I had to get ready for bed early yesterday afternoon as aunty was entertaining Miss Jacobson and some of her friends. Aunty wanted me ready for bed so that I could serve the teas. Unfortunately I managed to spill some tea onto Mrs Kilbrights lap. I was sent out into the garden for some corner time to "reflect" on my behaviour and to consider what punishment I should receive. Of course it wasn't difficult to guess. After twenty minutes outside, aunty called me in to go across her lap for a smacked bottom before being sent to bed for an early bedtime. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves except me, as aunty spanked me for a full ten minutes in front of her friends. She then insisted that I kiss everyone night-night before I was sent upstairs to bed.
Miss Jacobson's friends enjoy the spectacle of my pyjama and early bedtime punishment.
I love these...
ReplyDeleteWell Wincy - What a remarkable coincidence! Those are exactly the same pyjamas that my friend from the Scottish dancing society, Mrs Beaumont, brought around for Mark on Monday evening! We were taking a sherry in my parlour when she remarked that she had found a pair of her husband's pyjamas at the bottom of a draw and thought they might be suitable for him. Well of course I asked him to come in from polishing the brass whereupon Mrs Beaumont held the jacket up to him and felt they would fit admirably. I then commented that it was difficult to size pyjamas without Mark actually wearing them and suggested he undress then and there and try them on. As Mark started to protest, Mrs Beaumont's Prison officer training snapped into action and his clothes were roughly removed and he was buttoned into the pyjamas in a flash! 'Foul-mouthed lads like you need to be taught a lesson I think' she muttered, and taking a handful of pyjama collar hauled him complaining into the kitchen and held his head over the sink. The bar of soap was thrust in his mouth and worked into a lather as we ladies again chuckled at Mark's attempts to escape. Mrs Beaumont's firm arm however, kept an iron grip on his pyjama collar as he gagged and frothed with the soap thrust rapidly in and out of his mouth and finished off with his head under the running tap.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sight he was when the punishment was complete - the front of his jacket wet with bubbles and a look of abject humiliation on his face. 'Now. stand next to the sofa and apologise to those ladies for your dreadful behaviour.' 'Next time I come round to your Aunt's for a soiree, I shall expect you to be dressed in your pyjamas and you shall serve us our drinks' 'Many years before I retired from the prison service, I began my husband's discipline by ordering him into his striped ex-government prison pyjamas bought cheaply at the Army & Navy stores and seeing you thus attired reminds me of how to effectively humiliate and control errant males'
As if to prove the point,Mark was over her knee and on the receiving end of a fierce spanking. Oh! how we ladies chuckled as he squirmed and kicked with his pyjama trousers flapping. 'Now, this is exactly what happened to Mr Beaumont when he refused to wear his punishment pyjamas - now, my lad, get your hands on your head and stand in the corner while we ladies finish our sherry'
I do so hope that you enjoy this example of the fitting treatment of insolent males.....
Your friend, Marjorie Clark
My Dear Marjorie
DeleteHow delighted we were to read about your friend Mrs Beaumont and the way she disciplined Mark. Striped pyjamas are very effective in maintaining discipline. Wincy's aunty and I are both believers in mouth soaping as a way of curing foul-mouthed males who deserve to be in their pyjamas and put to bed early. I trust Mark is completing his household chores wearing his new pyjamas? We have been putting Wincy to work during this warm spell as it has been far too hot for us to do anything other than relax on the patio. The weather has also provided us with an ideal opportunity to parade Wincy in his pyjamas to our friends. He has already been, "out and about", in his blue striped and red striped pyjamas, and this afternoon, after he had finished washing the windows, he was bathed and dressed in his brand new pair of vintage, ladies pyjamas that were donated to the charity shop I volunteer in. I immediately knew they were ideal for him and generously purchased them for double their cost. Of course, Wincy compensated me afterwards! They are shocking pink and made from robust winceyette. They have a delightful Peter Pan collar that annoys Wincy immensely when we button him up into them. Wincy was made to sit with us out on the patio as we passed the time of day with various girl friends who popped in to chat but now he has been sent to prepare us tea before he is despatched off to bed as his weekend bedtime is currently 5.30pm. I will get him to post a picture of himself, before his bedtime, wearing his new pyjamas so that you can see how smart he looks wearing them.
My very best wishes
Mrs Jacobson
I must say I realy like the ladies in the photograph. I would love to sit on the carpet with my pj's on, a fluffy cardigan draped round my shoulders, listening to them having a good chit chat. Later on I could bring them tea and cake. When they would finish, I would do the washing up, come back, ask for a bare bottom spanking from the lady wearing the blue cardigan and go to bed like a good boy.
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angora_sissy
I suspect you would have received a spanking from all four ladies before being sent to bed early, and without having to ask.
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