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Dear Auntie Helga, My last letter ended with me going shopping, which was for me to buy female clothes for work and home, of course my work clothes had to be unisex type, though mummy told me that if there wasn't anything suitable then normal female clothes will suffice such as a pair of slacks that had a side zip. I won't bore you with the details of shopping for my new clothes and the humiliation etc, but I was so glad to get back home, though my new life was just beginning. I telephoned my job to take a few days leave as instructed by mummy and she told me that we will have a little chat later on when mummy will tell me what is going to happen to me from now on in the meantime I was told to strip and remain naked until she decides that I deserve the privilege of wearing my new clothes. For the remainder of the day mummy was busy in her study, well a room she uses as an office, while I was told to clear all my male clothes out of my wardrobe and replace them with my new clothes, and she told me to think of a suitable girls name for myself as I'll not be using my male one anymore in this house. I was also told to tidy up the house until I was called to see her. So completely naked and feeling sorry for myself I set about the tasks in hand. I know that from time to time as I passed mirrors and glass doors I could see my reflection and I was always glancing and the sight of me without body hair, mother even close shaved my head, as she said that I will not be impersonating a girl, but will be a male wearing girls clothes, in other words everyone will know I'm a male wearing female clothes. Which is still how it is today. The thing is I could cope with this except my pubic hair, as a then 17 year old this was a symbol of being a man and now mummy had this removed and I looked like a child again. As mummy puts it; a "Proper little Sissy" With the trauma of the day I had forgotten to think of a girls name for myself and it wasn't until mummy called me to her room that it dawned on me. And it got worse because as I entered her study I saw the cane she had bought at a local hardware shop on her desk. "Mummy, please I've forgotten to think of a new name I was about to go into a proper apology but she cut me short by saying that it didn't matter as she has decided to give me the girls name Janet, she asked me to introduce my self. I said "My name is Janet mummy". "do you like your new name?" "Yes mummy it is very nice" I thought that to say otherwise would be to court disaster. "Good girl, now see this cane, this is what you will get for any serious misdemeanour, do you understand?" "yes mummy", "I hope so for your sake, I will punish you for anything I deem warrants it, I will use any method I see fit do you understand me Janet?" "Yes mummy" "I fully expect you to own up to any misdemeanour without me telling you or finding out in which case this cane will pay a visit to your bottom." She went on to say "I have written everything down which you will read thoroughly and before we go on take your hands away from your groin, you have nothing to hide, lets get this clear from the start, You are a sissy, nothing more than that, you will not hide yourself from me or anyone else, I will treat you and show you how I expect you to behave and you will do it, I will not have any macho stuff from you from now on. It will be humiliating and embarrassing for you, but I don't care, I only care that you learn to be a sissy and learn well, I will teach you and providing you do that you I will be happy and I will not accept any more male attitude you will be dressed and treated like a girl, you will act like a girl. Though everyone will know you're a male because though you will wear make up you will not wear a wig and your hair will be closely cropped like a boy and you will enjoy it and for your sake the sooner the better." "Now put your hands on your head this minute, sissies have no right to expect to be modest or to be treated as an equal you lost that right when you behaved like an animal." With that she handed me a piece of paper, which was entitled " Rules" she said that I was to read it through and if I had any questions to come and see her, in the meantime I was to stand where I was and read them while she went for a bath. As she passed me she said in a gentle tone which somehow made me feel wanted and loved, "I don't want you to leave here, this is your home and I love you I just want you to be good, I'm sure you'll accept everything you just need firm guidance that's all and mummy will be here for you, now read it through and then come and see me when you've finished". "Yes mummy" I said in reply. I quietly read my new rules, and I was shocked and scared at what mummy had written for me to learn and obey. I read it through at least three times as I wanted to make sure I had understood what mummy had written, I won't write verbatim here as it is too long and indeed humiliating even after 6 years, though I have learnt such a lot about myself that I couldn't see at the time, but mummy did, and now I'm a good sissy and obedient, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Once I had read it and realised what my life, well almost, was going to be I went to see mummy. The rules covered about everything from what I wear, say, address people, to a total ban on girlfriends and sex with females, but it did say that I will always be under female control and mummy will find a suitable lady to continue after she has gone. The only sexual mention was supervised masturbation under strict control, it also mentioned that when I reach 18 I would be allowed to surf the adult websites which would be my equivalent of sexual foreplay. You may be asking yourself how I feel now after 6 or so years, the truth is I now accept my life and being a sissy, I suppose really it was always there and I am now quite happy and content, I am still a virgin and my all accounts will always be but somehow this is not so important now and I'm satisfied sexually with being a sissyboy and wear my clothes with a certain pride. Mummy purchased a CB3000 for me which I wear, she keeps the key's, and yes she fits it on me and removes it when she deems appropriate. I seem to have written a lot this time, perhaps I will write again with permission. Janet Thank you for your letter Janet. Your mummy seems to have you well under control and you seem happy, I see no harm here. I'm sure we all would love to hear from you again. Auntie Helga |