Petticoat Discipline: Why Your Naughty Son Needs to Start Dressing Like a Girl!

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Sister Lauren Cross was the perpetual head sister of St. John’s Catholic school since she was in her late twenties. She had once been a beautiful woman who was admired by men unfortunately those same men did their best to harass her for her affections until she ran away to a convent and become a nun. Since then, she’s known for being cranky, bitchy, and a general cunt to those not with XX chromosomes. frightening now, just how feminine my outline looked. My waist was now much thinner, but my hips were wider and of Note that Bilbrew still is true to his fetish roots. The boys wear exotic clothing including corsets, high heels, garter belts and tight panty girdles under their panties to ‘keep them modest'. The sorority girls in contrast look rather normal, almost plain compared to the cross-dressed boys. The Pearl, A Journal of Facetiae and Voluptuous Reading (1879–1880), a Victorian pornographic magazine, also contains an account of the flagellation of a victim dressed as a woman, although, in the strict sense, this account does not represent pinaforing per se because the man, Frank, is not petticoated as part of his punishment but has, rather, dressed in ladies' garments to disguise himself as a woman: to avenge herself, Lucretia persuades Frank to pose as his sister and to join a ladies' private whipping club, the qualification for admission to which is the applicant's receipt of a whipping. Stella Gonzalez-Arnal of the Department of Philosophy at the University of Hull sees pinaforing as a " politically incorrect form of sexuality" in which "women's clothing and women's traditional occupations" are regarded "as inferior and humiliating; reinforcing undesirable stereotypes by characterising females as submissive, passive, helpless and subservient." She adds "I will argue that petticoating is a politically ambiguous form of sexuality which can have positive readings. I claim that it can be educational and therapeutical and that it can subvert our notions of masculinity and femininity." [2] Literary accounts [ edit ]

Peter folds his arms tight. “You two are planning something. I know I’m not going to like it, so why would I smile, Aunt Jenny?” I'm delighted Sam has allowed me to show her in my Newsletters in her brill photos. She is so versatile and models her fashions with an adorable sense of humour. Peter just stares at his Aunties face as she talks. The vein on her head is popping out, so he knows she’s serious.

Each boy is assigned to a girl who laces him into his corset, dresses him and makes him up as a maid. They are then shown off to the entire sorority: How do you know that we’ve got something planned?” Keri asks, nudging her son as she sits next to him. “Could it be that you’ve caused a heap of trouble?” One thing you are definitely right about is: I should deliver when I say I will. The deadline day must be respected, and that is where I will be putting my big effort.

Not quite as dominant as Ms Wanda but just as feminine is our dear new girl in the Rose Room, Sexy Sam, a girl of many moods: saucy, sissy and serious. So there we have it, sweetheart. In Prim stories, sissies are males, feminized whether they like it or not. But this is my Newsletter, so you are all lovely, feminine girls to me. Such a torment may be constructed by taking a brassière that has a much tighter band than your husband would ordinarily wear, then restoring the band to a more appropriate length by means of bra extenders. These are short lengths of band with additional hooks and eyes which are readily available from many lingerie outlets and haberdasheries - one is shown in Figure 6.2a. Although such a bra is no tighter than usual, the bra extenders have the peculiar side-effect of moving the straps away from the centre of the body, making it much easier for them to fall from the shoulders without warning, as Figures 6.2b and 6.2c clearly demonstrate. Such a brassière poses quite a predicament for any man in a public situation where he cannot easily adjust his bra straps.

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Finally one day I was having lunch with a friend and she told me about an article discussing petticoat punishment she had read from the UK (we live in the USA), I had never heard about it, but I was desperate and asked her to drop the article off so I could read it. A few days later I read the article. I was a little skeptical, but decided I would give it a try the next time my son misbehaved. One day my son was teasing his sister, who is a year younger than him. When my daughter came to me crying, I was so mad that I decided that instead of spanking I would use petticoating. I took him into her bedroom, looked in a drawer, and took out a pair of pink panties, white tights and a dress from his sister’s clothes, and told him to put them on. The final stage was to investigate the possibility of there being other periodicals of this type, described in the current Press Directories as comic papers. In this way I discovered the paper known successively as Photo Fun, New Photo Fun, New Fun, Funand Bits of Fun. Types of Situation.

My corsets are laced in to 23 inches. I do not care for them to be too tight, but have my suspenders very tight, as I find the sensation most pleasing. I always wear a lace petticoat under even very tight skirts - of course not a full one, as I like the effect when one crosses one's legs or otherwise raises one's skirt. My cousin, whom I hope to marry, is very smart. As she stands before me now her waist is 20 inches, and her shoes have 4-inch heels. We often go out together dressed as we are now when my people are out or away, and have had many adventures together. The Sorority plans a party for the ‘Delta Delta' girls, and the boys are mortified to find that they must serve. The boys were quite concerned. "But won't the Delta Delta girls spread the word around the campus about our being your . . . your maids?" First of all she showed me a white leotard. “Isn’t this cute?” she asked. “I've even sewed a fluffy bunny tail on the bottom for you – look!” Sure enough, there on where my bottom would be was a white fluffy rabbit tail. I couldn’t even imagine wearing such an item. But it got worse. I love it," grinned Denysse, "and I know my daughter will want to use it on him too. I'll rent one for a month."

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But then at supper Sheila asks me what I'm planning to wear to the party. I almost choke. I tell her I'm not going; it’s a party for girls. In my fantasy I live with my step mother and step sister. I'm 14 years old. Lucy, my step sister, is nearly ten. Sheila, my step mother, does not particularly like me. When it was just me and my Dad I could do pretty much whatever I liked. Now Dad’s gone I still want to do the same, but Sheila won’t tolerate that at all. She’s trying to instil what she refers to as ‘proper discipline’ in me. Even as a young child I never got spanked, but Sheila’s had me over her lap with my trousers and underpants down round my ankles several times already.