A dose of reality, from detailed example experiences of myself and fellow Dommes, with whom I have had the pleasure of double-domming their uxo. Reality about how real-life Domes in real-life FLRs usually wear no special outfits at all, except outfits that might, with no effort or acknowledgment, subtly create enduring, gnawing, desperate sexual frustration in their chastity-restrained uxo who knows it will be a very long time, if ever, that that frustration will be eased. Enduring, gnawing, desperate sexual frustration which is often, it seems to him, completely ignored, but the Domme may well smile inside as she notices her uxo notice and suffer the visual source of his frustration that has taken her no effort at all to include in her appearance.

I can confirm that there is no doubt that Dommes dressed in nominally everyday clothes, while the uxo is dressed in a very humiliating and / or, very demeaning outfit humiliates and belittles the uxo far more than if those Dommes have dressed up in any of; uncomfortable, leather, rubber, latex, PVC, thigh high boots, hats, hoods opera gloves, etc. etc.

I have sat outdoors on a lovely summer day, dressed in short-shorts and a cropped vest, and my fellow Domme is comfortably dressed to, while the uxo who serves us is rather hot and uncomfortable in a full, formal, maids’ outfit. For most of the time, my fellow Domme and I act as though nothing in the world could be more normal and everyday than this dressing contrast and he is the lowliest chore-drone, which of course it is and he is. For the three of us, this is normal and everyday; not that that eases the uxo’s humiliation and feeling of belittlement.

The contrast makes clear, we do whatever the hell we want, including how we dress and how his owner-wife has him dressed. Of course, this contrast is always verbally reinforced in a voice dripping with content and disdain and some amusement. “What DO you look like you pathetic excuse for a man. All dressed up in your ludicrous maids’ outfit. Jeez, what woman would find you even mildly attractive???? No, that’s not your life is it, being chased by admiring women. No. Your life is serving women like you are now; a source of amusement, a chore-drone, a thing mean women like us can cause to suffer for our amusement. YOU ARE SO PATHETIC!” My fellow Domme chimes in.

“Perhaps you should be wearing you siss-maid’s dress out here. The one that comes down only to your hips. It would be nice for us, and so shameful for you, outdoors in the garden, revealing your little pink chastity cage, that never comes off, And those red stripes from the caning Mistress Scarlet gave you just before we came out. What sort of husband has to accept a caning from one of his wife’s friends, just because she says she feels like making you cry? An uxo-husband that’s what sort. A pathetic uxo, put on this earth to suffer for women like us. And to thank us when we have finished with you.” His chin has dropped to his chest. He is breathing hard through his nose. His humiliation and shame course though him, but he has no escape; as he knows. She and I look at each other and smile. There is a camaraderie when we are both making one of our uxo-husbands suffer. And there is pleasure in our eyes and relaxed satisfaction and contentment. I decide to up the shared pleasure.

“Maggot, your last curtsey was far from perfect. I have been mulling that over and I have decided that I will repeat the caning I gave you a short time ago. You MUST learn to curtsey perfectly; no matter how much extra humiliation that results in.” He glances at his wife with a pleading look. He knows I intend to reduce him to tears again. His Domme-wife is quick to respond. “Do you want domination my way, and I will do whatever the hell I want with you and to you, maggot, or do you want no domination at all?” I smile, knowing all uxos answer only one way, even if as in this situation it will mean a caning that reduces him to abject pleading and flowing tears. He speaks just above a whisper. “Domination your way Mistress.”

His Domme-wife and I momentarily look at each other and smile. So much power so easily secured and maintained. She returns he gaze to her uxo. The smile on her face is gone. “Well in that case, when she has finished her drink, you will follow Mistress Scarlet inside, hand her the cane, bend over the dining table, apologise for your poor curtsey, and ask her to cane you to floods of tears, to help make you a better uxo-maid.”

My Domme friend and I return to chatting about nothing in particular. It may be a traumatising moment with more trauma to come for our uxo-plaything and maid, but for his wife and I, there is simple stress-free relaxed contentment.

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If there is a demand for more accounts of moments in my life, (that are not in my journals), relating to the two images below, with a theme of clothing contrast, I will provide them.

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