Dressing up

I have been ‘dressing’ from a young age, the usual situation occurring, finding an aunties pink satin brassiere, a long line one which just hung on me, but that didn’t matter and also the matching corset also too large, but it felt so natural to wear these items, it gradually developed into wanting to dress more and more frequently, then it was dressing from there on.

My final transformation started about 7 years ago my wife had arranged to go away for a weekend with friends, a sort of girls weekend. I was ecstatic, my chance to dress for a weekend properly with no interruption. After she had left on the Friday, I took out all my gear from my hidden spot in the loft. I chose, all from Transformation (CD shop in Bristol, UK, no longer there unfortunately) a long line black satin brassiere, stuffing it with poly bags filled with water, a high-waisted corset with 8 suspenders small sized pantie girdle to keep my penis controlled, black seamed stockings, 6” high heeled black patent stilettos, a scoop necked white sweater which allowed my bra straps to show, black satin underskirt and a black satin full skirt and a pair of black satin elbow length gloves (purchased from a wedding gown shop). As you can see I am a lover of satin as well. Of course a wig as well, shoulder length and black.

After making up as best as I could at the time, I dressed. I had pre-cut a few lengths of rope and bought a wide dog collar to go around my neck and sponge ball (to put in my mouth to stop drooling when gagged). I first tied my nylon clad ankles to the legs of the chair, tying them off the ground to the rungs. A leather strap was buckled over my thighs holding me tight to the chair. Then buckling the collar around my neck with two lengths of rope hanging down my back towards my wrists. I firstly stuffed the sponge into my mouth, then with a black satin scarf which I had tied a knot in, I tied it into my mouth securely gagging me and knotting it under my wig. At the end of the ropes hanging down I had made two loops, loose enough slip off when I wanted to escape. Slipping my hands into them I was now effectively helpless.