When you say the word ‘sissy’ to me, the vision in my mind is of the archetypal pink satin sissy, simpering in flouncy glass-silk petticoats, pale stockings with tops on show, locked-on heels, little tent in her pink satin panties. I love this image and this reality. ‘Pink satin sissy’ is a fetish for me. It pushes my Dominant buttons in ways I can’t explain. And I can’t get enough of it.