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She must have known I wouldn't change. Adding that air purifier to her room, that was clever. The noise it made disguised the camera she had hidden in the room that took all those pictures of me.

She had rigged the bedroom door to activate the camera to take a picture every twenty seconds or so until the door closed again.

So each time I entered the room she had several pictures of me dusting and especially going through her things! The clever part was how she got the pictures.

She had hidden a printer down in the basement and with a little lap top computer simply printed out the pictures she wanted to add to the photo album later.

It was all quite a plan and it scared me when I realized that Ruth was in on it as well! I felt like I was floating in limbo!

I could hear laughter and giggles and could feel water running against me, feeling someone working me over! I could feel hands on my face, the pain of my eyebrows being plucked and someone doing something with my hair and voices commenting all the while in a faint discombooberated laughter mixed with purposeful speech but couldn't understand!

I felt a dull click then felt the pain in each earlobe and could hear more giggles, more talking and planning.

I felt myself floating once again then felt the swish of satin and nylon and could smell perfume but couldn't associate it with anything and couldn't do anything about it as I floated in the blackness.

Then suddenly I noticed something bright and pink! It started coming into focus. I awoke to find I was lying on Madge's bed looking up at the frilly satin canopy of her large four poster bed!

I blinked and turned my head slowly and groggily and could already smell the perfume. I then saw Madge in her closet moving and looking through things.

Ruth then entered the room and began searching the dresser drawers and taking out several items of frilly lingerie. I moved my leg and felt the nylon swish on the satin comforter as I tried to lift my head but fell back silently still to weak to move.

Madge noticed then approached with a smile, and she was holding a large garment bag filled with some frilly concoction. Look who's finally awake!

She then took out the large dress and fluffed it out. I then started drifting in and out as I heard them continue their girl talk and giggle.

I heard mention of me as well, how the name "Timmy" wouldn't suit me anymore and that "Tamara" would be much nicer and in talking about measurements and other things, but I still wasn't sure what was going on.

I then felt a light slap at my cheek which brought me back to reality. It was Madge. I am so sorry we had to resort to putting you out sweetie, but you were so much more manageable that way and it made our work much easier," she said as she smiled sweetly then moved away once again.

I looked at my hands after instinctively raising them to protect my cheeks then noticed my arms were once again totally smooth and hairless and my fingernails had now been worked on!

They had glued salon nails on me and had painted them a bright gloss red! I tried to sit up. I raised my head to see I was already wearing a garter belt with long opera length white nylon hose.

They gleamed in the light as I moved my legs, swishing them on the satin comforter as I rose to my elbows to look further. They had me back in those creamy, white satin panties with the delicate lace trim and the pretty blue satin bows on the front of the legs and at the waist and had also put me into a pair of white, open toed ankle strap pumps with six-inch heels that were tightly strapped to my feet.

It was then that I noticed my polished toenails matched my manicure! I got a shock to see I now had breasts! I squeezed them then noticed they wouldn't come off!

You will in a little while," she giggled. I could feel their weight, noticed the size of the areola and saw how the large nipples jutted out as the forms jiggled just like they were real.

I pulled at them again but found they were indeed stuck tightly. I realized they were securely glued to my hairless chest filling me out just like a woman!

Ruth then came over, sat me up then sitting behind me took a white satin brassiere and wrapped it around me! After putting my arms through the straps she lifted the brassiere, fitted my new, jiggely breasts into each of the cups then hooked the bra securely at the back.

She finished by adjusting the straps. As she tightened them my bust began to lift as the brassiere began to support the heavy forms. When she finally finished fussing with the straps my bust stood straight out!

Before I could mumble a question Ruth helped me to my feet. I teetered on the heels as Madge set an old fashioned white satin corset on the bed and put a cloth tape around my waist.

They continued on as before, all matter-of-fact like nothing was out of the ordinary. And he's not going to be able to stand while I lace him into the corset," Madge said with a bit of angst at my waist size and in still being groggy.

She found a solution by clasping and then buckling fleece lined leather cuffs around each of my wrists and moving me away from the bed towards the side of the room.

As Ruth held me, Madge attached a clip to the cuffs to keep my wrists together then got on a sturdy chair and looped the long clothesline rope through the large metal eyelet and pulley arrangement in the ceiling!

My head was spinning as she got down from the chair, put it aside and started pulling the rope tight. Soon my arms were over my head! Ruth stood back as Madge pulled again until the rope was tight and I was standing there teetering on the stiletto heels!

Madge went to the bed and gathered the corset and returned to me as I stood there in my brassiere, my garter belt with the white glossy nylons and the pretty white satin panties I was now tightly tucked into that she had used on me before.

I wobbled on the heels as I felt my legs shake but couldn't fall because I was tightly tied and suspended from my wrists. As I hung there I felt Madge put the corset around my waist!

Now it will be much easier to dress you," she said as she began. She carefully hooked all seven of the front busk hooks and centered the long satin corset on my waist and hips making sure it came to just below the white satin brassiere.

I'm sorry aunt Madge," I gasped still dizzy, fearing a new and even worse punishment this time. Especially since I was now wearing breast-forms!

I couldn't imagine what these two women had in mind, but they were so calm in working on me. It felt strange, surreal. We'll just leave and take that plane and I won't come over for summers any more.

I'm sorry auntie! Madge moved around behind me as Ruth looked on and began working the white silk laces and adjusting the corset making sure it was centered on my slight frame.

I heard the swish of the laces moving through the sturdy metal eyelets at the back of the corset as Madge began gathering them, pulling them tight!

I had never worn one before! The second pull caused the laces to sing through the eyelets and tighten the corset even further.

I let out a surprised "Oooofff" as Madge pulled the laces again. I started getting scared! I remembered again back to her saying she was going to dress me up like a girl then take me to the dress and lingerie shops!

Could this be it this time? Maybe I had gone too far! I begged her not to make me go through that embarrassment, I panicked and pulled at the wrist cuffs that held me from getting away as I teetered on my heels.

I pleaded with Madge and begged for her to let me go but she only said, "not this time dearie, there's no shopping for dresses, not just yet anyway," she giggled then finished by saying, "simply dressing you doesn't seem to have an effect so there's been a change of plans!

Another pull made me gasp! I noticed the corset was now beginning to form me to its shape, pulling me in at the waist, giving me a more feminine shape!

I looked down past my tight, white shiny satin brassiere and my glued on, jiggly breasts and noticed how small my waist had become.

Madge stopped for a moment then wrapped the cloth measuring tape around my waist. Another pull cinched the corset tighter still!

The creamy, glossy, white satin began to gleam in the room light as it became tight and every wrinkle vanished! I began to sob at my predicament and Madge took notice.

You need a smaller waist to wear my old wedding gown so I am making the adjustment by lacing you into this corset. Just so you know though that we are just getting started today, just getting started.

And if you ruin your pretty makeup you will really be in for it. Or do I have to gag you again!? She worked for a minute to get the laces out then put her knee at the small of my back and continued!

Not wanting to be gagged I got quiet in a hurry but she could still hear my sniffling sobs! This is what happens to swishy, little sissy boys!

Another few stiff pulls and she wrapped the laces around my now tiny waist, then finished by tying them into a sturdy knot at the back!

She moved back and sat back on the bed, looking on as I twitched and struggled. Ruth then went to the side of the room and pulled over that big floor mirror, the one Madge had used before in my punishment!

She put it along the wall in front of me and adjusted it. I couldn't believe what I saw! They had been busy while I was out.

Although I hardly did have any body hair what little I did have was now totally gone! My hair, which had grown out a bit over the summer was even longer but was now a bright blonde and had been cut and curled into a feminine style.

My eyebrows had been thinned and plucked into a high, feminine arch and my face had been totally made up with false eyelashes and everything.

I noticed that the earrings they had me wearing were now the real variety as they had pierced my ears as well! I looked like a little woman now in nearly every way!

My ample bust jiggled in the white satin brassiere as I struggled. The gleaming white nylons held tightly gartered swished a bit as I struggled to get loose.

The corset was now very tight and molded my shape even further into a feminine form. I pulled at my wrist straps and grimaced as I teetered on the white stiletto heels.

I began to openly sob at my fate! Madge then came over for another look. She stood behind me, then began running her hands over me, checking every detail.

Ruth brought over a frilly garter and handed it to Madge. She slipped it over my shoe and pulled it up my left leg until it was high on my thigh.

She fussed with it until the little blue satin bow was at the front and the frilly lace was properly fluffed.

She then checked my garters and felt the new smoothness of my legs now in gleaming nylon hosiery. She felt my tight, corseted waist and marveled at my new feminine shape.

Now satisfied at my progress it was time for more, much more. As the rope slipped through the pulley I felt the weight returning to my feet.

Ruth quickly removed the wrist cuffs, then moved me to the bed. She gathered a floor length, white satin slip and had me put my arms up through the straps as she swished it over my head.

She pulled it down into place. When she helped me stand I felt it swish all the way to the floor! Madge then came over with a mound of white, frothy lingerie.

Madge pulled me over and forced my feet through the waist of the petticoat then quickly pulled the frilly, nylon chiffon garment up over the slip and began tying the ties tightly around my now tiny corseted waist!

It swished loudly as she made sure it was on properly and tied tightly. She gathered another petticoat and as Ruth held the bottom close to my legs Madge made me step into it too!

It didn't take long but soon Madge was tying the third petticoat tightly around my waist. The petticoats swirled and swished as she fluffed them out.

Now satisfied with her work she continued, "now, let's get you into that pretty gown! I heard the swish of satin as she brought it over.

I tried to get away but Madge held me tight making me watch as Ruth gathered up the dress. I thought you'd love such a pretty dress! I felt sickened, I wanted to run away and never come back.

But I was more than sure that I wouldn't get far. I was in Madge's bedroom once again. I could smell the perfume, and the only sound was the swishing of the satin and all that lingerie as they really worked me over.

I put my arms through the long sleeves of the dress and felt the satin swish smoothly around me as they worked it down over my body.

They had me stand and as I held one of the corner posts of the bed they pulled the wide skirt of the dress down over the wide, fluffy petticoats.

I felt Madge adjust the dress in the back as Ruth buttoned the four satin buttons at each of the wide white satin cuffs at the sleeves. I heard the zipper being pulled up and felt the dress become tight around me as I was fitted into it.

Madge did the hook at the back of the high, lace trimmed collar and began buttoning the long row of buttons at the back. She finished by tying the wide satin sash at my waist into a large fluffy bow at the back of the dress.

They then cuffed my wrists once again and took me back and stood me under the pulley arrangement hanging from the ceiling. A few pulls on the rope and Madge had me standing straight up once again, teetering on my heels as the gown and petticoats swished around me.

Ruth then added a double layered white chiffon veil and pinned the cap to my now feminized hairdo. Once she was finished Madge gave another pull on the rope.

The rope whistled through the pulley causing my feet to barely touch the floor. Another pull and my feet left the floor altogether!

With one more pull my feet were over a foot off the floor. Madge then tied off the rope securely so it wouldn't slip.

She then gathered a few other objects I had never seen before and then both ladies began working me over.

Madge fluffed up my dress, then pulled my white satin panties down. They swished easily over the nylons I was wearing and once they were completely off she tossed them on the bed.

Ruth started adding ankle straps to my legs which included a shiny metal bar then tied me so my legs were spread and hooked the center of the bar into a metal ring under the carpet bolted into the floor which kept me from flailing my legs.

Madge added a similar contraption with a metal bar and strapped my thighs and cinched them down. A few adjustments later and my thighs had been stretched and forced wide.

I sobbed in a scared voice begging to be let down and asking what was going on. When I asked why, she said, "You'll see sweetie, you'll see!

After making sure the mirror was directly in front of me, Ruth began gathering the dress and all the petticoats and pulling them up around my waist, exposing me as Madge put the bath towel under me and spread it out on the floor!

I now knew what was next! Madge giggled as I twitched trying to get away! Madge moved behind me and wrapped her arms around me then giggled at the sight of my tiny flaccid penis and little hairless scrotum.

I noticed they had dyed my little patch of pubic hair blonde too and had trimmed it into a little muff. It was embarrassing to notice the little pink satin ribbon they had added on for further feminizing effect!

She ran her fingers down the soft shaft causing me to squirm but with my feet off the floor and ankles tied wide and with that thigh spreader contraption holding me wide I could only gasp and squirm.

Ruth held the dress out of the way as Madge continued. What's the matter? I grunted as she started to gently work my little penis. And in moments I could feel myself blushing as I struggled, with Madge working me she was getting me hard!

She then began stroking me! I gasped and grunted trying to get lose but it was hopeless. I could only hear the ropes creak and the satin of the dress swish as both ladies now looked on at what they were doing to me!

I began to struggle even more as Madge picked up the pace. Such a precious little sissy! It didn't take long this time and finally I felt myself spasm, my little hard-on twitching in Madge's hand as she worked me, and watched the little spurts of come spray out and fall to the bath towel on the floor.

Ruth giggled too at the pathetic little display and asked Madge. Madge brought in a little package then pulled my veil up.

She then took a strapped contraption with some type of gag and began trying to force it into my mouth. I tried to get her to let me down, saying I had learned my lesson as I hung there in red faced embarrassment but she only continued as she forced the rubber bulb past my glossy red lips and into my mouth!

I was whimpering as she quickly pulled the straps tight around my head. We wouldn't want to have the neighbors hear now would we? Once she had the gag tightly buckled she hooked up a little tube with a squeeze ball and began pumping it, squeezing it in her hand.

I felt the rubber bulb begin to inflate in my mouth! Madge continued pumping until my mouth was filled and my cheeks were puffed out making me totally silent.

She unscrewed the pump bulb then put the veil back down. Madge, now pulling on a pair of white latex gloves finished by opening a tube of lubricant and applying a good measure to two fingers of her right hand.

It's going to be a little intense for him. I grunted as I felt Madge find the opening and struggled but it was no use. I gasped as I felt her work two fingers inside, twisting them back and forth, forcing them in deeper!

I tried to pull my legs together but it was no use. She held me closer probing, working her lubricated fingers in deeper and deeper. My little penis still hung spent and flaccid but I could feel something strange happening.

Madge found my little prostate and started massaging it! She then reached around with her left hand and after fumbling behind my little nut sack she squeezed the inner root of my penis and began massaging it!

I gasped and struggled pulling at the creaking ropes and "glubbing" into the gag as Ruth looked on and started to smile as Madge giggled knowing exactly what she was now doing!

That got his attention! The room was silent except for my twitching which caused the ropes and leather straps to creak and the satin of the gown to swish slightly but Madge held me tight and kept going as Ruth looked on.

I'm going to make him come until he can't take anymore! I gasped and grunted but Madge continued with a smile and a satisfied giggle.

I am massaging you, forcing your little testicles and all your little glands to make more sissy cream! Once you start dribbling little sissy boy I can keep working you for hours if I have to!

Then a clear drop of liquid formed at the tip of my penis! It dripped to the towel below as Madge kept up! It was too much to endure!

I struggled, gasped and writhed as the ladies held me. Madge was now having her fun and her payback at my getting into her things.

It just feels so intense, doesn't it Timmy dear? I tried to fight it but it was no use! My body twitched and spasmed as she worked me.

I began seeing stars, my ears rang! My hips began bucking wildly, almost humping as they held me, forcing me to endure the 'milking'!

The satin gown swished as my thighs trembled and I gasped and "glubbed" helplessly into the gag! This went on for nearly an hour until finally my little penis and lower insides felt like they were going to seize up!

Finally my penis stopped dripping, my insides totally spent! Madge worked me a while longer, but once sure I was totally drained and dry she released her hold behind my nut sack then took her fingers out of me with a lubricated 'splork!

I hung motionless and limp as she lowered me on the rope just a bit, then took away the thigh spreader as Ruth untied my spread ankles.

Madge took the white satin panties from the bed and took a pair of briefer panties from her dresser and came back to me.

She took my sore little manhood and pushed my little testicles up inside me and tucked my little penis tightly back. She pulled the little white panty briefer up tight over my hips and made sure I was properly tucked, my little mound now looking just like a girls vagina!

She then pulled the white satin panties up my legs and smoothed them into place over the briefer!

She giggled as she worked her fingers between my thighs feeling my new little "V" mound as I squirmed! Ruth then tied my ankles back together and hooked the rope through the eyelet under the carpet and cinched me down.

Madge pulled my wrist ropes once again until my body was stretched tight once again. Madge fluffed the gown out and all the petticoats until they were wide and sweeping.

Ruth gathered the bath towel from the floor and made sure the mirror was directly in front of me as they finished.

They straightened the room and paid me one last visit. You just stare into that mirror and marvel at how pretty a little sissy you've become!

With that, she went back to her bag of tricks and took out some cotton surgical tape. As Ruth lifted my veil and held my face Madge took four strips of the tape and, holding my eye's open, taped both the top and bottom lid's open wide so I couldn't close my eyes!

She fluffed my veil back down then finished by saying. Now you'll have to look at yourself! You have a pleasant afternoon now! I grunted and twitched in the silence of the room but couldn't get loose!

Hanging there in the silence of Madge's bedroom I only had the smell of perfume and the swish of the satin gown for company. It was sickening to see myself in the full length mirror all dolled up like I was.

Total makeup, pierced ears and a feminine hairdo and I could even notice my painted toenails in my open toed, stiletto heeled shoes under the mass of frothy petticoats and the satin gown!

I wondered what Madge and Ruth were doing as I began hearing them moving around the house but could only imagine as I hung there, helpless, forced to look at the sissy boy in the flowing, white satin gown!

I was so spent and tired I either fell asleep or blacked out a couple times but finally late in the afternoon I heard the bedroom door open!

Madge seemed to take delight at seeing me still enduring my latest punishment. She came over and ran her hands over my body, feeling my curves under all that creamy satin as it swished.

Too weak to stand, I collapsed in a swirl of satin and lay on the floor. Madge undid my wrist cuffs, took the tape from my eyelids and removed my gag after letting the air out of it while Ruth undid my ankle cuffs.

After putting everything away they helped me to my feet and took me over to the bed. I tried to talk but after being drugged, forcibly 'milked' and dressed like I was wobbling on the heels I was groggy from the experience.

I pleaded with them to forgive me and let me go. She then produced a few pairs of panties and stockings once again and started working the panties into my mouth.

Once my mouth was brimming with the lacy nylon she then pulled one of her nylon stockings tightly over my head just like before.

She then gathered another stocking and began working it over my head as well. It felt tighter but swished and zipped easily over the first stocking until she had it pulled down tight and was smoothing the bottom around my neck!

She finished by taking another stocking and tying my wrists securely behind me. They then laid me in the middle of the bed. Madge fluffed out my gown as Ruth put one of the satin pillows under my nylon nob of a head.

They then sat on the bed beside me as Madge filled me in on the rest of the plan. I am sorry we had to put you out but we wanted to make it as easy as we could to get you dolled up once again.

And that little milking was to make you easy to handle and more relaxed. What we have decided Timmy is that you won't be going home with Ruth after all!

You'll be staying here from now and on and get a good home schooling by your dear auntie Madge and learn how to be a proper lady-of-the-house!

Isn't that just wonderful? After you were out from the chloroform I gave you two large injections! You'll start growing your own real breasts in no time.

The doctor assured me that with you being only twelve, you'll never grow whiskers or have a deep voice to worry about.

Isn't it wonderful we got to you at such a young age? You will just be the perfect little lady and nobody will ever know you weren't born a real girl!

The story continued. Madge had gotten with Ruth weeks before and told her what had happened. They decided it was no use to try and cure me so they decided to change me into a girl!

Are you going nuts or something? Well, SAY something! Just a gag I was going to play on you. She gathered up the garments.

And look, just look at my panties. Oh, Don… you should be spanked! I walked in and headed for the bathroom with Janet following. No one was about.

I still say you should be spanked. I swallowed hard. This was humiliation at its worst, but I could see no escape. I started undressing.

All the while janet stood waiting in the doorway. She had placed the clothing on the bed, except for one item she held in her hands.

Awkwardly I slipped into it. She fastened it behind me. It felt strange to wear, but I had to admit it held my shoulders back and seemed to help my posture.

Silly is it? And half ruining them, too! Put those stockings and and finish up. I sat down on a chair and stepped into the long sheer black hose.

They were a bit small for me but I made out the best I could. And then I put on the pink round garters while Janet showed me how to fix them.

She tossed a pair of pink bloomers into my lap, similar to the ones I had seen on the clothes line. They were delivered to me by mistake.

But they will fit you. Unexpectedly, I saw her reach to her side and unzip her black satin skirt. I whimpered and shuffled my feet, trying to stall and drag out the process but she soon grabbed my wrist and sternly pulled me next to her.

I could hear the disappointment in her voice and I felt deeply ashamed at my childish lack of control. I had always wanted nothing more than for her to return my respect and admiration and now it was obvious I had neither.

I gasped as she pulled down my pee-stained underwear, exposing my tiny, quivering little penis to her stern eyes. I was highly sensitive to it being exposed since my entire package was only about the size of three small grapes.

The fact was, my shaft was little more than just a nub, looking more like a small cap than a real penis. Taking me over her lap, she gently pushed my thighs apart and began dipping Vaseline into my shy back hole.

I squirmed and whimpered, unaccustomed to such treatment and I bit my lip in helpless angst. Suddenly, I felt the cold, greasy nozzle tip against my tight, puckering hole and it felt much bigger than I expected.

Moving the pliable nozzle around, she soon found the proper angle and I felt it slowly push past my defeated sphincter. Gently, she eased it in and I moaned from the feeling of rubbery fullness.

I gasped for breath and for a moment, looked across the room at the far windows. To my utter shame, I saw three of the girls in my class, their faces pressed up against the window as they gleefully watched my humiliating punishment.

Taylor released the clip and the first soapy surge of warm water began flowing freely into my rectum. Maybe I need to have a discussion with your mommy about that.

She shut the clip on the hose, waiting patiently for the water to slowly seep deeper into my innards. I groaned with shame and discomfort, squirming over her firm lap as more soapy water flowed uninterrupted inside me.

Taylor scolded me in her demeaning voice as she held the nozzle in place, buried deep into my backside. My back hole felt so completely stuffed and flexing my muscles had no effect whatsoever on the flow of water.

It just kept coming, filling my bowels as I whined and squirmed across her thighs. My view was filled with her sexy high heels but at the moment, they were the last thing on my mind.

Finally, the bag was reaching the end and my belly ached with cramps. At long last, she pulled the slippery nozzle out of my tortured hole and I sighed with relief.

Carefully, she helped me to my feet and she looked deep into my tearful eyes, making me feel very small and inferior. Opening a desk drawer, she produced a very babyish pair of underwear that looked like a one piece diaper.

It had pink bunnies and elephants across the plastic and she opened it so I could step into them. I felt like such a baby, wearing the infantile underwear and I blushed anew as she looked down into my embarrassed face.

Turning me around, she dismissed me with a swat to my now padded bottom. Twenty minutes later, I came sheepishly back into the classroom, still wearing the prissy pull-up which at least hid my embarrassing, tiny package.

Taylor was holding a pink pair of plastic panties and I gulped when she motioned for me to come over and step into them.

I stood there like a helpless toddler being dressed by his mommy, my hands waving in the air as I whimpered with humiliation.

Looking down at the girlish baby panties covering the pull-ups, I blushed all over again at my infantile underwear. Handing me the sealed note, she helped me get into my pants although they barely fit now over the bulkiness of my pull-ups and it would be obvious to anyone that saw me what I had on underneath.

I was deeply ashamed as I trudged home, the pretty plastic panties crinkling noisily with each step I took. I could only imagine what my stunning teacher had written and I dreaded handing it over to my mom who I knew was sure to punish me for my wetting.

It was bad enough that I wet the bed nearly every night and I feared my nighttime diapers would soon be getting pinned on me for daytimes too.

Stepping through the front door with trepidation, I saw my mom sitting at the dining room table, occupied with reading a magazine. I bit my lip and slowly made my way over to her, the panties crinkling loudly in the quiet house.

My cheeks flushed a deep red. Standing up, she undid the snap on my trousers and tugged them down, exposing the pull-up and pink plastic panties.

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I was feeling my sore wrists and working my sore jaws as she pulled down the covers on the bed and untied my ankles, then removed the stocking from the bed frame.

She came around and got a good look at me squirming on the satin sheets in the cloud of nylon chiffon of all those nightgowns as I sat up and swished my nyloned legs over the edge of the bed.

Once the lingerie was piled high on the bed and I was totally naked once again I was given my orders by my auntie, orders that seemed nothing out of the ordinary, like nothing ever happened.

I could feel my face flush red with embarrassment but I did exactly as I was told. I listened for a moment as she straightened her room and could hear her giggling with satisfaction!

I took my shower and it felt good as the hot water soaked the soreness out of my muscles from being tied to the bed all night. The soap washed away the perfumed fragrance of all of Madge's lingerie as well.

I dried off then returned to my room and got ready for breakfast. It felt good to be back in my blue jeans, shirt and tennis shoes.

I was setting the table as Madge returned. I took my seat as she entered and tied a feminine apron around her waist and began cooking breakfast.

I could smell her perfume and hear her nylons wisp under her tight satin lined wool skirt as she moved about mincing and clicking on her high heels!

I noticed her breasts jiggling under her satin blouse and the "tinkly" sound her jewelry made as she moved. But then I began to remember the night before and earlier in that evening, my being discovered wearing her lingerie and then being forced to endure my punishment by being given a feminine overdose.

I turned back to the table and waited for breakfast. Madge looked at me like nothing was out of the ordinary, or nothing had happened.

If that had been the case it would have been like before, but now it wasn't. She had forcibly dressed me in her lingerie and humiliated me like a little "sissy boy" in front of her mirror all the while making me watch as she held me, then jerked my pathetic little hard on and then giggled at the little twitching "boy" spurts as I came.

It was embarrassing and I could hardly look at her but now, it seemed as if everything had been forgotten. With my punishment now complete, things would return to as they had been.

However, I now had those memories seared into my mind! I finished breakfast then decided to take a walk to the park to get some fresh air.

I thought about a lot of things on the way to the park. I still had nearly the whole summer to spend with aunt Madge and with nowhere else to go I decided to get my act together and then try to forget about everything that had happened.

Supper went well that night with the usual small talk then afterwards we both watched a few television shows until bed time.

The days started passing by and then a couple weeks. It was nice to see everything back to the way it was and Madge never mentioned or even hinted about the little punishment episode with me.

That was a relief at least, and, I was always on my best manners and behavior and did what I was told. I was the perfect houseguest because knowing my auntie now, and how severe things could become if she was displeased, I didn't want to risk further punishment!

I went back to doing a bit of cleaning and yard work for Madge like I had done all along and the small talk between us continued. Between the times I wasn't watching a show or a movie or out riding my bike somewhere or when Madge wasn't baking something or attending a ladies meeting somewhere we would usually talk about all sorts of things.

She would ask if I was getting excited about school, about girlfriends. But I never liked school much and didn't have a girlfriend.

She thought it a bit strange I guess but I told her I didn't have any guy friends either, not really, a few back home, but we just hung out.

A pretty boring conversation really. The next Saturday it was business as usual. While Madge went to the beauty parlor for her weekly hair-set and manicure It was my job to vacuum and dust the house.

After doing the breakfast dishes I watched Madge gather her purse and coat and as she left I continued my work. I watched her drive out of the garage, down the drive and then down the street.

I got busy and started, because I knew I had only a couple hours to get things done and knew how much Madge appreciated a clean house when she got home.

It usually meant a few dollars extra for me to go downtown and see a movie or head for the toy store or the magazine rack to look at the science fiction comics and then she'd even get us a big pizza or something just as good for supper.

It was a weekly routine I liked. I worked quickly and everything was going along just fine until I came to Madge's bedroom once again. I quickly vacuumed the room remembering what had happened in here just a couple weeks ago as I noticed the large, full length mirror in it's wooden frame sitting in the corner.

I noticed the large queen-sized bed with the satin comforter too then quickly finished and after that vacuumed the hallway and finished with my room.

It had been easy for the most part, but now, as I moved through the house cleaning and ended up back in Madge's bedroom with the dust cloth, I began thinking once again.

I began dusting the chairs and the bed posts and headboard then moved to the large white dresser. I began dusting the top and paused.

The room was silent. I felt my heart start to pound and my throat tighten as I thought about looking through the dresser drawers again!

I looked at the clock to see that Madge would still be gone for at least another hour. I started dusting, but within moments there I was, standing motionless at the dresser once again.

I opened the top drawer and could instantly smell Madge's perfume. The piles of lacy, frilly lingerie gleamed in the light!

A dozen pairs of her sheer nylon hose were all carefully folded in their little lingerie compartments, shining, waiting for their next use. I noticed the garter belts and the brassieres, I ran my hands over the cool slipperiness of the panties, the lacy nylon full slips and camisoles and felt the tight Lycra spandex of the panty-girdles as I marveled in a trance-like state.

Then the thought of my punishment returned! I could feel Madge's tight embrace as she held me, fluffing those slips and nightgowns up, holding my panties and bloomers down as my gartered, nyloned legs trembled on the stiletto heels as she worked me!

I could hear her giggles, see her determined, smile and remembered her wild-eyed look as she took an almost sadistic pleasure in my punishment.

I quickly closed the drawer finished dusting and then just as quickly left the room! My head was filled with all sorts of thoughts the whole next week but things went about routinely.

But soon it was Saturday once again! I went through my chores as I always did, but once again I paused while dusting as I found myself again at the large white dresser in Madge's room.

My breath was short and my hands trembled as I opened the top dresser drawer once again. It was intoxicating!

I studied the neat rows and folded piles of Madge's lingerie as I smelled her feminine perfume. My mind seemed to go into a whirl for a moment.

I closed the dresser drawer then quickly went to my room. Madge made dinner that night as I set the table and looked through a couple of magazines.

We talked about how the day went and she mentioned how pleased she was at how nice I was doing my chores and in keeping the house clean. I thought it was nice of her, but now, like always, I could only study the sexually exciting auntie Madge and how she moved around the kitchen.

I noticed she had on a silky dress tonight. It was amazing to watch it swish and flutter as she moved. And she always wore those slippery, shiny stockings that teased me so and those ever present high heels that clicked across the floor as she minced along, her silken hips wiggling with each step.

She joined me on the couch after supper while I had tuned in a movie. She sat next to me, I heard the swish of her nylons as she crossed her legs and then smoothed her dress.

She then hugged me telling me how much she enjoyed my company for the summer and said she would hate to see it end in the fall! A bit of polite talk continued during the commercials and for a while after the movie, but soon it was getting late.

I said goodnight and then with that it was off to my room to get some sleep. I felt weak as I entered my bedroom. I closed and then locked the door then started undressing for bed.

I took off my shoes and socks, my shirt, my T-shirt and then undid the belt on my blue jeans. I took them off and then looked in the mirror. I was very excited, but felt a bit sickened to see myself wearing the lace trimmed, black satin camisole, the matching tap pants and the shiny, slippery taupe colored hose that were tightly gartered to one of Madge's garter belts!

I quickly took the lingerie off then changed into my pyjamas. I pulled down the covers on the bed and after carefully folding all the lingerie I put it between the mattress and box spring!

I laid down exhausted and tried to sleep. How stupid I had been! I should have just dusted Madge's bedroom quicker I thought or even avoided that room all together, at least for a while.

But I hadn't! And even with those memories of my punishment still fresh in my mind I was back at it once again! I could have been caught just like before.

When Madge hugged me I was lucky she didn't feel the nylon of that camisole sliding under my shirt! I had tucked my shirt in, but left it lose this time to not show any straps by accident and had buckled my belt tightly as well to keep everything in place.

I'd been lucky! But I tried to relax my thoughts by telling myself it could still work. I could have my fun and if I was careful this time, much more careful, Madge would never know!

I wouldn't be able to try on any of her dresses or those nice high heels of hers and no makeup either but I could quietly enjoy her lingerie.

And after all, once the summer was over everything would get back to normal and no one would be the wiser. I had gotten a break that helped in my decision.

In addition to my Saturday routine she had me helping with the wash now too. Madge had taught me how to wash clothes and what went where and how to wash all the different fabrics with different wash cycles and how to use different soaps.

Blue jeans were separate, just a scoop of Tide, while whites were separate, washed on hot and with the same soap. I was a bit nervous in washing her lingerie though.

She showed me how to set the washer to the delicate cycle then showed me the proper wash temperature and amount of Woolite to add and how to hand wash her nylon stockings and then hang them on the drying rod in the basement!

It was a bit embarrassing with her standing over my shoulder as she watched me wash her lingerie in the wash basin but added that I was getting to be quite the little helper, secure in the knowledge that this was most likely as close as I would ever get to her things ever again!

I often heard her stifle a giggle when ever she would watch me handle her things, but little did she know. Now I could borrow her lingerie and then wash it out and mix it in with all her other things and finally put them in the laundry basket when they were clean and dry.

She then would take the basket up to her room to fold and then return everything to her dresser drawers. I remember her giggling when she asked me If I wanted that chore as well.

I couldn't help feeling she was toying with me, but we both remembered my "punishment" and it was simply left as such, just a memory and an understanding.

Little did she know that while she watched me wash her nylon stockings in the sink I was wearing a pair of the same kind under my blue jeans firmly attached to another of her garter belts under a pair of her lace trimmed satin panties!

It was a bit embarrassing but I could feel the excitement return. The excitement of doing what I wasn't supposed to do, that swagger of arrogance on my part that wanted to tell auntie that my legs were probably prettier than hers!

And I guess in secretly standing up to her in defiance even after my punishment. Another week passed and I found I was now wearing nearly everything that wouldn't show through my street clothes.

I tried her briefers, pantyhose and teddies along with panty girdles too! It was quite an enjoyable sensation in having my run of that lingerie drawer and in wearing her clothes.

And since I was more than careful this time I wouldn't be caught again. I began waiting for the next Saturday when I would have another chance to get a fresh collection of lingerie for my secret under-bed hiding place.

I was careful not to ever take too much though and so far everything was working. I found I wasn't scared at entering Madge's bedroom anymore and it became almost second nature now to rummage through her dresser drawers making my selection for the coming week.

I carefully looked through the lingerie making sure to keep everything just so and wrinkle free so she would never know I had been in her things.

I took out some nylon stockings and two pairs of her glossy, taupe support hose almost without a thought, but this time I heard a "click!

And then I noticed something new that had been added. On a little table in the corner of the room I noticed a little air purifier machine!

I noticed the little red light that showed it was working as It hummed along and then heard a "pop" and another "click" as it continued cleaning the air.

It was a bit unnerving but I composed myself, finished making my selection of panties, camisoles and even borrowed a silky, nylon pants liner like a slip for your legs!

I straightened the dresser then left the room. I found it felt delicious over the nylons when I tried it on that afternoon then wore it the rest of the day.

And all the while poor "dizzy" Madge didn't have a clue! I didn't mean to denigrate her because I liked her so much, but really, she just didn't understand me, or who I was.

I wasn't hurting anyone and she should have understood that. But that's the way it was I guess.

I looked at the calendar then realized summer vacation was almost over! It was now only three weeks before I was scheduled to hop the plane for home and say goodbye to dear auntie for another year.

And then it was three weeks later, and another Saturday! After my trip to the dresser in Madge's room I had selected my favorite outfit of hers. It was that black satin camisole and the matching lace trimmed black satin tap pants and the garter belt that held those long taupe nylons so nice and shiny and tight on my legs!

Once I got changed into that outfit I put on my shirt and jeans. I finished my housework as usual then planned on spending my last weekend with dear auntie Madge before flying back home that Sunday night.

Things had gone really well and I was even thinking about my visit for next summer when Madge returned with a surprise! I was in the kitchen straightening up when she got back from the beauty parlor.

She was nearly an hour late this time though and I soon learned why when I saw my mom come through the front door with her!

Madge put her coat away then excused herself to go to the basement. I hugged and greeted Ruth! We sat and talked in the kitchen and were into quite a conversation about her schooling and in talking about the fall and everything as Madge came through the kitchen with her basket of lingerie to take to her bedroom just like usual.

Ruth seemed glad to see me! I guess I should have called her "Mom" as I usually did but she wasn't really my mom. We weren't even related!

And although "Auntie Madge" wasn't really my aunt I still called her "Auntie" just the same. I had been living with Ruth for several years as a foster child and had stayed on even after she had gotten divorced.

We got along great but I always figured it was a little strange that Social Services didn't place me with another family. But I had been caught by one other foster mom.

I had gotten into her things when I was only eight or so. It was embarrassing to me and I don't remember all of the details but she didn't find it funny that a little boy would be going through her dresses and lingerie.

I guess she didn't want me around anymore because It wasn't long after that, that I was placed with Ruth and her husband. Anyway, things were going alright now so it didn't really matter anymore.

I was just looking forward to getting back to my regular life. Ruth had me go get packed and soon all my things were boxed and stacked neatly by the front door.

Madge was making coffee in the kitchen and getting ready to see us on our way. She then went to a cabinet and took out a large photo album.

Let's have another look through some pictures for old times sake shall we? You know how lonely it can be for me living alone here all winter.

I sat in the middle with Madge and Ruth on each side of me. They sat close as Madge crossed her nyloned legs with a swish then began paging through the old photos.

I guess I was part of the family now. There was a picture of all three of us at our house in early spring and another at Madge's for the holidays.

There were other people as well but more of me as an even younger kid and me on my bike and hitting baseballs and at a summer barbeque from a couple years back showing me and Madge.

She seemed to enjoy having the pictures as memories as she paged through the large album. She then turned another of the thick pages to reveal more photos.

My stomach began to churn at what I saw as Madge and Ruth sat close looking over the pictures. Madge turned the page again, then again and again. It was me, and in these new pictures I was in Madge's bedroom, dusting, and going through her lingerie drawers!

Maybe our precious sweetie here really wants to be a girl! Isn't that right Timmy!? I noticed that every one of them were in order too, every Saturday from nearly the beginning as I started in rummaging through Madge's lingerie drawers and wearing her lingerie once again.

Both ladies giggled at seeing me holding the lingerie and feeling it as the pictures plainly showed. Madge kept turning the pages showing the Saturdays passing.

I started to squirm but the ladies sat me tight between them as they continued. They reached the last couple pages which were now today's pictures!

I felt my head spin, my ears ring and my stomach twist into knots as I started to say I was sorry, just like before but although both ladies heard me it didn't make a bit of difference this time.

Madge closed the photo album and set it on the end table. She worked fast as Madge held my arms and in my confused state it wasn't long before my shirt was torn open with buttons flying exposing the gleaming, lace trimmed, black satin camisole.

There I was now, sitting between Ruth and Madge in that black satin camisole, the matching tap pants and those tightly gartered nylons that now swished and gleamed in the room light as I struggled to get up and get away in embarrassment.

Suddenly I felt something wet being pushed across my face! Madge had taken something out of the end table drawer, I noticed the cotton wadding and the little bottle of liquid sitting there as well as two little bottles and what looked like syringes!!

As Ruth helped hold me Madge held my upper chest with one arm pulling me tightly to her while at the same time keeping the damp cotton pressed against my face.

I gasped and coughed at the first whiff. I could smell the sickly "hospital" odor of the liquid and tried to struggle to get away not knowing what was going on!

I "mmmuummmfffed" into the mound of cotton wadding wild-eyed and flailing to escape but Madge held me tight to her chest, my head firmly between her large swaying breasts as it slipped on the satin of her blouse as I struggled!

I could hear my nylons swishing as I squirmed my legs but Ruth held me tight as they waited in the silence while the chloroform took effect. I jerked and twitched struggling further but Madge fixed that by easily pulling me around on the couch and putting me into a scissor lock!

With my arms stuck behind me and with her legs tight around my waist and Ruth holding my legs down I quickly began to feel weaker and weaker!

I could feel my strength ebbing as I twitched, my head tight between Madge's satin bloused breasts as she held the cloth to my face.

I could feel my eyelids begin to sag as I blinked weakly. Then my gasps and moans began to quiet as well. I felt Madge and then Ruth relax their grip on me.

Nighty night little princess," I heard Madge say with a smile as I finally went limp and the room went black! Last edited by SatinPunishment on Wed Apr 09, am, edited 3 times in total.

If you are caught, your punishment is a reward. I remembered being caught, again, but this time it was different. I was worried about Madge carrying out her threats to take me shopping for dresses dressed like a girl but,this was nothing like before and it was embarrassing to have Ruth here now but since she already knew about me it didn't make much difference.

Madge had proven to be smarter than I thought. She must have known I wouldn't change. Adding that air purifier to her room, that was clever. The noise it made disguised the camera she had hidden in the room that took all those pictures of me.

She had rigged the bedroom door to activate the camera to take a picture every twenty seconds or so until the door closed again. So each time I entered the room she had several pictures of me dusting and especially going through her things!

The clever part was how she got the pictures. She had hidden a printer down in the basement and with a little lap top computer simply printed out the pictures she wanted to add to the photo album later.

It was all quite a plan and it scared me when I realized that Ruth was in on it as well! I felt like I was floating in limbo!

I could hear laughter and giggles and could feel water running against me, feeling someone working me over! I could feel hands on my face, the pain of my eyebrows being plucked and someone doing something with my hair and voices commenting all the while in a faint discombooberated laughter mixed with purposeful speech but couldn't understand!

I felt a dull click then felt the pain in each earlobe and could hear more giggles, more talking and planning. I felt myself floating once again then felt the swish of satin and nylon and could smell perfume but couldn't associate it with anything and couldn't do anything about it as I floated in the blackness.

Then suddenly I noticed something bright and pink! It started coming into focus. I awoke to find I was lying on Madge's bed looking up at the frilly satin canopy of her large four poster bed!

I blinked and turned my head slowly and groggily and could already smell the perfume. I then saw Madge in her closet moving and looking through things.

Ruth then entered the room and began searching the dresser drawers and taking out several items of frilly lingerie.

I moved my leg and felt the nylon swish on the satin comforter as I tried to lift my head but fell back silently still to weak to move.

Madge noticed then approached with a smile, and she was holding a large garment bag filled with some frilly concoction.

Look who's finally awake! She then took out the large dress and fluffed it out. I then started drifting in and out as I heard them continue their girl talk and giggle.

I heard mention of me as well, how the name "Timmy" wouldn't suit me anymore and that "Tamara" would be much nicer and in talking about measurements and other things, but I still wasn't sure what was going on.

I then felt a light slap at my cheek which brought me back to reality. It was Madge. I am so sorry we had to resort to putting you out sweetie, but you were so much more manageable that way and it made our work much easier," she said as she smiled sweetly then moved away once again.

I looked at my hands after instinctively raising them to protect my cheeks then noticed my arms were once again totally smooth and hairless and my fingernails had now been worked on!

They had glued salon nails on me and had painted them a bright gloss red! I tried to sit up. I raised my head to see I was already wearing a garter belt with long opera length white nylon hose.

They gleamed in the light as I moved my legs, swishing them on the satin comforter as I rose to my elbows to look further. They had me back in those creamy, white satin panties with the delicate lace trim and the pretty blue satin bows on the front of the legs and at the waist and had also put me into a pair of white, open toed ankle strap pumps with six-inch heels that were tightly strapped to my feet.

It was then that I noticed my polished toenails matched my manicure! I got a shock to see I now had breasts! I squeezed them then noticed they wouldn't come off!

You will in a little while," she giggled. I could feel their weight, noticed the size of the areola and saw how the large nipples jutted out as the forms jiggled just like they were real.

I pulled at them again but found they were indeed stuck tightly. I realized they were securely glued to my hairless chest filling me out just like a woman!

Ruth then came over, sat me up then sitting behind me took a white satin brassiere and wrapped it around me!

After putting my arms through the straps she lifted the brassiere, fitted my new, jiggely breasts into each of the cups then hooked the bra securely at the back.

She finished by adjusting the straps. As she tightened them my bust began to lift as the brassiere began to support the heavy forms.

When she finally finished fussing with the straps my bust stood straight out! Before I could mumble a question Ruth helped me to my feet. I teetered on the heels as Madge set an old fashioned white satin corset on the bed and put a cloth tape around my waist.

They continued on as before, all matter-of-fact like nothing was out of the ordinary. And he's not going to be able to stand while I lace him into the corset," Madge said with a bit of angst at my waist size and in still being groggy.

She found a solution by clasping and then buckling fleece lined leather cuffs around each of my wrists and moving me away from the bed towards the side of the room.

As Ruth held me, Madge attached a clip to the cuffs to keep my wrists together then got on a sturdy chair and looped the long clothesline rope through the large metal eyelet and pulley arrangement in the ceiling!

My head was spinning as she got down from the chair, put it aside and started pulling the rope tight. Soon my arms were over my head!

Ruth stood back as Madge pulled again until the rope was tight and I was standing there teetering on the stiletto heels! Madge went to the bed and gathered the corset and returned to me as I stood there in my brassiere, my garter belt with the white glossy nylons and the pretty white satin panties I was now tightly tucked into that she had used on me before.

I wobbled on the heels as I felt my legs shake but couldn't fall because I was tightly tied and suspended from my wrists.

As I hung there I felt Madge put the corset around my waist! Now it will be much easier to dress you," she said as she began.

She carefully hooked all seven of the front busk hooks and centered the long satin corset on my waist and hips making sure it came to just below the white satin brassiere.

I felt stuffed, bloated, and my body had already started suggesting I open up and release the obstruction. I knew better.

To do so without specific orders would lead to even worse repercussions. I heard plastic crackle, and she gently lifted my buttocks from the table with a palm.

After a swishing sound, she had me relax again, and my rear landed on the soft interior padding of a disposable diaper, and I knew exactly how I'd be humiliating myself when I was finally allowed to release the bananas.

She taped the diaper tightly and firmly over my crotch: a thick, wide diaper of the kind especially sold for fetish players. And damned if my dick wasn't betraying me already by getting in her way, hard and trying to reach full attention under the padding.

She laughed and stroked me briefly through the rustling softness. I could barely feel her teasing hand on me now; assuming I would be standing up at some point, walking was going to be a little awkward.

I then recognized the soft and slick coolness of a pair of plastic pants being worked down my legs, and I raised my butt one more time. I felt her tug at me, and a pinch at my waist, followed by the click of a small lock, and knew I was going to be in these diapers for a while.

I'll help you," and she did just that. She closed the back zipper, and fussed about my waist for a moment, then I felt her hands on my blindfold.

I saw myself in the mirror. My pink plastic maid's dress enclosed my body, sleeves and skirt puffing out from the sleek slick torso.

The skirt could hardly help puffing out over the triple diaper and locking pants. I felt silly, but I knew from plenty of experience that she liked seeing me like this.

Both my fetish girly clothes and my blushing turned her on so much, and I found hope that maybe this punishment would end nicely, and soon.

I needed that hope, because already I wanted to fill my diaper with my bananas so badly: I didn't know how much longer I could hold out. At least she was a lovely distraction, I had to admit.

Her dress shone, high-necked long-sleeved short-skirted black latex. She spun slowly before me, and as the light played over her gorgeous rear, my hard-on tried desperately again to assert itself in its padded prison and I moaned once more.

Something bothered me, but I was far too busy with all the sensations assaulting me to thing about it much. Come now We entered the kitchen, and then I realized what I'd been wondering: how'd she get the dress polished so well?

The answer practically preceded the question, because seated at the table were two of her best friends from our kink group, one in a white vinyl catsuit and the other in a transparent latex dress.

Their outfits gleamed as they grinned at me. They'd seen me like this once or twice before, but that didn't stop the blush from intensifying, and it certainly did nothing to suppress my other natural physical reactions to all this shiny loveliness before me.

To this day, I have no idea what I served them. I probably assembled sandwiches from deli sliced meats, cheese, and bread, and filled their glasses with tea or lemonade, but the distractions or front and back pressure and glossy beauty are all I remember.

What subtle, devilish punishment! Sure, I was having fun, enormous fun, but I wanted to touch, to taste, to play, and I wanted not to have to think about keeping myself clenched tight!

Incredible torture! She dropped something, a fork or a napkin. I don't remember that, either. But I bent to pick it up, at the knees, not at the waist, just as I'd learned is done in a short skirt, and right then, nature's demands could no longer be resisted.

I had to grab the table edge with both hands to keep from falling over, and I grunted loudly as four bananas were finally set free.

I didn't want to look at any of them, I must have been red as a fire truck just then. Close your eyes. She moved around behind me, and put her hand on my bottom.

She couldn't possibly have felt what I'd done through all the padding, but she pressed her hand against me, manipulating the mess in my triple-thick diaper, and I thanked my stars for that enema, and her blessed lack of interest in playing with real bodily waste.

Frankly, right then I wanted to melt into any convenient crack in the floor. Oh, no. Oh, oh no. Something thick, heavy, and slightly lumpy yet smooth slid down my backside, pooling slowly in my crotch and starting to fill the rear of my diapers.

And to show no more than the crook of the cane handle in the corner of the image is also a moment of culture and subtle restraint what a contrast to the full-frontal, head-on brandishing of the slipper on the cover of Janus not really my own taste.

But, above all, my heart leapt at the joyful return of schoolgirl gingham! So long overdue and so proper and right for a summer edition.

It is, in sum, a cover of which you, sir, should feel proud indeed. Dress, posture, the lovely, teenaged figure of your model, the freeze-frame calm before the stomach-churning storm of what we hope will be a severe caning.

The tableau is clear enough, but the imagination still has room enough to wander. Yours etc,. Lucy Naylor is a particularly superb naughty schoolgirl in edition I like the use of summer uniform — the simple cotton printed dress from my own school days, to be worn, with a blazer, between the Whitsun half-term and the summer holidays.

The rest of the year it was blouse, tie and pleated skirt with blazer. The whole photo-shoot is very good indeed. I like to see shots of the cane across knickers before they are pulled down for a good, bare bottom caning.

One thing I would ask is for a couple of shots across the back of the dress or skirt, this is how I got it at school. Natalie in is equally as good, although I am less keen on seeing her strip off for the cane, however my husband disagrees with me on this!

The cover shots of both and are also extremely good. I hope we will see more of both Lucy and Natalie in future editions. I think that authentic uniforms certain add to the believability factor.

In this respect I have to disagree with your Texan reader, Janus , on the subject of knicker colours. No English schoolgirl, even in the most exclusive establishments, was allowed to wear white knickers in the good old days.

The popular colours were navy blue and bottle green, and less common were grey, brown and the colour I wore, maroon.

Incidentally, in my first year I questioned why we had to wear maroon knickers, and I was icily told by an older girl that it was so that your knickers matched the colour of the marks on your bottom after the headmistress had caned you!

A few years later I found out how true this was! So, please make sure your models are as authentic as possible.

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