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"Aunt Madge's Further 'Instruction'"
Ruth held Timmy down on the bed as he squirmed while Madge brought over
what appeared to be a large satin bag. Tim took instant notice and
recognized what was about to happen.
"N...NO!, le...let me g...GO!" He struggled and grimaced.
"Hold him!" Madge said as she unzipped the long gleaming black satin bag
and opened it with a loud swish. Tim struggled but with Ruth holding his
arms pinned and sitting on his back he couldn't get away. Tim already
dressed in pink panties, garter belt and stockings and a frilly pink
nightie was no match for the ladies and as Ruth held him Madge began
fitting his feet into the partitioned leg openings. His nylon stockinged
legs slipped easily into the cool smooth and nearly frictionless satin
bag.
The bag swished as Madge pulled it up making sure Timmy's feet were
forced into a ballerina like point, his highly arched feet straining at
the taut end of the bag. She pulled and swished the bag up further and
held it open to expose the inner satin full arm sleeves.
"Get his arms Ruth," she said as she held the bag open. Ruth complied by
pulling Timmy's bent arms straight one by one and together the ladies
forced his arms into the sleeves inside the satin bag until they were
deep in the satin mitten gloved sleeves and his hands were forced into a
point at his sides, he couldn't even make a fist now! Madge quickly
swished and pulled the bag up as Ruth steadied Timmy's squirms. She
pulled the satin bag up over Timmy's shoulders and began working the long
and sturdy back zipper into place. Timmy began to whimper quietly.
"Plea...please aunt Madge. I...I'll b...be g..good!" He gasped as Madge
continued pulling up the long back zipper until it was all the way up to
the back collar of the bag on Timmy's neck. Madge quickly buckled the two
sturdy buckles at the back of the high, double layered and heavily
reinforced satin collar and then began working the long black silk laces
through the sturdy reinforced eyelets at the back of the bag. The eyelets
were connected to what looked like long straight lapels that ran the
length of the back of the bag. They were designed to be pulled tightly
together after being laced shut to hold the person inside the bag tight
and quite immobile.
Madge started with the long laces. Timmy grunted and struggled as he
heard them whistle through the steel eyelets at the back as Ruth held him
down and with his legs already encased in the gleaming black satin he
could only writhe and twitch but being already zipped into the bag it
didn't pose a problem to Madge as she continued threading the eyelets and
lacing Timmy tightly into the satin bag. Timmy groaned and whimpered yet
again.
"That's right sissy girl, you know what you have coming don't you?" Madge
said sternly as she worked excitedly lacing Timmy tighter and tighter
into the black satin bag. "You've been putting up a fuss when I want to
do your hair and makeup, you won't wear the pretty dresses I put out for
you when you come over and you simply aren't acting like a proper little
lady these days, are you!?" she said as she continued working. "So you
are going to be 'Queened' my little sissy boy, you are going to be
'Queened' until you soften up and decide that it is easier to be a proper
little lady for aunt Madge and stop with your silly notions of returning
to dressing like, acting like or even being a boy when you are here! And
when I am done this time, you'll soon be acting like a proper little lady
once again. Yes, you'll be a proper, feminine little lady once again,
you'll see!"
Madge pulled and worked the laces until they were tight and cinched at
the back of the bag from head to toe and held Timmy quite motionless.
Once she was satisfied she stood up.
"Take hold of the straps Ruth, let's get him into the spare room," Madge
said as both ladies took hold of the straps at the side of the bag and
physically lifted Timmy off the bed and then carried him out of Madge's
bedroom and into the guest room. Timmy's sobs became louder and more
pronounced.
"Do I have to gag you!? Do I have do gag you sissy boy? I will if you
don't quiet down!" she threatened. "You knew if you didn't mind me you
would be punished. So take your punishment and then we can get back to
training you and teaching you to act like a proper little lady. Maybe
you'll be more cooperative next time before it comes to this!" Madge said
as they entered the guest room and lifted Timmy onto the long, straight
padded table covered in black leather. Straps dangling from the table
matched those on the black satin bag. Before Timmy could wriggle or
struggle further they quickly began buckling and cinching him down.
"Get him nice and tight Ruth, I don't want him twitching around," Madge
said as she pulled the black leather straps. Timmy could feel the black
leather straps as they whistled through the sturdy, gleaming steel "D"
rings and feel the satin bag become even tighter as he was pulled down
tight to the table. He could hear the leather straps creak and feel the
roller buckles as the ladies quickly cinched him down from neck, to chest
to the elbows and wrists to waist to hips to thighs, knees, ankles and
then ended with the strap at Timmy's tightly arched feet and pointed
toes. Ruth pulled the strap tight to the bottom of the table and once
Timmy was stretched tight she buckled the buckle.
Madge carefully fitted Timmy's head into a heavy black leather strapped
hood arrangement and cinched him to the special straps at the head end of
the table that matched the harness. She worked quickly and silently as
Ruth looked on and Timmy's quiet sobs continued. She finished by putting
a chair type arrangement called a "Queening stool" over Timmy's face. It
appeared to be a little wooden box-like arrangement that matched the
table and had the same type of leather covering as the table with an
opening for the neck. Madge quickly centered and then clasped the steel
hasps until the chair type apparatus was tight and immobile with Timmy's
upturned face appearing at the center depression of the little black
leather covered chair. After checking a few more clasps and straps and
further adjusting the top of the chair she was ready.
She then gathered her skirt and slips then swung her leg over the narrow
little table and lifted her skirt and slips further to reveal her panty
girdle and her tightly gartered gleaming nylon stockings as she walked up
Timmy's bound form to the little chair strapped over his face. Ruth held
the back of Madge's dress up and out of the way.
"The little sissy is still sobbing," Ruth said as she looked on.
"Don't worry, he'll be quieting down in just a moment," Madge said as she
reached down and carefully pulled and worked the split crotch of her
tight girdle open until her outer labia stood out free from the tight
girdle.
Timmy gasped and squirmed further as he looked up to see Madge's trim and
hairless muff. He could smell her musk in the air and noticed her
excitement at the gleaming wetness already glistening on the pink inner
lips that were framed by Madge's pouting and quickly engorging lips. The
sturdy leather straps creaked as Timmy began to struggle. Madge held her
skirt and slips up and with her legs wide she looked down, moved slightly
forward then began to lower herself to straddle the queening stool and
Timmy's strapped, upturned chin and wide eyed face!
She lowered herself gently onto Timmy's face as he struggled. He fought
and struggled to turn away but being strapped so securely he was held
immobile as Madge continued. Her breath quickened as her excitement grew
as she held her skirt and slips up and out of the way leaning forward and
lowering herself onto Timmy's waiting face.
"Plea...please aunt Madge I...Mmmfff!" Timmy said as he tried to speak
but was cut off mid sentence as Madge lowered her girdled pelvis and
crotch onto his waiting face with a feminine sigh.
She wiggled her hips and rocked back and forth gently for a moment
teasing not only Timmy but herself as well looking for the position that
would best stimulate and satisfy her. She could have strapped a dildo gag
to Timmy's mouth and face but decided instead on a getting a more
'personal' servicing instead. Ruth watched as Madge's breathing deepened
and her upturned eyes began to glaze as she rocked on Timmy's face. She
wiggled and worked riding his face until her lubricated mons was spread
wide over Timmy's face covering both his nose and mouth! But she was
careful to work and ride a bit and then lift up long enough for Timmy to
take a breath. But then she would carefully lower herself back down once
again and continue working, humping and grinding on Timmy's face.
After five minutes or so she stopped and got off the little chair
contraption. She then worked some levers and straps and made a few more
adjustments until Timmy's face was protruding even farther from the seat
of the little chair. She then gathered her skirt and centered herself
over Timmy's face once again and repeated the process the same as before.
She would work a bit then lift up to allow Timmy a breath then work a bit
more then allow another breath until she worked up a rhythm. "You've been
a bad little sissy boy, haven't you Timmy?" She said as she worked him,
riding his face. Timmy could only take a breath and then "mmmff" in
silence once again as Madge continued.
But then Madge quickly changed her rhythm catching little Timmy off
guard! She allowed him a breath then when she came up the next time she
waited till he took a breath and then exhaled then quickly took her seat
to a surprised Timmy that could only "Mmmmfff!" as he gasped his exhale
and then felt Madge's full weight as she settled her girdled frame onto
his face. Her engorged and now slick vaginal slit easily worked over
Timmy's nose and mouth and as she settled onto his face the outer
engorged lips flattened wide now as her girdled loins covered Timmy's
face. She settled deeper and deeper now as her girdled crotch and thighs
engulfed poor Timmy until only the top of his head was visible between
Madge's legs. She wiggled to get a snug fit then lifted her high heeled
feet to the foot bar at the front of the little table showing that she
indeed had her full sitting weight upon Timmy's face. As she wriggled
down tighter the black leather padding of the seat and her tight girdle
squeaked and formed an airtight seal! With that she fluffed her lacy and
perfumed white nylon slips and her satin lined herringbone wool skirt out
over Timmy's head and let the moments pass.
Darkness descended upon Timmy as he heard the satin swish of Madge's
heavy wool skirt and slips and then the darkness as they enveloped his
head. Her full weight now pressed against his face pinning him to the
table and the queening stool keeping his face centered on Madge's girdled
slit as the seconds ticked by.
"You're being 'queened' now Timmy, my little sissy boy. Are you going to
learn to be a good girl? Hummm? Are you going to be a good girl for aunt
Madge from now on?" she exclaimed as she wriggled down tighter still.
She then lifted her skirt and slips once again and stood up. Timmy gasped
and blinked wide eyed as the cool room air washed over his face once
again.
"Are you going to be a good girl now?" she asked again.
"P...please M..Madge I..I..mmmf," Timmy said as he began to talk again
but was soon silenced as Madge settled down once again, fluffed her skirt
and slips out then sat down firmly once again. The leather cover of the
little queening chair squeaked as she worked into place. She then tossed
her skirts out and waited once again.
The room became silent as Ruth looked on noticing Timmy strapped immobile
to the table and Madge sitting at the top with her skirt and slips
fluffed out with her high heeled feet resting on the metal railing at the
front of the table as she sat with her entire weight on Timmy's face.
"What happens next?" Ruth said as she looked on but Madge kept her place
on the queening stool.
"He's had this punishment before, but don't worry, I can outlast him,"
she said as she wriggled again and cooed as she felt Timmy's mouth and
nose twitch while buried deep inside her.
Madge's excitement became evident as her breathing quickened and her face
became flush. She then slipped her legs off the foot bar and let them
dangle full length down the sides of the table and the little chair she
was sitting upon. She cooed as she flexed her gleaming nyloned legs,
working her high heeled feet back and forth as she stretched her legs in
satisfied excitement. And soon she was right. The gleaming black satin
bag Timmy was cinched into on top of the table began to twitch and then
to writhe! The straps began to pull tight and creak as Madge held her
position. Timmy began to struggle further.
"Mmmmmmm, I love it when he struggles, mmmmm," she gasped as she gritted
her teeth in a pained smile and tossed her head back in satisfaction to
enjoy the sensation as Timmy writhed and struggled under her. And the
more Timmy struggled writhing and "Mmmfffed" the more excited Madge
became until finally, Timmy began to fall silent and his struggles began
to trail off.
With that Madge reluctantly but quickly gathered her skirts with a swish
as she lifted herself off of Timmy's face. The outline of her vaginal
slit could clearly be seen around his nose and mouth now and the stitched
seams and the tight paneled pattern and lace trim of her spandex panty
girdle was evident on his cheeks and forehead as well. He appeared
unconscious momentarily and then began blinking and then gasping and
sputtering as the cool room air returned and he was able to breathe in
once again.
"Very good little sissy girl!" Madge cooed at having inflicted her
punishment. "You going to be a good little girl from now on, aren't you?
Hummm sweetie?" she asked as she looked down at Timmy's face. "I just
know you will," she said as she went to the cabinet and returned with a
nosepiece and some sturdy rubber tubing.
Then after taking away the queening stool she quickly affixed the
nosepiece to Timmy's nose and inserted one tube into each nostril to hold
them open affording him plenty of air this time. She then tightened the
straps around his head once again. After making sure the long rubber
tubes were dangling down the sides of Timmy's face and were free from
obstruction she gathered her skirts once again and took her place over
Timmy's face again, this time without the queening stool in place.
"You know what to do now darling don't you. You're going to give Madge a
good going over, aren't you sweetie" she said as she stood astride the
sturdy bench directly over Timmy's face holding her slips and skirt up
again, her legs spread, her glistening pouting vagina still protruding
from the split crotch of the panty girdle. She then gathered her skirts
and settled onto Timmy's face once again. His whimpering sobs soon turned
into a gasp and then a quickly silenced "Mmmfff" again as she worked
herself down and into position. She gathered her lace trimmed white nylon
slips and the wide sweeping wool herringbone skirt with it's satin
lining, then after lifting Timmy's head she swished the skirt and slips
under his head and began gathering the material of the skirt and all the
lingerie and pulling it down tight. After smoothing it out Timmy's bulge
of a head could be seen protruding from between Madge's shapely thighs as
she worked the material with each hand at her sides pulling the skirt and
slips taut like she was handling and throttling the reins of a horse!
Another wiggle and a bit of rocking and she was once again centered.
"Mmmmmmm such a little princess, make aunt Madge feel good now Timmy,"
she said as she settled down as Ruth looked on. The sound of her slips
and lined wool skirt swished and zipped as Madge gathered the material
and pulled tighter and tighter holding Timmy firmly under her skirts and
tightly to her crotch. She began to coo and to hump, riding Timmy's face
as she rocked back and forth. And now Ruth realized that Madge could take
all the time she wanted as she listened to hear the rush of air from the
little rubber tubes dangling off the sides of the table indicating that
little Timmy was now free to breathe all he wanted. And after the intense
discipline of the 'queening stool' session he was now more than compliant
and doing just as he had been told as his lips and tongue began working
licking and probing Madge's womanhood!
"Mmmmmmm, ooooooo, such a good little girl," she giggled. She gasped. "It
f... fe...feels soooooo good," she said in an aching tone as she rode
Timmy's face. Timmy continued to writhe and struggle causing the straps
and cinches to creak again but Madge had made certain that he wasn't
going anywhere.
The minutes passed in the quiet room. Madge continued riding Timmy's face
until she finally became weak, began to gasp and shudder, her full weight
now balancing on Timmy's face as her nyloned legs dangled over the sides
of the leather covered table. Her toes pointed tightly down and then back
as she cooed flexing her leg and thigh muscles. And then her legs became
straight and tight with pointed toes as she gasped giving evidence that
Timmy was now bringing her to orgasm! She gasped breathlessly again and
became giddy as she felt herself lose control and begin twitching on
Timmy's face in wave after wave of feminine orgasm until she was finally
exhausted and quiet satiated. She giggled with breathless satisfaction
then composing herself she finally gathered her skirts and slips then
stood up. She moved off the padded bench then pulled the slit crotch
panel of the girdle shut then fluffed out her slips and skirts as if
nothing at all had happened. She removed Timmy's nose tubes and moved
away a bit disheveled and weak as she smoothed her skirt and blouse as
she wiggled and minced to the vanity mirror to check her hair and makeup.
Madge looked back to Timmy still securely strapped to the table and spoke
with assurance as she watched Timmy squirm and twitch weakly now totally
exhausted.
"He'll wear that dress now won't you Timmy dear?" Madge said.
"I...I'll b...b..be g...good," Timmy gasped quietly.
"Good princess, good. Let's get him cleaned up and then we can continue
his lessons," Madge continued as her and Ruth began untying Timmy.
It wasn't more than an hour later that Madge and Ruth sat in the living
room on the sofa watching Timmy now freshly showered and made up with a
fresh lipsticked smile and a new assurance of future compliance as he
minced and wiggled on the stiletto heels curtsying and swishing around
the living room once again but this time in an over the top feminine
confection Madge was sure would convince Timmy to start being more
ladylike because she wasn't giving him any choice in the matter. He was
being trained. He sashayed across the room in the shiny, floral patterned
dress that was all ribbons and bows and lace and frills, twirling his
parasol that Madge had added for a further and ever more intense feminine
flare.
His hair and makeup had been redone to feminine perfection with plenty of
ribbons and curls as Timmy continued his "training".
"Yes, lovely, simply lovely. You understand now Timmy dear don't you?"
Madge said as her and Ruth looked on from the couch sipping coffee as
Timmy gasped open mouthed at his predicament but continued swirling and
mincing around the livingroom. "I know you're going to be a proper young
lady Timmy dear. Yes, darling, simply darling!" Madge said with
excitement as she looked on with a smile confident that from now and on
Timmy would be controlled and well under her feminizing influence!
"I wonder," Madge said as she watched Tim continue his lady like
performance.
"Wonder what." Ruth looked to Madge quizzically noticing her already
formulating a new plan. "If I could just get him away from his folks, get
him away from here and out of town for just a few days," Madge said as
she looked on. "I could have little 'princess' here all to myself," she
said aloud as she continued to think. "He's been such a good neighbor
boy, helping me out with the yard and moving furniture and all. He should
be rewarded," Madge went on. "What if I was to visit Los Angeles to say,
visit an ailing relative and then offer to take little Timmy here along.
I mean every teenager would jump at the chance to visit Disneyland
wouldn't they?" Madge giggled.
"Sure, every boy would love a trip like that!" Ruth exclaimed as Madge
continued to think and became excited once again. "And every little
'girl' too!" she said with a smile and lilting giggle. Soon both ladies
were giggling at the thought!
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