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Imagination 9
This time, I had just half an hour to sort out the intricacies of a
rather complicated pantie-corset which seemed to have much more in the
way of lacing, straps, clips, bones, hooks and clamps than were really
necessary. It certainly held Sister Sarah's voluptuous body very firmly
indeed with all the right bits sticking out and the other bits firmly in
control. I couldn't imagine her actually putting it on by herself but
that was something I never found out.
"There now, Frilly. What do you think of that? Can you imagine wearing a
corset like this all day? You have to learn to live with it and allow it
to control you as there is no way you can fight it and win. It's far too
strong for you."
I was in a quandary as to how to answer her. I knew I had to be
'positive' in what I said or I would receive a tongue-lashing at a
minimum and probably some other 'incentive' towards being feminine as
well. If I had thought about it properly I would have realised that I
was bound to receive such an incentive in due time anyway, so it really
wouldn't matter either way!
"I think it must be very difficult to wear, Sister Sarah. It's so stiff
and unforgiving I can't imagine what it must be like to wear it any
length of time. I would have thought it would hurt like crazy as you
tried to do anything"
My worst fears surfaced immediately!
"Oh, you will get used to it, Frilly. The thing is that you can't 'try'
to do anything it doesn't allow. You have to learn what it will and will
not allow and then only behave as it lets you. A few weeks in one of
these and you'll understand how to obey a corset just as if you had been
born in on.e"
A few weeks! I really didn't want to wear one of these monsters for an
instant. No way!
"Don't worry, Frilly. You'll soon become perfectly used to the
combination of high heels and a corset. Think how proud you will be with
your perfect girly figure, tiny waist and long legs on parade every
day."
That wasn't an easy thought. I considered my current state; gym
knickers, high-heeled mules, waist-restricting belt and chest-
restricting training bra, basic make-up and little Henry riveted in his
nasty cage.
"It's something to think about, Frilly, and I'm sure you will over the
coming weeks. Your training is coming along nicely, but we need to
accelerate matters a little more from now on. So, get yourself ready for
bed and you can have some nice dreams about corsets and heels and how
you will get used to them."
If there was one thing guaranteed to ensure that I had nightmares, it
was that statement. Corsets and heels were not on my list, any list, to
wear - ever! The thought of having to wear them for weeks gave me the
screaming hab-dabs!
"I know you already realise that your mules are a training aid for
wearing heels in the future as I have already told you but what you
might not have understood is that your training bra and belt are the
first stage in getting to wear corsetry. I can see you are already
getting use to them, although I don't think you realised that."
Getting used to them! The belt biting into my waist all the time and the
bra strap holding my chest in a vice-like grip. I suppose the diet I was
suffering was making me lose weight so that they were not so tight as
they had seemed at first and yes, she was right, I was noticing them
less through familiarity, I think.
"Your heels are well on the way to teaching you how to restrict you to a
feminine stride at all times and now we have to start teaching you to
obey foundation wear in the same way."
So that ghastly girdle and the restricting corset were coming my way.
How do I get to sleep thinking about them?
I think I lay there for half the night thinking about what I had had to
do to remove those items from her. I then started to think about how
they would be fitted onto me and what it would mean. Obeying your corset
or girdle. What did that really mean?
I woke next morning to the now familiar tones of Sister Sarah telling me
to get out of bed and go do my ablutions. I was in the bathroom before I
realised that she was right! I hadn't really noticed my 'restrictions',
I was already so used to them.
I wondered how I would manage to get used to the next problem, whatever
it was.
Breakfast came first, of course. Not that there was much of it, as
usual. I had my usual make-up tutorial sitting on the terrible chair.
Knees and feet together and push! Pay rapt attention to what Sister
Sarah was saying so that I didn't miss the tiniest detail but make
absolutely sure at the same time that my thighs never, ever parted
company.
How I hated that chair! My shiny satin gym knickers would begin to slide
down the seat the moment I stopped paying proper attention. Thinking
about what she had said yesterday, I realised that it didn't take so
much effort to keep myself under control as it had done to start with,
even though she had increased the angle of the seat and the height of my
heels in the meantime.
I then had to mince to the make-up table and carry out my make-up as
taught until I was doing it well enough to satisfy Sister Sarah. I was
now starting to work on my eyes and so it was some time before she was
happy.
More walking practice came next, accompanied by that constant critique.
"Shoulders back, chest out, make those hips work. Thighs, Frilly, your
thighs! Keep them together! One foot in front of the other, not out to
the sides. Keep your stride short and your toes pointing forwards.
Faster, Frilly!"
I hadn't seen Mother for a couple of days but that now changed as she
walked in through the door as I was continuing my mince round the room.
"Don't stop, Frilly! How is she coming along Sarah?"
"She's beginning to learn a little, I think. Her walk is getting better
although she still has to improve a lot. I am going to move her on to
the next stage after lunch."
Oh God! That soon?
"Good!"
She turned to where I had got to in my never-ending walk.
"Come here, Frilly."
I turned and went to stand in front of her.
"Tell me, Frilly. How long would it take you to get me ready for bed?"
She was wearing the same outfit as the day I was captured. I did a quick
think and decided that I might get away with 15 minutes and said so.
"Still that slow! We'll see! Sarah. Will you get my night things please
and we'll see just how well Frilly is getting on, shall we."
Sarah walked to the door and left. Mother looked me straight in the eye.
"And how is your little thing getting on with all this lingerie and
corsetry being handled? I hear that Sarah had it riveted into its cage.
That at least makes sure we shan't have any trouble from it, shall we?
How about you, Frilly? Is it giving you any trouble? Lower your knickers
and we'll have a look, shall we!"
That was just plain humiliating but there wasn't much I could do about
it. I lowered my knickers and exposed little Henry in his cage. She
grasped it all and squeezed gently, but still enough to make me wince.
He began to twitch and react to the cage which didn't help at all. The
more she played with it the worse it got, of course, turning red and
pulsing hard.
"Mm! It is a little red, isn't it! But of course, it would like to be
out and three times the size, but it's never going to be. That's why
Sarah had it riveted in."
She continued to play with it until Sister Sarah returned carrying a
nightdress, negligee and mules.
"I want you to make sure that her little thing is kept very well
exercised, Sarah. I think ten minutes, three times a day as a minimum
would be a good idea and if Frilly should be lax in any way, then double
it or even treble it up for the day."
"I'll see to it."
"Now you can prepare me for bed, Frilly, just as you have been doing for
Sarah."
With little Henry aching like crazy, I started to undress Mother. This
time it was a case of removing her jacket which exposed a blue satin
long-sleeved blouse and then her skirt, which turned out to be so tight
round her bum and hips that I had to ease it down, bit by bit, until it
was clear of her thighs. The lining crackled with static - I wasn't to
learn until later that a woman didn't normally wear a slip under a lined
dress or skirt - as I lowered her skirt to the ground.
As I stood up from that task, she spoke.
"I felt that, Frilly!"
With that, she grabbed little Henry and started to play with him. First
she bounced it around in the palm of her hand and then she reached
underneath and grabbed my sack and squeezed. Oh God! It made me writhe
and squeal.
I knew that rubbing nylon on more nylon would generate static and I was
sure she did as well, so it appeared to be deliberate. Nice!
"Now you are to be more careful in future. Continue."
Having learned from Sister Sarah, I knew to lower her petticoat by
easing the straps over and shoulders and lowering it rather than trying
to raise it over her head. Slowly does it! The petticoat was made of
pale blue nylon with lace round the hem and cups and I was certain that
it would generate more static with her directoire knickers, which were
made of the same materials, and her nylon stockings.
There was only one more crackle as I managed to remove all these to
reveal a bra and girdle very similar to those Sister Sarah had worn.
Mother smiled an evil smile as she heard the crack and I readied myself
for another attack, but none came.
"Hurry up, Frilly. You know how to deal with my foundation wear. You've
done it before!"
I hurried. First the bra, which presented me with two large breasts
swaying in front of me, although they were nowhere near as big as Sister
Sarah's, and then the girdle, which released a very ample bum and hips.
I quickly picked up her nightdress and lowered it over her head, letting
it fall to her feet. As I suspected would happen, I was then left with
the delicate task of easing her breasts fully into their cups. I managed
to get her negligee into place without any static crackle, even though
both her nightdress and negligee were again made of nylon with a lace
trim.
"Mm! You took your time, Frilly! You will have to speed up very soon."
I wondered how I would do that without generating static.
"What do you think, Sarah? Has she learned enough about girdles to
actually wear one?"
"Oh, I think so. Shall we start tomorrow?"
"Yes. Do that and she is to learn how to put one on herself as soon as
possible. Properly, so that it is really doing its job immediately."
She started playing with little Henry again, damn her!
"And don't forget to ensure that this little thing gets plenty of
exercise."
She worked at it until I was absolutely gasping and then stepped back.
"Pull your knickers up, girl, and start walking!"
With that, she turned, picked up her clothes and walked out of the door.
Sister Sarah looked at me.
"There, Frilly. You finally get to wear a nice girdle. You'll enjoy
that, won't you now?"
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