Janice C. Parker

There are two sexual types of people--those who dominate and those who are submissive.  Most of us are familiar with these types in their stereotypical context.  For women we are supposed to be subservient to men and for men it means that they dominate and control us.

My world turned upside down when my husband Merrill confessed to me that he was submissive—that he wanted to be subservient to me.  At first I didn’t even grasp everything he was trying to say.  Back then I was a typical married woman content with my traditional role of a wife—I was not interested in becoming any sort of dominant woman.

I have to admit that I have learned quite a bit since then and I must confess I like everything that I have discovered.  Actually male submission is not difficult to understand instead it seems rather simple at its core.  Can you believe that many males actually have a burning desire to serve us?  They look at us like we are Queens deserving of all of the attention and admiration that they can lavish on us.  Don’t you think we should be showered with attention?

Merrill was so ingrained with deferential feelings—he was so submissive—that he was actually hurt by watching me do common household chores.  He felt that he should be doing them for me!  He also admired women so much that he wanted to emulate us not only in domestic chores but in the clothing that we wear.

In spite of my confusion I eventually managed to decide that if Merrill wanted to serve me why should I deny him the pleasure of serving?  So it was that Merri was “born” and my husband became my maid--my sissy maid.  These days I routinely refer to my husband as “Merri” and as “her”.  She seems to like that quite a bit.  At this point in our lives she actually wears more makeup than I do so her sissy name is more than appropriate.

With hardly any encouragement at all soon Merri was performing her maid duties like an experienced feminine servant.  I suppose that submissive sissies are like that.  It was a dream come true for me.

 Before you say that I took advantage of her you should realize that as much as I enjoy my maid service Merri enjoys serving me even more.  She has thanked me many times for the privilege of serving me as my personal maid.  Sissies are like that—they have such a desire to serve us and emulate us that they are happy to do so especially when it means donning a uniform with frills when in service.  With Merri allowing her to serve me is a treat.