Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Cheerleader Speaks
[NOTE - Anyone who is just beginning to read my blog might want to read the following early entries in my blog about my sissy journey before reading this latest entry: A Little More Background - Am I Sure I Should Do This? - I'm Afraid - These - Where It All Started - Then, These - Miss Flo - Caught For The First Time - About My Last Post - Bikini Panties!!! - A Virgin Bride (And Groom) - Exhausted Sissy Needs Stress Relief! - Sissy Marries Cheerleader - Sissy Makes Life With Cheerleader - Cheerleader Discovers Sissy - Cheerleader Accepts Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Grow - Cheerleader Asserts Control - Cheerleader Teases Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Settle In To New Home - Cheerleader Cucks Sissy - Cheerleader and Sissy Are Mentored - Sissy Offers Context For Cheerleader - Sissy Sees Her Future - Sissy Adapts To Chastity - Sissy And Cheerleader Spend A Weekend Apart – Our Weekend Apart Aftermath – Cheerleader Has A Heart-To-Heart With Sissy - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part One - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part Two - Cheerleader Thanks Sissy - Cheerleader Does A Sleepover - How My Cheerleader Vets Men - Cheerleader Flirts - With Purpose - Cheerleader Is A Happy Girl - Cheerleader Learns – Juggling Isn’t Easy - Cheerleader Gets An Itch - My Cheerleader's Summer of Contentment – My Cheerleader and Her Quarterback - Cheerleader and Sissy Reach Accord (And Satisfaction) - Sissy Catches Up, Cheerleader Goes Sailing - Discovered! - It Was Bound To Happen Sooner Or Later - Quarterback Discovers Leeanne - I Have Good News. And News - Quarterback Is Visiting For Labor Day. These are the previous posts that tell the story about my sissy journey.]
Not sure where to begin. I understand people have been wanting to hear from me. So, here I am. Sissy's cheerleader. That's cute. Can't believe she refers to me that way. Wait. Yes I can. I suppose I'll go with that since I'm not telling my real name. This blog? What do I have to say about it? Tricky question. Until recently I did not know it existed. But we know sissy got busted. And by my ex no less. Imagine how I felt learning about it that way. Not happy. Not at all happy. I've read it now. All of it. At least, all that she has written about her. And us. A few times. And the comments. Interesting to read what others think of my sissy. And us.
Not sure where to begin. I understand people have been wanting to hear from me. So, here I am. Sissy's cheerleader. That's cute. Can't believe she refers to me that way. Wait. Yes I can. I suppose I'll go with that since I'm not telling my real name. This blog? What do I have to say about it? Tricky question. Until recently I did not know it existed. But we know sissy got busted. And by my ex no less. Imagine how I felt learning about it that way. Not happy. Not at all happy. I've read it now. All of it. At least, all that she has written about her. And us. A few times. And the comments. Interesting to read what others think of my sissy. And us.
What
do I have to say about it? Let me start
with this. I do love my sissy. I do.
But this blog put me in a bit of a tizzy. I thought we had an understanding to keep
what we do in the privacy of our home, private.
Not to sound defensive, since I shouldn't have to, but for the people
out there who think I have been tough on my sissy, please go back and re-read
her blog. She is the one who really
pushed us to where we are today. Think about
it. I married a man. Not a sissy.
She plopped it on me in the middle of a perfectly good marriage. And my response? I forgave her. I accepted her. I found a way to make it work. And it was working. But who pushed it forward? Who kept bringing up the idea of me taking
other men? Right. Her.
She wouldn't let it go. I read
somewhere they call that, "topping from the bottom." She may be a sissy, but please do not kid
yourselves. She knows how to get her
way.
The
real question now seems to me to be, 'Where do we go from here?' The starting point for me is that I still
love her. She is the sweetest and
kindest person in my life. She takes
care of me. Mostly. There are some things she no longer is
responsible for. But even there, she
kind of takes care of me because she has learned to thrive and be supportive,
even when it hasn't been easy. And she
knows we are not going back to the way things were. But I love her and, after much thought and
discussion, I have decided to accept this blog of hers. And she is going to accept that there may be
a few added things she will need to deal with.
Like my ex. He doesn't make
decisions for me. Understand that. But what he and I have does mean something to
me. And I do like pleasing him. I suppose it is somewhat akin to how she is
with me, and my men. I get something out
of submitting to him. I always have, but
did not understand it back when we were married in the way I have come to over
the past few years that he and I have been back together. And he kind of gets off on this new thing we
have discovered about my sissy. Notice
how I keep saying, "my sissy?"
Please understand that. She is my
sissy. Not his sissy. Mine.
He gets that. But I can choose to
let him have some control over her, and if I want her to submit to him, she
will. And I have made that choice. Effective immediately.
But
there is something else I think people who have been following my sissy's blog
need to know. My sissy? This isn't going to be a bad thing for her. There may be some difficult moments. I don't know exactly what my ex has in store
for her. But she gets off on submitting
to my men, and maybe especially my ex.
I've had a front row seat on too many occasions to not be an expert on
this subject. When she is doing all of
the things she has done for my men over the past several years since I began
cuckolding her, there is no reluctance on her part. None.
She loves what she does. And so
do I. It took me a while to get it. Her.
And me. I could see early on that
she loved submitting to my men. It took
me longer to appreciate all that it meant for me. And us.
It is the most complicated thing I have ever had to grapple with and
understand in my life. But I got here. So, when her blog was revealed to me, and my
ex wanted to exert some influence over her, I was forced to figure out one more
complicated quirk about my sissy. She
and I have talked about it. A lot. My ex and I have talked about it. A lot.
And now I have come to my conclusion.
I'm letting sissy keep her blog.
I'm letting her continue to post her little sissy fantasies and
whatever. I have even been convinced
that it isn't a huge deal to let her write about us. But, there will be a few changes. To begin with, I might butt in from time to
time if I think it is needed to give another perspective on what she writes. And my ex is going to have some latitude
(quite a bit actually) to exert some influence over her and what she writes
about. And there will be a few other
changes that I'm not going into here now.
But my sissy will probably be asked to tell about them later.
I
will admit this one thing. I am sort of
looking forward to reading the responses to this revelation. I might even consider responding to
respectfully worded and reasonable questions.
About me and my decision. About
my sissy, as I see her. Even my ex. I know.
He can be a bit of a brute. But
he is not an awful person. He was my
first. And he was my best. He did me wrong. A long time ago. Life is short. Things happen. My sissy and I have the life we have, and she
is equally responsible for where we are going as I am. My ex is along for the ride at this point,
and I'm letting him investigate his feelings toward sissy. So, say what you want about him. Understand this though. My sissy likes what we have. She thrives on whatever it is that turns on
sissies like her. And there seem to be a
lot like her in this world. I'm just
glad that I love mine and that there are still real men out there.
Bye
for now,
Cheerleader
P.S. Photos compliments of my
sissy.
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Quarterback Is Visiting For Labor Day
[NOTE - Anyone who is just beginning to read my blog might want to read the following early entries in my blog about my sissy journey before reading this latest entry: A Little More Background - Am I Sure I Should Do This? - I'm Afraid - These - Where It All Started - Then, These - Miss Flo - Caught For The First Time - About My Last Post - Bikini Panties!!! - A Virgin Bride (And Groom) - Exhausted Sissy Needs Stress Relief! - Sissy Marries Cheerleader - Sissy Makes Life With Cheerleader - Cheerleader Discovers Sissy - Cheerleader Accepts Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Grow - Cheerleader Asserts Control - Cheerleader Teases Sissy - Cheerleader And Sissy Settle In To New Home - Cheerleader Cucks Sissy - Cheerleader and Sissy Are Mentored - Sissy Offers Context For Cheerleader - Sissy Sees Her Future - Sissy Adapts To Chastity - Sissy And Cheerleader Spend A Weekend Apart – Our Weekend Apart Aftermath – Cheerleader Has A Heart-To-Heart With Sissy - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part One - Sissy And Cheerleader's Last Weekend With Andrea - Part Two - Cheerleader Thanks Sissy - Cheerleader Does A Sleepover - How My Cheerleader Vets Men - Cheerleader Flirts - With Purpose - Cheerleader Is A Happy Girl - Cheerleader Learns – Juggling Isn’t Easy - Cheerleader Gets An Itch - My Cheerleader's Summer of Contentment – My Cheerleader and Her Quarterback - Cheerleader and Sissy Reach Accord (And Satisfaction) - Sissy Catches Up, Cheerleader Goes Sailing - Discovered! - It Was Bound To Happen Sooner Or Later - Quarterback Discovers Leeanne - I Have Good News. And News. These are the previous posts that tell the story about my sissy journey.]
My cheerleader just got off of the telephone with her quarterback. He is coming to visit us for the Labor Day weekend. She says I am to report this fact on my blog. Nothing else. Just that he is coming to visit us. I don't know what is up. But it feels funny.
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Monday, August 29, 2016
Tradition!
It was an annual rite of hazing at The Vera Wang Institute of Male Modification, a/k/a “Sissy School,” and the townspeople were always out with their cameras to capture the first public humiliation of the many husbands whose wives plopped down the tuition they would eventually call the “best money they ever spent.”
Saturday, August 27, 2016
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