The Great Melting Pot

 Rule 18 applies

As with my curiosity to the shemale ads in the classified pages of the occasional porn mag hidden in my stash, my eyes would also be drawn by the Dominatrix ads as well. The concept didn't do much for me at the time, but how the Women looked was incredibly hot, without question! The heels, leathers, tight fitting pants, and of course the corsets, bustiers, and all that went with the fetish fashions certainly knew how to bulge the jeans.

This is where the great melting pot action began to take place. My love of Women and their clothing firmly established (albeit on current hiatus as an active participant), my sudden and strange intrigue with the world of transgendered Women, and the seemingly increasing draw to the fetish clothing and demeanour of the Dominatrix, slowly began to mix and simmer together. Like any journey, one doesn't reach their destination in one day, and the slow mix of fantasies and emerging desires were again at their beginning scene of Act 2, if you will. 

It was the summer of my (35)th birthday when I recall getting my hands on a Centurian catalogue that was full of BDSM gear, equipment, clothing and such. It as wild to look at but I didn't associate with that lifestyle or actions. To me, fantasy and being with Women wasn't supposed to be painful, but the ultimate in pleasure. Seeing slaves tormented wasn't doing anything for me at all, but the visual appeal of the Dominatrix was starting to influence, even if unaware. So as with my love for Women's things, I put the male aspect completely aside an focused on the Female part of the equation. It was much more palatable anyways, as who cared what those poor bastards were dealing with, my cares weren't with them!

 My life by then was as far removed from the world of BDSM and Alt lifestyles as one could imagine. Living a normal high school life in a white middle class community, the visuals of Shemales and Dominas was a million miles away, but they did fill a bit of the void created by my sudden pull back from my crossdressing experimentation that began 2 summers previous. For now I was content in viewing that world in the back pages of Hustler magazine. But as we all know, the best meals are always slow cooked to let all the flavours mix to create something wonderful and I was just at the stage where the ingredients were introduced together for the first time.....