled her approval as she banged me with the strap-on. She called me her slut and she had multiple orgasms from the vibrator as she fucked me. She screamed out in amazing ecstasy and she was dripping in sweat.

I almost had an orgasm from the dildo sensation up my ass but I did not. When she was done, she withdrew the dildo and she took off the harness. She told me to get up and she took my place on the bed. She ordered me between her legs to give her oral sex. I went between her beautiful thighs and I orally pleasured her for the next hour. She had more orgasms and I have never been happier in my life. The time I was between her legs worshipping her pussy was pure Heaven on earth.

When she was satisfied, Monica pushed my head away from her and she placed a condom over my erect penis and she again rolled me on my back. She kissed me passionately again and she slid my penis into her soaking wet pussy. She pinned my hands to the bed, she fucked me forcefully and she ordered me to climax for her. I did on her command. It was incredible. She collapsed into my arms and I spend the night with her.

I did not sleep much that night because the sun came up shortly after we were done having sex. I was worried about Marcus coming home but I did not want to leave without her permission. I finally got up and used her shower and I got dressed. She awoke and I asked her if I could leave. She gave me permission and she rolled backed over. I asked her if this night would remain our secret and she looked up at me and told me that she and Marcus share every detail with each other about their sex lives so she would be telling him. I got very worried but she just ignored me and went back to sleep. I left before Marcus got home. That was a week ago and I have not heard from either of them.

I want to call her but I am afraid that Marcus will answer. I really do not know what to do. I do not want to just call her out of the blue because I do not know how Marcus would feel about me sleeping with his wife. I know they have an open marriage but I still do not want to get on his bad side. I have his e-mail address but not hers so I cannot even write her. I really want to discuss that night with her because it was the greatest night of my life. I have never been as sexually fulfilled as I was that night. Monica was incredible and I can't stop thinking about her.

If nothing ever happens again between me and Monica, I will be fine with that as the memories of that one night will last me the rest of my life. But I would love to be her submissive and be able to serve her in some way. Any words of advice would be appreciated.

From Roberta C:

Dear Elise, I love my husband very much, but I do recognize that he is flirtatious with other women which can be annoying sometimes. He used to be a little bit of a "naughty boy" when we first met which could be upsetting for me.  Since we married, I've learned ways of keeping him more in line, with his willing Consent of course!  I now feel much more confident about his behavior when he's away and he says that he feels much closer to me in both a loving and an erotic way, which covers most of the bases I think!

He's always been fascinated by my underwear.  Many men seem to have a thing about girl's underwear actually; something to do with it being nearest our most private parts and it's always a secret - like it's not meant to be shown to anyone.  Maybe that's why men seem to be spend half their time Trying to catch glimpses of it.

He travels for his work quite a bit and our scheme started off when he liked to take something of mine with him when he went away.  This developed from a little handkerchief with my perfume on, to a pair of my worn panties to remind him of me, to him taking a pair of my panties to wear in bed!  He can fit into some of my underwear, the stretchier stuff, but not all, so we've been on several shopping trips to buy him undies like mine, but in his size.

To cut a long story short, when he's going away I now do ALL his packing for him, like the loving, dutiful wife I am. Of course I do not want him even thinking of 'looking at' other women while he's away, so guess what?  I only pack MY underwear for him - or the underwear we've bought which fits him better.  I don't pack ANY boys underwear for him at all.  So he has no choice!

He loves it though.  He says it makes him feel close to me all the time he's away and he likes the thrill of never knowing what I've packed until he opens his suitcase in his hotel!  He says it's like opening a Christmas present every time.

I go to great lengths to choose appropriate underclothes for what he's doing, just as I would for myself.  Everyday undies for everyday activities and special undies for special activities! So for bed for example I pack him ordinary fairly plain white panties.  For day to day work I pack him nicer pairs, maybe with a bit of pattern or decoration etc, whatever I would wear myself.  If he has a particularly important meeting or a formal dinner or something, I think about what I would wear, like possibly a close-fitting 'little black dress'!  So I pack for him a black thong for color coordination and for no panty line!  He says he can always 'feel' the thong (maybe he needs a size up!), so it reminds him of me all the time.  One time he had to give a speech at a formal dinner, wearing a tux and, underneath, "my" thong.  He told me that he Felt really sexy talking to all these people with the feel of my underwear securing him neatly in place (or should I say, "in lace"!).

I also figure that he's much less likely to risk chatting up strange girls at the bar if he's safely packaged in my loving little feminine cage!  He would have a lot of explaining to do if he ever tried to get someone Into bed, or was seduced by some harlot, and was wearing girls underwear.  At the least it's a firm reminder for him.

Of course trust comes into it a lot too.  He loves wearing my things hidden under his clothes.  I couldn't force him to do it if he didn't want to.  Wearing my things is for him a symbolic gesture of 'having me with him' even if I'm not physically there. And to make even more sure he doesn't forget his status, I now pack for him his very own long, white nightie, just like mine, but bigger.  We have matching nighties!  It's not too frilly or anything and it wraps him up nicely at night to keep him covered in 'me'!  Well, girls wear pajamas don't they?

I love our conversations on the phone before he goes to sleep.  I ask him how his day went and how his evening went and check that he's in the nightwear which I've packed for him and I go to sleep feeling all Secure and trusting and he tells me that he's all snug too.  And he usually adds that he can't wait to get back home and rip MY nightie off (giggle)! When he does come back from a trip he is usually very horny.  I think being wrapped up in my stuff fuels him up a bit, if you know what I mean.  Men get turned on by all sorts of funny things.  When we're undressing each other, I pull down his pants, see him straining against the flimsy material of whichever pair of panties he's got on and ritually release him from my Underwear so that he can do to me what he has to do!

Written by a happy and satisfied wife!