When you realize that it all kind of comes together…
- December 30th, 2022
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A few weeks ago, I had an “aha” moment when I was thinking about crossdressing and some of what makes it so pleasurable for me. I came to realize that Jennifer, in her own way, is a form of bondage. I may not be physically restrained (though I have definitely done some scenes as Jennifer), but it’s more of a mental thing. I typically go out without any option to easily change out of female attire, and now that I’ve started going into makeup, it’s far less straightforward than simply changing clothes. Whenever I go out, there is almost always some element that is difficult to undo in the field, which de facto locks me into Jennifer until I get home.
How I accomplish that little bit of bondage that keeps me locked into Jennifer varies by adventure, but it’s usually something simple. For my January trip to Pennsylvania, where I first started using makeup for Jennifer, it was the lipstick. The lipstick locked me into Jennifer mode, because once applied, it wasn’t coming off easily, as I did not have makeup removal wipes on that outing. In more recent cases, the bondage has been my nails. I will typically paint my nails in a nice girly color, and that stuff is not coming off easily. And that keeps me locked into Jennifer, since the nails would be a dead giveaway that something is up.
