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Subject: Re: Strict and humiliating

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Percy

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Date Posted: Wed, Oct 17 2012, 11:02am
In reply to: Maiden Aunt 's message, "Re: Strict and humiliating" on Tue, Oct 16 2012, 02:15pm

Hi Maiden Aunt

I hope you had a good time in France.

Yes I soon found out from my first introduction to my governess just how strict she was. My governess explained to me that it was important during lessons to have tight knickers as it would make her job so much easier when she needed to spank me. She used to thoroughly school me in all subjects some I was good at, others hopeless so I was guaranteed a sore bottom on a regular basis. Ironically my worst subject was French. I used to have to recite tenses whilst over her lap. Her strap would come down across my buttocks for every mistake I made.

As well as my miniskirts I certainly wore my gymslips on many occasions with lots of my mothers friends telling me how cute I was.

With regards to my museum trip, I remember it as if it was yesterday. Walking to the station with my governess behind me and I was holding my mothers hand. I could feel the thick nappies around my bottom particularly as I was also wearing thick crinkly plastic pants.

The museum displays were interesting though I did feel like one of the exhibits myself.

To prevent any soreness and chaffing I was automatically changed when in the museum. I had not used my nappy. Mummy asked the curator where she could change me. I had to go with her into the ladies toilet. My nappy was removed. Mummy had brought a potty with her which I had to use. I was not allowed to use public toilets myself. Apparently I had been a bit cranky so required another smack bottom with my mothers hand. She then put me in some fresh nappies and plastic pants. I can remember the feel of total humiliation to this day.

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