Maybe It's Not a Silk Trap at All

 

When a male first discovers his forbidden lust of Women's clothing, so many internal conflicts arise as he tries to deal with what society has ingrained into him from the beginning, and now is faced with the desires emanating from deep within a place, yearning to break free. How one tries to balance all that has been referred to as "The Silk Trap", meaning no matter how hard you try and dismiss it, the deeper it pulls you in. This certainly was no different with me. But as I was on the verge of discovering, it wasn't really a trap when you learn to love it.

It's a shame that so many Women don't quite understand that males who choose to submit to their desires, are firmly getting in touch with their feminine side and crave understanding and acceptance by those they emulate and worship to such a degree. This is why most choose to hide this side of them, while others seek out those, usually in the BDSM world to help them embrace this part of their psyche. Fewer still are those who manage to find a Woman in their life that accepts and allows that part of them to flourish in a healthy way.

 

My bold step in presenting myself wearing panties to Mistress Morganna was a watershed moment for me and the direction I would eventually travel. My next session with Her was far more focused on "Forced Feminization" as is most commonly referred, however for me there was no "forced" portion at all. I embraced it lovingly, even though I was completely non passable at that time. She balanced my still novice level BDSM training with now being encased in panties, bustiers, stockings, wigs and the basics in makeup. I'm sure to most male subs they find this to be a level of degradation and humiliation, but to me it was of liberation, a spirit trying to finally break free.

I didn't quite understand yet, but Mistress Morganna was giving me a tremendous gift, of allowing my mind to be retrained little by little to move away from the concept of seeing myself as a submissive male slave, but to embrace the femininity and begin seeing myself as a submissive female slave. My "style" of submission from day one was one of servitude and a desire to make Her happy, and this fit in very well with being encased in the wardrobe of a feminized slave.

 

For the first time I was beginning to actually see the path I was on, with clarity. Where once each session with Mistress Morganna was a blind leap of faith into a world She guided me through blindly, now I was starting to see where I could chart my own path and take ownership of my desires. It was so wonderful to have these revelations!

But make no mistake, I had work to do and I still knew that I had a long, long way to go and I needed Mistress Morganna to provide me by Her grace the things I needed to become what I was yearning to from a place deep down inside. Now with each lesson in sucking Her strapon, each dildo training, and each lesson designed to strip away my masculinity to reveal my feminine side, I embraced them and understood that these were lessons designed to make me not only a better slave, but to make me a better person.

 

The time was coming soon where I needed to come right out and take ownership of my emerging feminine side with the one who was in charge of it...