The Autobiography of a Petticoated Youth and His Friends Book 3

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That’s not lady like, keep your them together, or you can cross them at knees , I won’t allow any other pose s ; she barked. I tried to keep my shivering knees together, but it didn’t stay in place. Aunt asked me to tie my hands behind the chair. And when I did, one more hit landed over the same place. My cheeks turned a bright red, but not out of embarrassment from wearing such girlish clothes. Rather, it was because deep within, I couldn't imagine anything nicer than continuing this new and exciting experience for as long as I could. with your next door's neighbour's two girls. Is this true, Peter?” Well, what could I say? I could only hang my head and mumble that I was sorry for what I'd

We hid in the trees and could see that Luke was still at the edge of the river. He was looking around and obviously thought he was alone. He had pulled down his jeans and underwear and was certainly enjoying himself. He was very excited, and Sue and I were getting excited about watching him. Sue slid her hand under her skirt. I could not see much but she was enjoying herself and was not worrying about me watching her. Sue straightened herself up and said we had better go. I was feeling very randy. And this for not obeying me in the first time; she said, another big one landed on the same place. Even though I didn’t move, my whole body was shivering in pain.Sit down here," said Jill pointing to a space next to her on the settee. Jodie plonked himself down. striking as I turned the final street corner into the High Street. The shop already was shut, but I knew where the side entrance was and That silence will get you more; while handcuffing me to the window, she said. I wasn’t expecting it, the cuffs looked brand new, and I looked at her puzzled. Don’t get surprised, you deserve it; she said, and took the cane. Ooops, I almost forgot,” exclaimed Carolyn, rushing to the closet once more. After briefly searching, she turned with a small white patent leather clutch and a pair of white glace gloves in her hands. “We can't have you going and forgetting your purse, now can we Christine?” she grinned. The gloves, though snug, fit over my hands, ending just above the wrist in a ruffled lace cuff. The so called new fashion, there is no such thing, they are nothing other than panties and camisoles; she replied with a cunning smile.

I was going easy on you, and you cheated me, let’s see what happens then ; she grabbed my hand, and marched me to my room. Slap! She slapped me again and again. I cried a lot, and tears flowed down my eyes like never before. With my new hairstyle I looked very feminine and I could easily be the younger sister of Sue. On our way to bed aunt gave me a nightie to wear and some cream to rub on in the morning before I had my shower to tidy up any unwanted hair I had.About the reality, it’s just a story, but I tried to keep it as real as possible. Yeah, maybe I leaned too hard on the number of beating – like you said – but it fictionally happened inside my intuitive self, and the rational me didn’t argue about it. Yes, mommy. See you later. Bye, Auntie Kay." He left the room and I heard the front door shut quietly.