The curse of enjoying chastity as a sissy
I feel like I hear stories about people wearing chastity and being extremely productive and being able to focus on personal growth much more.
My issue with this is that I am not one of those people. I’m on one week within my inverted chastity cage and my mind is racing.
My thoughts and actions in just the past 24 hours:
- “ewww why do I still have body hair,” the I proceed to exfoliate my skin then shave my body from head to toe.
-my legs look nice but all of my clothes are way too scratchy for freshly shaven legs. I then proceed to get in my car and drive to target to pick up some tights and stocking. ( I already own way more skirts than I’d please to admit).
- hey I should really do some work…. No I’d rather just listen to sissy hypno audio files while I look at cute clothes I want to buy.
- hey I should put some make up on, nothing too stand out and noticeable because I don’t want to attract the wrong attention…well ….a little attention actually sounds kinda fun. Maybe just some mascara, a bit of lip stain, lip plumping serum, just a little highlighter and blush, and a tiny bit of pink shimmer eye shadow. You know just the standard amount for any secret sissy who define you doesn’t want a girl to come up to him and compliment his make up.
I don’t think I’ll ever be the type to get work done in chastity. But I know one thing though I am a smooth hyper femme sissy who is growing closer and closer to the day when I say fuck it and just jump down the sissy rabbit hole with no regards for ever coming back out.