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Imagination 12a
During the whole of this period, my nails had been getting longer and
longer. Sister Sarah had had me filing and shaping them for some time now
but despite being much more tidy and well-shaped, they were getting to
the stage where they interfered with all my "tasks" in a big way.
Sister Sarah had me applying nail strengthener twice a day, not that they
were brittle, but she wanted to make sure that they would accept the
increased length without problems.
Problems!
Perhaps not as far as she was concerned. No frequent breakages perhaps,
but plenty of problems for me in trying to do my tasks with nails that
were nearly three quarters of an inch long! I had to learn how to do
everything using the sides of my fingers where previously I had used the
tips and it wasn't, just like most of the other things she had me do,
easy.
"Big days ahead for you, Frilly!"
Joy! What now?
"Now that you have such nice nails, we will start making them look a bit
prettier. Or, at least, you will! I know you have been doing all your own
make-up very well for some time now but we think it is time that you
started having a slightly more colourful life."
I doubt it. All I want is to get out of this situation and go home!
"So, from today, we shall require you to lacquer your nails with
whichever colour you are told to use and it will be your responsibility
to make sure that they are perfect at all times. If you chip a nail at
any time, you must repair it immediately"
Whoopee!
"Go and wash your hands and nails very carefully, dry them thoroughly and
then come and sit down while I go through what you need to do."
Hands washed and dried, I sat down on my lovely sloping seat - knees and
feet together and push, not so easy in these heels - and endured a
tutorial on nail varnishing.
About half an hour later I was invited to mince over to my dressing
table.
"You will find a bottle of nail varnish on your dressing table. Now try
to do what I have been telling you to do and remember that it will be
more difficult to do your right hand than your left, but I expect just as
good a result when you have finished."
After about half a dozen attempts followed by the swift application of
remover and another go, I finally achieved a standard which was
apparently acceptable to her, at least in the short term. I had a set of
long, bright red nails to add to my total make-up and problems in
general. It wasn't lost on me completely that the varnish matched the
lipstick I had been wearing every day.
After yet another deportment session and my usual small lunch, I was made
to sit on my favourite chair again.
"As I said, Frilly, big days!"
I was handed a pair of baby pink gym knickers to replace my usual navy
blue or bottle green ones that I had had to tolerate since day one. They
were quite a good match to my corset colour.
"I did say a bit more colour, Frilly, didn't I?"
"Yes, Sister Sarah, you did."
"Well? What do you say, Frilly?"
My new "name" was being used as often as ever. After this long, I was so
used to it that I reacted to it immediately and without thinking. I
couldn't help it, my name is now Frilly! That's not even a girl's name,
it's worse and I have to use it!
Of course, there's only one right answer, isn't there? Any other answer
and little Henry would suffer even more.
"Thank you very much for giving me some more colour, Sister Sarah. I
appreciate it very much and these knicker are just what I wanted"
Not! If anything, this new pair were of a better quality satin than the
previous ones which meant that they were more slippery. As if to bring
the point home even more, Sister Sarah then raised the back of my seat
another notch. More effort still!
I was "allowed" to sit for about an hour. My thighs were aching from the
effort although I now knew that with time, it would get easier as my
muscles adapted further. I was just about at the end of my tether when
Sally walked in.
"My, Frilly! What pretty knickers you are wearing. Tell me about them."
Who wants to tell a woman about the knickers they are wearing? Apparently
I do. The options are limited to one!
"They are satin gym knickers, Mistress. I like wearing them very much and
thank you for allowing me to have these pink ones, they match the colour
of my corset very nicely"
Hopefully, I haven't left anything out!
The inevitable hand came out. Poor little Henry.
"And will you wear these nice pink satin knickers every day if I tell you
to, Frilly?"
It doesn't really matter what I say, there will be a follow-up to make me
grovel.
"Yes, Mistress. If that's what you tell me to do."
"Excellent! Now prepare me for bed."
She stood still while I started to un-button her blouse. Meanwhile,
little Henry was getting a real working over. Agony, but nothing I could
do anything about.
I can now manage the whole business in under 10 minutes despite the fact
that Sally is parading in front of me in her rather delicious underwear
and giving little Henry yet another dose of Hell.
Dressed in her pastel yellow baby-doll nightie, panties and peignoir she
turned to Sister Sarah.
"Frilly seems to be doing fairly well. Are we about ready for the next
steps?"
"Yes, I believe we are. I can start her on those as soon as you like."
"I think tomorrow will do then. Let's see how well she behaves with that
and then we'll carry on in the light of those results"
With that she swept out, leaving me confused and ignorant of what was to
happen and what effect it would have on me. Sister Sarah stood there with
her usual evil grin in place enjoying every moment of my discomfort.
"My goodness, Frilly. You are a lucky girl. So many new things happening
to you and all of them helping you to become the perfect ladies maid.
Doesn't that make you happy?"
I do not want to become a ladies maid called Frilly, perfect or
otherwise, but I know only too well by now that I really don't have any
say in the matter and that any sort of rebellion will only give me grief!
On top of all that, she obviously isn't going to tell me what is going to
happen tomorrow, which means I shall have a very poor night's sleep
wondering what it will be.
I've still got to answer, though.
"Yes, Sister Sarah. I'm sure that will make me very happy and will help
me to become the perfect ladies maid."
"But surely you are happy with it now, aren't you, Frilly? You aren't
going to have to wait and see, are you?
Whoops!
"Of course not, Sister Sarah. I'm very happy with the idea now but I will
be even happier when the next changes happen"
Will that work?
"Good! Now then. What's your name?"
"My name is Frilly, Sister Sarah."
"And why do you think you are called Frilly?"
"Because I'm going to be frilly?"
"Very good, Frilly. I'm sure you will really enjoy being as frilly as
possible in due time."
After my meagre tea I had more deportment exercises and then began to
prepare for bed. Clean off my make-up and apply cold cream. Be released
from my heels and day corset and have them replaced by my night corset
and training slippers and then lie down to try and get some sleep. I
thought it would be difficult but...
I woke next morning to discover that my training bra had been replaced by
two large mounds firmly attached to my chest.
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