Gurl Talk

 

 Once Devina's cocksucking secrets were revealed to the Dominant Women in my life, a whole new world suddenly opened up for a gurl in my position. I now had outlets to share my gurly secrets, wants and desires to on a regular basis. I didn't have to completely shut out certain aspects of my life anymore and having Women to share them with opened up heart and mind in a way I couldn't understand until it began happening.

No longer did I have to wait until playtime to let Devina out, I could now share what was on my gurly mind when I would chat with Lady Diva or Mistress Stern, who had become sort of an auxiliary mentor of sorts. The synergy with both was completely different whenever chat sessions would arise. Lady Diva welcomed me in like a gurly sister of sorts, and we would have regular gurly chats about makeup, clothing, lingerie, toys, and everything under the sissy sun. Mistress Suzanna, however, would constantly challenge me in other ways, humouring me in others, and pushing my buttons constantly that I was simply a fag in a dress. Our chats were wonderful debates in philosophy and points of view within the world of BDSM and I valued them immensely. I saw a challenge to my direction and path in the BDSM/TG world as incredibly useful to not only define where I was going to myself, but to challenge myself in what I was heading towards and what I believed in.

 Mistress Stern never discouraged me from my path but always put ideas forth that made me question things which was positive.  In turn I always enjoyed my confessions to Her as I always felt safe in my confidence to Her and always knew She wouldn't purposely steer me wrong.

 

Whereas Mistress Stern was a Domme I confided in, Lady Diva was the Mistress I served and my continued confessions to Her only served to strengthen the bonds of submission in ways I couldn't have imagined at one time. My confessions only served to enhance the experiences as Her slave when in session, and Her style of BDSM shifted as time went on. She would express that She always has a soft side for sissies as She always wanted a sister. I viewed Her acceptance of me deeper into Her inner circle as a great honour and always ensured never to abuse the privilege. I knew I always had to keep my manners, never intrude on Her time, and always know where my place was, even as I had realized I had come so far from the pathetic male sub that once existed at Her feet to serve.

But I now had access to the world I dreamed of, where my Feminine spirit could freely be accepted and interact with Women more and more. It's a gift that I treasure daily and am so thankful that Women in my life have bestowed this honour upon little ol' sissy me.