Immersion Therapy

I love Tumblr. That's about all I can say. I'm on there like a junkie, constantly looking to see whats been posted recently and to post things on my own Tumblr. Miss H knows this so after locking down all the sports channels on our TV's recently I figured it wouldn't be long till Tumblr would be in peril. I figured that as long as I was good then I wouldn't have to worry about it for a little while at least. She's half jokingly threatened to take it away before but until recently I never actually thought she would.

She mentioned the other night that she was a bit dissapointed that so much of the material I was looking at on Tumblr dealt with female submission and was generally quite extreme. Now before you get the wrong idea, Miss H is very open and cool with porn, her issue was not that I was looking at porn, but that I was looking at the *wrong* kind of porn. As a submissive sissy, looking at fem sub porn was only reinforcing the stereotype that men are in control. She not so subtly hinted that my viewing choices would need to change soon. Themes like femdom, cuckold, chastity, transvestite, and just plain old gay male porn should actually be what I'm viewing. These would be much more beneficial in helping to promote the right attitude to accompany my new position in our relationship.

Miss H described it as a type of immersion therapy, a way to guide me into fully embracing the sissy lifestyle and molding my thinking into the proper frame of mind. A sort of Clockwork Orange type situation where instead of losing an interest in violence, I would be gaining a new level of respect and devotion for what's really important, becoming the best little sissy whore I can be.




Even if I didn't want to take part in it, I don't really have that much say in the matter anymore. She has my Tumblr username/password so she could just delete it if I complain to much. I suppose I could sneak off and make a new Tumblr she wouldn't know about, but I detest doing things behind her back and besides, if she found out there would be hell to pay. She knows I won't quit Tumblr either, between looking at pics on my laptop and using the Tumblr app on my phone, that's just not going to happen. I'm not going to cut off my nose to spite my face.

As of this morning, I had 940 Tumblr blogs I follow (see, I told you I was addicted). Miss H ordered me to delete two random male dom/fem sub pages that I follow and replace one with a gay blog of my choosing. I made the changes a little while ago.



And this is the new one I added -

I chose one that's pretty heavy on the leather/bondage/fetish so it will at least have some interesting pics to check out if nothing else. While I much prefer looking at a hot chick in PVC then a dude with his cock hanging out, I guess it's a small price to pay in order to keep my Tumblr going.