There has been the issue of my garage window, and more importantly, the petulant way you responded to the situation.’ It was then that I realized that a wet diaper was something more than cold and clammy. It was heavy.

The hell you will! Give me my own clothes! I'll go to school like I always do. Dressed the way I want to! You can't tell me what to wear!" I called her bluff. Daddy was out of arguments. My Aunt had an extra room, my brother would stay with Uncle Harold. I claimed I should be the one to stay with Uncle Harold, but they believed my brother should because he was older and could get along without Mom. She was in disbelief, but not angry, “You used chloroform on me!? I wouldn’t have guessed you even knew what that was… wow you really got me!” I knew I was defeated, and the worst thing was I could feel pre-c-m forming on the tip of my pen-s as it strained inside my flimsy panties. Mrs. Fairchild's perfume was literally overwhelming me, and her breath was hot against my ear. Now that my hairless freshly waxed crotch was exposed, I was acutely aware that I had not used the bathroom since waking. “Ummmmmmm, Auntie Dearest, can I please use the toil, uh I mean the potty?” I looked up expectantly.

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The Friday had finally come I had been looking forward to. The stars had all aligned; and I was to go over to my Aunt Chrissy’s after school for the night. It was just the two of us. I had hatched my little plan since the middle school science teacher had done an in-class experiment a month or so before. I was mesmerized by the science lab, and had always wanted to tie up my aunt. I had a couple of times as a little kid, but not since then. She was definitely the aunt who liked to play with her nieces and nephews, and wasn’t afraid to play jokes on us or even tease us a little. There was nothing outstanding about the interior. It seemed like a home. Aunt Christine gave me the grand tour of the house. Two bathrooms, one upstairs, one downstairs, bedrooms upstairs (both hers and mine), kitchen, dining room and living room. She told me to sit down in the living room, which I did. She sat down across from me and said I was embarrassed when my mother unbuttoned me jeans and pulled them and my underpants down to my ankles and told me to bend over knees Danny, we need to talk." she said in her quiet voice. "Not now, at the commercial, and for the last time, CALL ME DAN!!!" was my polite response to her. When the commercial came on, she resumed. "Dan, we need to talk." Get your purse, let's go sweetheart.” She grabbed my free hand firmly and starting walking toward the front door of the house. I froze in terror.

Kiss your dolly goodnight sweetheart.” The Landlady's voice was sugared in an even more condescending tone than usual. I gingerly kissed the porcelain face. “Now you and Priscilla get a good night's sleep honeybun,because my two dollies are going to have a BIG day tommorow!” Her amused grin filled me with dread. Another big day? As my mind raced with the awful possibilities, my pen-s taunted me by becoming as rigid as steel inside my gauzy bunny panties.Your not having sex yet, so you don't actually have to do anything about it. If you have dreams or fantasies about being spanked, please don't get upset or feel dirty. You are normal, and your desires are normal. When you are older, all you need to do is find a partner who understand. Many couples like spanking and find this makes their marriage and sex life stronger. The day continued with diction lessons, the Landlady instructing me on the proper way for a “young lady” to speak. She insisted that I raise the pitch of my voice and speak in a feminine manner. I had to thank Auntie Dearest for every article of my clothing in my new voice, and tell her how much I “loved dressing like a pretty girl.”