A classic pyjama punishment

Saturday afternoon at 3 pm aunty removed the plug from the bathtub. I had just been given a bath by my aunty. This had entailed an intrusive interrogation with a soapy flannel of the most intimate parts of my body ending with a mouth soaping so intense that I gagged several times as aunty worked the flannel around my mouth.   "Come along, you naughty little boy, I will teach you to tell lies to aunty." My crime had been to "forget" to tell aunty I had crept out of the house for five minutes to have a crafty cigarette when I was supposed to be busy polishing the cutlery. Unluckily for me, I had forgotten about Miss Masterton, the spinster who lived opposite. She had spied upon me as she often did, through her binoculars and telephoned aunty to inform her that there was a miscreant outside wearing pale blue little boy pyjamas who was smoking a cigarette. Of course, I was even more naive when I foolishly denied my crime after Aunty had confronted me. When Miss Masterton appeared in person to confirm my crime I had no choice but to confess and so found myself being stripped of my rocket ship pyjamas and unceremoniously deposited into a soapy bathtub.

Aunty then dried me roughly and marched me naked downstairs. To my horror, Miss Masterton was still there, she smirked as I attempted to cover myself. Aunty slapped my hands aside. "Not only did you lie to me about smoking but you lied about sneaking out of the house too. Well my lad, perhaps you won't be so keen to be seen in public wearing these." It was only then that I noticed that in Miss Masterton's lap was a pair of pink floral pyjamas. Grinning like a Cheshire cat she held up the pyjama jacket. With aunty behind me ensuring my compliance Miss Masterton guided my arms into the soft, brushed cotton, frilly pyjama jacket and I was turned to face her as she buttoned me into it. The pyjama jacket had a ruffle neck that was fastened with two buttons at the very top. "No please," it's too tight," I begged pathetically. Miss Masterton and Aunty ignored my protests and merely continued adjusting the sleeves of the pyjama jacket that had elasticised cuffs.

"Step." Miss Masterton commanded as I put first one leg then the other into the pyjama bottoms. Miss Masterton slid the pyjamas up over my thighs and positioned them precisely on my waist. Using her hand she smoothed the brushed cotton material against my groin. I moaned slightly and she felt my excitement at her touch. Miss Masterton laughed and placed two fingers under my chin, raising my head and forcing me to stare into her face.” Your nephew looks so sweet wearing his frilly pink floral pyjamas, I think I shall have to bring more pairs for him to wear." Her hand, masked from my aunt's view, continued to casually caress the brushed cotton of my pyjama bottoms in a manner that almost caused me to disgrace myself further.

"Please do," replied Aunty who inadvertently rescued me with the promise of a spanking. "He will be wearing frilly pink pyjamas for the foreseeable future so I will need plenty of pairs for him. Now, get over my lap for a smacked botty I tried to protest but aunty only became angrier and, after informing me that 6.30 would become my new regular bedtime, asked Miss Masterton if she could think of an additional punishment.

Miss Masterton paused for a moment before saying. "What if you were to bring him across to my house tomorrow at say 10 o'clock? He will be wearing his pretty girl's pyjamas, of course, we could get him to try on some more pairs and we could choose a pair for him to wear whilst he performed some chores for me. You needn't stay. I would bring him back in time for his bedtime."
She smiled serenely as she spoke. "I may need to put him across my lap myself if his behaviour warrants, I trust that would be permissible?  Like you, I do so believe in maternal spanking's to persuade naughty boys to do as they are told"

Aunty enthusiastically agreed, adding that it was every females duty to regularly spank the males under their control. It was then decided to take tea outside and I was to put on my quilted dressing gown as it was slightly chilly.

All too soon it was 6.30 and I kissed Miss Masterton night-night as Aunty took my hand and led me upstairs where I was put straight to bed wearing my frilly, pink floral pyjamas.