I'm a sissy crossdresser and obedient like no other. I'd love to get in contact with someone who's dominant and a fan of seing their slaves do the tasks their sent.

Once I got a taste of it, I grew to like the dynamic and shift in attitude and obedience of my husband wearing the outfit he brought to our interactions. Soon he settled into it being routine for me to tell him to get dressed and get to his chores, and some days I provided him specific direction and instructions of tasks that needed completing. My sissy crossdressing husband would frequently asked my me to allow him to serve me and my friends when they would come over. My response was always ‘not dressed like that’ and he would tell me how good he would be, etc. but it always fell on deaf ears. This went on for a few years and was so routine that he thought nothing of the following: One Saturday, I told my sissy crossdressing husband to ‘get dressed and get on with your chores. you are going shopping and will be back soon. Please get the bathrooms cleaned and the dining room set for tonight. A few of the girls are coming over.’ My sissy crossdressing husband set about his business of cleaning etc while I went out. When I came home, I handed him the groceries and I told him to ‘clean and cut the vegetables’. While he was at the sink, I slipped up behind him and said ‘your dress collar is not straight, hold still’. With that, I slipped a lock on the loops of my collar above the zipper of his maid’s uniform and locked it closed. Before he realized what I had done, I leaned over and locked his heel straps, too.
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