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Imagination 11
"Wake up, Frilly. We have a lot to do today and you have promised to co-
operate!"
I opened my eyes at about the same time as I realised that I was
sporting a really painful dawn boner, or, at least, I would have been
without that cage giving little Henry real Hell. Sister Sarah was
standing by my bedside gently playing with him and with that evil smile
on her face as usual.
One hand was quickly checking everything: my training bra, belt and my
feet while the other continued playing with little Henry. My feet were
aching badly as they were stretched out and I was unable to move them
much.
I began to realise that my ears hurt as well, although not nearly as
much as my feet and even they were secondary to the continuous attention
the little Henry was receiving.
It wasn't the way I would like to start the morning!
"You may touch your ears gently, they have been pierced for you but
don't play with them. They will stay in place until your ears are fully
healed. Then you will have some proper earrings."
I felt gingerly round my ears and found a small spherical keeper in
each lobe. Earrings? Oh whoopee! Just what I wanted!
"Let's see what we have to do today then, shall we?"
I wasn't looking forward to the list. It was getting longer and longer
and I knew I was going to have problems with that girdle and my new
shoes for starters.
"After you have done your ablutions we will carry on with your make-up
tutorial and practical work. When that's done you may have your
breakfast and then we'll start with your first girdle. You are looking
forward to that, aren't you, Frilly?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I'm really looking forward to wearing a girdle."
Liar!
"Whose girdle, Frilly?"
"Er, my girdle, Sister Sarah."
"Good girl. Remember that all these various clothes and accessories are
yours and you must always refer to them as yours. Understand, Frilly?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah. They are all mine."
"After that we will fit you with your new shoes. Nice stilettoes with
four and a half inch heels and ankle straps to make sure they don't fall
off at any time. You'll be wearing your booties every night to make sure
that your Achilles shorten properly as you will be wearing heels at
least that high at all times. That will make your legs look really long
and sexy girly girly. You'll enjoy looking so girly, won't you Frilly?"
Oh God! It gets worse and worse and yet I know that it will be even
worse still if I don't co-operate.
"I shall look forward to having long sexy girly legs in my high heels,
Sister Sarah."
"Good! Let's start by getting your training slippers off and you may
then go and do your ablutions."
She worked on my feet for a few moments before those horrible 'slippers'
came off and I could stretch my feet a bit.
"Don't sit there, Frilly, get your mules on and get into the bathroom
quickly now."
I felt for my mules and slipped my feet into them only to discover that
they were new. The heels were even higher than I had had to put up with
before. My feet were at the same angle as they had been all night. There
was to be no relief!
I did my ablutions. I looked after poor little Henry as well as I could.
He was still riveted into his cage and contained in a fresh condom.
Coming out of the bathroom, I was invited to sit on my least favourite
chair, feet and knees together at all times and push! Despite the
increase in heel height, I had to admit that it was becoming easier and
that I was becoming less conscious of actually having to do it. I paid
attention to my make-up lesson and then minced across to the table and
mirror to practise it. With the increasing heel height I was finding it
less and less possible to stride out, in particular as my mules tended
to fall off if I tried.
"You are doing very well, Frilly. So well that today is going to be a
big day for you. Shoes and girdle you know about but in addition, as a
special treat, you will get to wear stockings as well."
Joy! Why was that a special treat?
"Come and stand in front of me"
I did as I was told and minced up to her, standing there with my feet
together and my hands by my sides. Little Henry started to get some more
treatment as she spoke. It really gave me Hell but I suspected that this
wasn't going to change.
My belt was unlocked and removed. After several days of minimal rations,
it really wasn't that tight anymore. More a permanent reminder than
anything else.
Sister Sarah opened a box that was sitting on the table and brought out
a pink concoction that seemed to consist mainly of laces, bones and
suspenders.
"After discussing it with your mistress we decided that rather than an
ordinary girdle, you should start with a proper corset. This is your
size in an under-bust style. There was no point in giving you an over-
bust as you don't have one - yet!"
"Drop your knickers round your knees."
Reluctantly, I did that. I wasn't allowed much to wear and what little
modesty I had was in those shiny gym knickers. She wrapped the corset
round my waist and did up the front steel busk.
"Hold it in place, Frilly. I will start lacing it up and when its on a
bit closer we shall adjust its position more precisely."
I held it where she had placed it. The bottom hem was just above little
Henry and the top just below the 'cups' of my training bra. I could feel
the corset being tightened as she pulled on the laces. The whole
contraption already felt too tight when she stopped and walked round me
slowly to check its position.
"That looks like the right position, Frilly. Now we'll do something
about tightening it up a little."
"You see that bar up on the wall, Frilly?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah."
"Walk over to it and grasp it firmly in both hands. Don't let go
whatever you do or I shall punish you severely."
I still didn't actually know what her punishments were, but I had no
wish to find out. I was in enough trouble already. I minced across to
the bar and got hold of it in both hands and held on grimly. The corset
started to get considerably tighter as she pulled on the laces again.
This time, it wasn't just the feeling of the belt around my waist but I
was being pulled in everywhere from my hips to just below my 'bust'.
After an age and increasing difficulty in my taking any sort of deep
breath, she finally stopped and tied the laces off.
"You can let go now, Frilly. You will be wearing this for the
foreseeable future as we train your body to be more feminine. Apart from
a short period each day for your ablutions, you'll be wearing a corset
all day every day. Walk over to your chair and sit down"
Another mince and this time I had to walk much more stiffly as this
corset wouldn't allow me much flexibility at all. I tried to sit down
and found that with the corset on, the only way I could sit was very
upright and on the front edge of the chair.
"You'll enjoy this, Frilly. Lovely silky nylons on your legs."
She lifted one leg out of its mule and the proceeded to unroll a nylon
stocking up my leg and attach it to three suspenders hanging from the
corset - my corset - be careful, Frilly!
What did I just call myself? No! Please no!
She then repeated the action on the other leg.
"You need stockings to make sure your corset doesn't ride up, Frilly.
They do feel nice, don't they?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah. My stockings do feel very nice."
The trouble was - they actually did! Much as I would hate to admit it
properly, the feel of the silky soft material on my legs was rather
delicious! I noticed that with my legs together, as they had to be of
course, they made a slight noise as they rubbed on each other.
"And now for your shoes, Frilly."
She placed a stiletto-heeled court shoe on both feet, bringing a strap
round my ankles, each being closed with a small padlock which snapped
shut as she applied them.
"I think it's time for you do some more walking training, Frilly. Stand
up and start you usual route round the room."
I wobbled upright and started on the now difficult process of mincing
round and round the room in my restrictive corset and 5inch heels. It
was almost as Hellish as Little Henry's life!
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