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Fantasy Island – The Cheerleader

I must admit after my last trip to Fantasy Island I have been putting off another visit. It has been made very clear that my Mistress was dropping me off at the Fantasy Island Ferry today whether I wanted to or not. So – I got on the boat with my normal trepidation and fear. I sat quietly on the ferry boat trip and when we arrived I trudged up the ramp.

The Mistress of Fantasy Island was her usual happy self and was glowing as always. She was excited and told me that I was a sight for sore eyes. She told me I was just in time to fix a big problem she had.

Today was the big game with our rival and that one one of the cheerleaders had just hurt herself. She told me that I was perfect to be her newest cheerleader. I was shocked and started to step backwards.

She looked at me sternly, told me to stop and before I could say anything several of her assistants appeared and led me to the cheerleaders locker room.

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In a Row – Alien Invasion – Pieclown’s Results

I was require for this assignment to act as the president of an alien race of humanoids set on enslaving the earth. I was to have a lingerie shoot showing off your buxom, but oddly colored, human form which every newspaper will want to run and then meet up with others from your invasion at the largest halloween party in the world (where you will all blend right in).

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Fantasy Island – 12 “A Little Girl’s Birthday Party”

As I walked up to the Mistress of Fantasy Island my mind was racing. It seemed whatever I wished for, the results of my wish were not what I thought they would be. Actually they had mostly been disasters and were truly painful and humiliating. What should I wish for?

Then I thought, how bad could a little Girl’s Birthday Party be. She dressed up in a pretty Dress and had fun with her Girl Friends and got lots of Presents.

Settled – I asked for it to be my Birthday and to attend a Little Girl’s Birthday Party in my Honor.

As usual, Mistress smiled that smile that always gave me chills and dread. Her answer, “Of Course”

Her assistants came rushing out as usual and grabbing my hand took me off to the Little Girl’s Store.

An hour later I was decked out in the prettiest lacy-est frilly Little Girl’s Party Dress. It was so little Girlish that it was humiliating. No Girl would wear it, let alone a sissy boy and not be embarrassed. I must admit though, I did like it very much and felt very Girlie in it.

I was led off into another room and as I entered all of Assistants to the Mistress yelled surprise. I had expected a lot of other little girls to play with, but all the Big Girls meant something else was planned.

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Maggie Rae: Babyface II, Part II

Way back in January, around the time I was making the ill-planned choice to fail my initial reinstatement assignments, I never really thought it would ever get this far. Truth be told, it was long enough ago that I have no idea what I was thinking, but it was my decision and I’ve done my best to live with it. Nearly six months, a long list of assignments, and the first of two Babyface repeats later, I finally found myself staring at the last of the series—one last and final repeat of Babyface to go and the long, painful, humiliating chain would be complete. This repeat would be different, however, as it would be the first and only of the three that Ms Lisa would not be administering, meaning it was all on me to make good on my promise to make this punishment miserable and humiliating enough to satisfy the last of my obligations. I’ve never found it easy to create punishments for myself, however this time I feel that I managed well enough to put this whole mess to bed, once and for all.

And so, without further ado or delay, the last in my long series of reinstatement obligations and the completion of Babyface II…

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Maggie Rae: Babyface II, Part I

Over a month ago, when I was still in the midst of my reinstatement proceedings, Mistress Katzenburg brought to my attention that I had agreed to recomplete the Babyface assignment as a part of the reinstatement option I’d chosen. I was not terribly keen on the concept, and tried to make a deal to avoid it—I would submit to a reader poll to decide my fate on the repeat. If people voted my way, I would avoid the repeat altogether; while if lost, I would accept my punishment tenfold. I didn’t think it could come to it, but I ended up losing in the polls by 20 votes, and so began the saga of Babyface II.

Babyface II was a direct extension of the original punishment that included two repeats of the original punishment, with a 20+ day punishment time between them for the 20 votes that I lost the poll by. Officially, the punishment was as follows:

Babyface II will begin the same way as the original–as described in the original post. The changes Ms Lisa made are OK–and she is under no requirements to have this one be the same.

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Since you lost by 20 votes, after this has been completed, the following daily lessons will be enforced.

0) You will continue to be shaved at all times.

1) You will be dressed for bed between the hours of 8pm and 6am. This will include your standard forms, footed jammies and diaper. No change will be allowed during this time, so it should be a good, thick diaper.

2) Diapers and a bra are to be worn any time you leave the house. Panties and a bra will be worn at all other times (except as specified in these rules).

3) You will spend at least four hours of each day (i.e. when you are not dressed for bed) in your forms.

4) You will be available at all times for any tasking your Mistress requires. She will ask you, so be sure to inform her you are available.

5) After twenty nights have elapsed, you may petition your Mistress to repeat the event that started off this assignment and finally end the assignment. On the morning after the 20th night, rule #3 above will change to “all the time you are at home”.

With the poll closed and my fate decided, I set off to accept what I’d brought on myself—a month of extremely unpleasant punishment…

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Geek Girl: Mouth of the South

Following my choice to fail my initial reinstatement assignments I was introduced to my new persona of Geek Girl, the big-breasted bad luck girl whose lust for humiliation always seems to get the best of her. When we’d last left Geek Girl, she was sitting alone in her apartment downloading gallery after gallery of humiliating porn, safe and innocent enough. It was when she ventured out into the world to seek the same humiliation she’d seen online that she really got herself into trouble.

Geek Girl became obsessed with sorority initiations and decided to go down to the local college and do a little peeping. After scoping a few of the houses, she finally found one with a window that she could look in, while still providing her some cover from the street. Her patience was rewarded as she looked in and saw several young ladies, looking downcast, wearing only panties and holding large paddles out in their hands. Entranced as she was, she only realized after the snapping of twigs and the sweet smell of chloroform that she had fallen into their honeypot.

As Geek Girl woke up, she could feel ropes encircling her ample breasts, still inside her black sweat suit, and keeping her tied to a wooden chair. With her hands roped behind the chair back and tied to her feet, she knew they had her. And when she found her hair was tied down, keeping her looking at the ceiling, she knew she was truly stuck as their prisoner until they decided to release her. After this beginning, the thought of what they had planned for her both excited and terrified her.

After what seemed like hours or staring at the ceiling, listening to whispers in the corners of the room, Geek Girl was surprised when a girl wearing a leather helmet and brightly painted lips leaned over into her field of view. Geek Girl listened closely as she began.

“As we like to keep control of our own property, without the involvement of outside law enforcement, we offer you two choices. The first is that you will stay with us for a little while and endure the punishments that we have voted and laid out for you. While they will be painful and humiliating, they will be over quickly. Your second option is for us to call our local police, who do not take kindly to peeping toms. With the judge and police chief being alumnae of our sorority, you can be guaranteed at least six months in jail, where we will do everything in our power to ensure that ‘dropping the soap’ in the men’s shower will be the high point of your day. Every day.

“So, do you want us to call in the police? Or will you submit to our punishments? Before you answer though, let me at least tell you what they are. In ‘Artsy Fatsy’ you will be made up for a more appropriate look for the rest of the time. ‘Fire n the Icehole’ will keep your mind occupied while performing ‘Mouth of the South’. With ‘Way Down a Creek’ you will experience what I assume you came here to see. And finally, after ‘The Golden Child’, you will be sent away. That is all you need to know. So, do you accept our punishments?”

“No police” was all Geek Girl could manage to whisper.

Below are the details of the five tasks—how they were applied to Geek Girl and how I implemented them.

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In a Row – Maggie Rae’s Results

The assignment In a Row marks my first Institute-wide activity since I applied to be re-instituted as a fully active client, and it was an assignment that felt very familiar indeed. Since one of my earlier reinstatement assignments, Eight Legged Clean Freaks, was essentially the inspiration behind this assignment, I had a pretty good understanding of exactly what I was getting into. Being a bit of a geek helps as well, as I was already pretty well initiated into using dice to determine random attributes of my assignments which let me make good, informed decisions to minimize the length of my assignment. While this assignment was by no means pleasant, I was able to quickly and efficiently complete it with no major hiccups.

For the assignment, I (along with all the other active Institute clients) would be donning the outfit of a sissy baby maid, complete with an extremely padded super stuffed diaper, black trash bag maid’s outfit, my biggest bra and forms, and all sorts of little extras to make otherwise simple maid-ly activities that much more challenging. The assignment began, however, before we even dressed for our eventual trials.

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Maggie-Rae: Babyface

A long time ago, at the end of the Dusting Off series of assignments, Ms. Lisa spotted the assignment called Babyface which would be used as the highest level punishment for the ultimate loser of the series. After the completion of Sorority Bitches, she made sure to remind the Mistresses of The Institute so they wouldn’t forget it, ultimately dooming sissy billy to complete the task. Additionally, Ms. Lisa volunteered me for the task, despite my inactive member status at the time. At the time, I laughed at the torment that sissy billy had to endure, and it wasn’t until my time came that I felt the same pain he had. If he had performed his Sorority Bitches better, then maybe we both could have avoided it, but as it turned out, that was not the case. Now, I’m faced with the threat of repeating it, or worse, whatever the next and final step of the Dusting Off series would have been (seeing as I’ve already completed it once) dependent on how the evaluation of my own Sorority Bitches assignment goes. This is a record of my own instance of Babyface…

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pieclown:Sorority Bitch

When Mistress Katzenburg gave the assignment of Dusting Off she let us there would be a poll to see who did it the best. The winner would not have to do the next assignment. I was not the winner so had to participate in seven of the nineteen activities, spread over the four sections. One from each section.

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sissy billy – a Sorority Bitch

A short while ago we were all given an assignment. Because the Institute had become quite dusty, we were to present ourselves as a sissy maid prepared to clean. A Poll was established to vote on who had presented themselves as the most humiliated sissy maid.

The losers were to be trained further and experience further humiliation as “Sorority Bitches”.

From the Start my performance was inadequate and had 0 Votes until a late surge left me with 2 Votes, but still in last place. I guess I was the most in need of humiliation and training by the Sorority and now I was to be a “Sorority Bitch”.

The assignment was basically that you were to experience a Sorority initiation Training Exercise in obedience and humiliation. There would be four Training Sessions over the course of the Evening divided into a Pleasant Dinner at a reception hall followed by a punishment session for insolent Sorority Bitches. You were then to be taken back to the Sorority House for some additional Training Punishments. Then, finally, it was Bedtime and a pleasant Sleep. The actual training episodes were not so pleasant.

It was for each of us to determine our training activities. We were required to pick at least one activity in each session, a minimum of 7 total activities and the Judges were to decided which Sorority Bitch would graduate and which would need further training.

I intended to try as hard as I could to impress the Judges and would attempt as many activities as I thought I could accomplish. To start, I strove to make myself as pretty as I could and be the Best Sorority Girl I could. I was to attend a Dinner at a reception hall and the dress code was a Corset, stockings, high heels and a dress. Since it seemed like a formal affair, I chose an old, but very pretty Fancy Dress that I once imagined wearing to a Prom.

I stood ready to be a Sorority Bitch.

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Junior Summer – 2 – Training Starts and The Surprises Keep Coming

“Oh My Heavens” sissy billy uttered. She was frozen in the middle of the floor and looked terrified. She obviously was afraid to move. She finally took a step forward and with hesitation she opened the front door.

There stood Mistress Rosemarie. sissy billy let out a sigh of relief for she had hoped Mistress Rosemarie would be her first trainer. Her hope was short lived. She told Mistress Rosemarie she would be right back as soon as she put on her clothes, but as she turned Mistress Rosemarie shouted stop. She grabbed sissy billy’s hand and dragged her outside still dressed in her peignoir set, cuffs and punishment high heels. She stopped on the front lawn and in the middle of the day there were lots of neighbors outside. The humiliation was intense for sissy billy and she turned red. Mistress Rosemarie then dragged her the rest of the way to the car like a little girl and sissy billy jumped in the front seat. Mistress Rosemarie made her get out and get in the back seat. She then said very loudly so all the neighbors could hear: “Sissies are like little girls and they should sit in the back seat. She then made a big deal of buckling sissy billy in with a seat belt and I am sure sissy billy could hear all the neighbors laugh and start talking. They then drove off.

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Junior Summer – 1 – Is Summer Great or Maybe Not

Bill had just finished his third year of College, was in a real partying fraternity and had been dating a drop dead gorgeous girl (Marilyn) for two years and who had just graduated. She had been in a Sorority that socialized often with his fraternity. He knew everyone in her Sorority including Marilyn’s cousin (Rosemarie) who was in his classes and who had become his best friend besides Marilyn. The three of them had become inseparable during the past two years.

Good Times and things were going to get better. Bill was going to go home with Marilyn and stay at her house for the Summer. Marilyn’s Mother owned a large Women’s Clothing Fabrication Company and was wealthy. He would work there, make good money, continue dating Marilyn and live high on the hog in a gorgeous house.

Nothing could possibly go wrong unless he screwed it up with Marilyn. Well Guess What? Bill screwed it up big time. Bill had a fetish all of his life which he had carefully kept a deep dark secret. He liked to dress up in Ladies frilly feminine negligees. He had always been discrete and very careful and certainly intended on continuing this way. Marilyn’s Mother, being wealthy, had the prettiest and most expensive Peignoir Sets that he had ever seen. He couldn’t wait for the opportunity to try them on and it quickly presented itself.

Patricia, Marilyn’s Mom, traveled often as the head of the company which left Bill alone with Marilyn. How perfect was that? Marilyn and he could do what they wanted. There love life was fantastic. Marilyn, now that she had graduated, was going to work for her mom and would start in the Accounting division so as to learn from the bottom up. Bill was also assigned to that division which was perfect and he liked being close to Marilyn. Rosemarie was also working in this division as she would also the following year go to work for her Aunt.

Marilyn was working hard to learn everything she could and would often work late while Bill would go home to the estate, swim in the pool and sit at the bar at the pool drinking and waiting for Marilyn. Marilyn had told him she would be late and the opportunity presented itself. He went directly to Patricia’s room when he got home, took off his clothes and started trying on her prettiest Peignoir Sets. He lay on her bed and jerked off into the panties that were part of the set. He was in Heaven Until….

A camera clicking startled him out of his fantasies and he noticed Marilyn snapping picture after picture. He jumped up, snapped the camera from her and ran back to his bedroom. He was naturally trembling, but felt relieved that at least he had the pictures and somehow would talk his way out of this. Marilyn walked by his now locked door and yelled, “I will be waiting in the Den for you”.

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Farewell to Arms

If you have problems with your sissy putting her hands right in front of the paddle and don’t want to bother with hold them away yourself, you can try this little trick: take an extra pair of ankle cuffs and put on on each arm, just above the elbow. Clip each wrist to the opposite elbow, and she won’t try to block anything. She won’t even be able to push herself up off the couch you bent her over.

Games: Name That Implement

Here’s a fun game you can play with your submissive. It’s a simple quiz which only requires five right answers to win. The contestant is brought into the studio, blindfolded or hooded, and tied down. The moderator makes a note of the “Number of Right Answers Required to Win”, starting it at 5. The game then starts:

  • The Mistress then picks an implement out of her toy bag and gives the contestant 10 stokes with it.

  • If the contestant is correct in naming the instrument, then the “Number of Right Answers Required to Win” is decremented. If it has reached 0 then the contestant is a winner and can be released. Otherwise, the game continues.

  • If the contestant was wrong, then she is told the name of the instrument and immediately given another twenty strokes as a refreshed. Two is added to the “Number of Right Answers Required to Win” and the game continues.

Hint: Evil mistresses know that it is not good to end the game too soon, so better submissives can be handicapped by being gagged for one or more rounds. (It’s hard to get the right answer with a gag in your mouth.)

Gnashing of Teeth

So after much gnashing of teeth (and applications of the paddle) the web-slaves finally got it together and moved this web log back to the location that it should have been. They even found a spiffy new design to start monkeying with.

Perhaps, after tonight, I won’t make them sleep in the dog cages anymore–they need a few nights hogtied by the bed.

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