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Imagination 10
No way! The thought of having to tolerate a really rigid and tight piece
of foundation wear filled me with horror. I knew, however that I wasn't
going to enjoy the results of saying no. They would undoubtedly be far
worse than actually having to wear it. So, out came the expected answer.
"Yes, Sister Sarah."
The smile broadened on her face.
"Yes what, Frilly?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I shall enjoy wearing the nice girdle."
"That's a good girl, Frilly. Not only that, but I shall be making
changes to your footwear as well. Your new shoes will help you walk in a
much more lady-like fashion. You do want to walk in an extremely lady-
like way, don't you?"
It just goes on and on, doesn't it!
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I really do want to walk in an extremely lady-like
way."
"Why?"
This had me stumped for a few moments. Walking in a lady-like way would
keep Sister Sarah's antics down to a dull roar but that wasn't the
answer I could give her, was it?
Why?
Why?
Ah!
"Because that's the way that girls should walk."
"You are beginning to learn, aren't you! That's right, Frilly, and you
do want to be as correct as possible, don't you? After all, you are a
girl now."
Little Henry didn't think so by a long way, constantly straining against
his cage and giving me Hell all the time! However, again I knew that my
answer had to be what she wanted to hear or I was in for a load of
trouble. Over and above the trouble I was in in any case, of course.
"Yes, Sister Sarah."
"Yes what, Frilly?"
Here we go again! I knew what the 'correct' answer was, of course, but I
really didn't want to say it. What choice did I really have? None, of
course!
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I am a girl and I want to be as correct as
possible."
There! I've said it. What happens now?
"Good girl, Frilly! Now that we've got that silliness out of the way,
maybe we can get on with your training a bit faster. We can, can't we? I
mean you really are going to start putting some real effort into doing
everything properly, aren't you?"
I suppose I had to expect that. What else could I do? There didn't seem
to be any way I could escape from this situation, I was trapped in a
locked room with no clothes to speak of - well certainly nothing I could
venture out in - in the charge of a very large and dominating woman who
could control virtually everything I did.
In the meantime, little Henry was receiving more attention. It was
gentle at present, however much Hell it gave me anyway, but I knew, I
just knew that if I didn't give the right answers and do the right
things, quickly, this would change. That evil smile was still on her
face and her attention to little Henry was slowly becoming more intense.
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I really am going to start putting some real effort
into being a girl and doing everything properly."
It hurt just to say that but what could I do?
The handling of little Henry went back to the gentle form again - but
didn't stop.
"Your Mistress has said that you require this treatment at least three
times a day. Exactly how it is delivered will depend upon your progress.
If you do well then this is what you can expect."
Oh Joy! Little Henry straining in his cage with no hope ever of relief,
the rivet seeing to that.
"But if things go badly or if you don't do as you are told immediately..."
I squealed loudly as she gave my sack a hard squeeze. I was going to
feel that for several hours and the only slight consolation was that
little Henry gave up in disgust and gave me a little relief in that
respect.
There was no doubt in that message at all. I knew exactly what it meant.
Even though little Henry had collapsed, she continued to handle him for
the full ten minutes. I just had to stand there, legs and feet together,
and take it.
I was allowed a small meal sitting on that confounded chair with my
shiny gym knickers threatening to slide me straight off if I didn't keep
the pressure on all the time and while I also had to make sure my thighs
and feet were always tight together.
"Time for some more walking practice, Frilly. I want you to concentrate
on taking really short strides, never let your thighs part at all and I
want your hips rotating as much as you can. There are two ways you can
do this. Either you do exactly what I have told you on your own, or I
will give you a hobble to wear which will ensure you can do nothing
else. Which is it going to be?"
"I'll try to do it myself, Sister Sarah."
"Very well. But if you fail then it will be the hobble and your little
thing will know all about it."
This stopped me in my tracks. If I wore the hobble I wouldn't be able to
do anything wrong but if I didn't, I suspected I would still end up in
the hobble anyway and little Henry would hurt again.
"I've changed my mind, sister Sarah. I'll take the hobble."
"It's a girl's privilege to change her mind, Frilly. Stand still and
I'll fit it."
I was expecting some sort of tie between my ankles, but that isn't what
I got. Sister Sarah went to a cupboard and got out two wooden rings
joined one above the other by four thick strings. I was made to stand
inside the rings and then she raised them, attaching the top strings
with little hooks on my belt. The top ring had risen to just above my
knees, holding them together. There was no way my thighs could part. The
lower ring was suspended just above my ankles and allowed me to take
about a six inch stride in any direction.
"There we go, Frilly! Get used to this as quickly as you can. Don't
forget I want to see your hips rotating. Keep your shoulders back, arms
straight and your hands just behind your hips. Throw your hips forward.
I want to see your little thing waving in the breeze. Faster, Frilly,
faster!"
I could do nothing but the most excruciating mince and I had to keep it
up for ages. When I was finally allowed to rest. It was on that horrible
chair again. My hips, legs and feet were taking a lot of punishment but
I suppose it was getting slightly easier.
My final task for the day was the, now, usual one. Preparing someone for
bed was obviously going to be a daily task and something that had to be
done quickly and efficiently. It was Sister Sarah tonight, so I knew
what I was going to have to deal with. I managed it in just under 10
minutes, which apparently was within her expectations as I wasn't
chastised in any way.
I was allowed out of my hobble for bed but that wasn't the end of the
matter. Oh no!
"As you are starting with new shoes tomorrow, Frilly, you will need
extra training to wear them properly."
I was made to hold my feet up and have what looked like lace-up booties
with no heels slipped on. As they were laced up, I realised that they
were shaped so that my feet were held at an angle as if I was wearing
heeled mules, but arched and with the toes in a reverse angle. The laces
were tied tightly and then a flap placed over them with a snap-lock. My
feet were stretched out beyond their usual limits.
There was no way I was getting out of these booties without being
released by Sister Sarah. Not only that, but if I got out of bed during
the night, I could only walk around on tip-toe.
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