Shemale

Then it was time for Brant to dress his sima. I’d do it myself in future, or other sima would, but Brant doing it this first time was tradition, symbolism, to show that a sima’s life belongs to the husband.

Blindfold because sight was a privilege that a husband grants his sima. As a result, I never saw Killian except for what I could from the shuttered windows of a house. Even when travelling inside a carriage, as leaving the sima quarters was seen as going in public, I was blindfolded.

Earplugs because hearing was a privilege that a husband grants his sima. Even in private with friends, the plugs were usually left in so that the men could talk freely, so sima learnt to lip read a bit, just enough to understand simple commands.

Gag because speech is a privilege that a husband grants his sima. It is an offence to speak without permission, or to make too much noise. In the sima quarters though, Brant lets us talk freely. He is so good like that, and I do feel sorry for the majority of sima whose husbands are not so liberal.

Nose clip because scent is a privilege that a husband grants his sima. With the nostrils clamped shut, the only air comes through the gag, and comfort all depends on what gag is used. There’s a little round ball gag used if Brant is just going to meet with close friends, where he intends to remove the gag or trusts that I won’t make a sound and embarrass him. Breathing is no problem with that one. But the most used one, a thick penis gag that goes down some way in my throat, is hard to breathe through, but it does cut out sound almost completely, even during punishment. And really, I’d rather have that discomfort than embarrass Brant in any way, so I do prefer it to others.

Hands cuffed behind, ankles hobbled together with a short chain because movement is a privilege that a husband grants his sima. And of course, it’s harder for a sima to run off. I never considered it, not even at the worst of times, but I heard stories of some sima that tried to escape their life. It’s betrayal of the highest order, usually resulting in public torture and execution and Brant did take me to see one. I never wanted to escape and leave Brant, but after seeing what was done to that sima, I was totally convinced to never try even if my love for Brant diminished.