Real Life Stories - October 2014

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Since then I have reveled in the power this has given me, he now has three domestic outfits, a plain cotton working uniform with pinafore, his best taffeta uniform, and an outrageously girlie pink satin uniform for when he is attending to my personal needs, he is required to wear one of these whenever he is working around the house unless we have visitors. More recently I have also obtained a ridiculously girlish "Alice in Wonderland" dress in bright blue and white satin together with a curly wig and set of enormous false eyelashes for him to wear in the evenings. As he sashays round the house in these and a pair of pink high heels he looks wonderfully silly, every inch the perfect sweet little sissy伪娘 — a man dressed and treated as a girl.

I have also acquired some more severe instruments of correction which I keep on display on my bedside table and do not hesitate to use, any backchat is rewarded with a spoonful of English mustard or an hour in the corner with a piece of soap under his tongue, or both. The ultimate punishment is a day spent in hessian knickers (available from www.lingeriebychristine.co.uk and worth every penny) which he hates, and I love. Watching him wriggle in discomfort as he goes about the housework is pure delight, it also makes him very tender and sore and therefore improves his evening punishment.