We had a great holiday. We opened new adventures. i was committed to whatever Mistress Barbara directed. I there was any doubt that Ms. Barbara had become Mistress Barbara, Her superior position was now very clear for me and the rest of the family.
Mistress Barbara added a new signal to our entry table. Months ago we established the position of a candy dish on the table near the front door to indicate how i should dress when i arrived home from work. A system we still use. If the candy dish is close to the door, we have guests in the house. i find our guests, say hello, then go to Mistress Barbara’s bedroom, put my panties on under my uniform (now work clothes), and return to join our guests. If the candy dish is at the far end of the table, i immediately take off my uniform (clothes), go to Mistress Barbara’s bedroom and either put on the clothes lay out on the bed, or put on my panties (in cold weather) and scrub top (only in warm weather). Mistress Barbara added a blank index card to the table. If the index card was under the candy dish, regardless of the candy dish position, i was to add my bra to what ever i was wearing. Our basic signaling system took on a new option. Mistress Barbara played with the card. For example, when we left for work in the morning, the card might be next to the dish, but when i arrived home, the card might be just touching the card. Sometimes it would be on the floor right below the dish. After a few spankings, i learned it was better to put my bra on if the card was anywhere near or under the dish in any way, than risk the spanking. While the spankings did diminish over the years, in the beginning, i can now say, training was fun.
Spankings also became more frequent and for more minor mistakes or over-sights. Spankings also became a minimum of thirty whacks. Ten would be with my panties on and the remaining twenty would be bare ass. Some spankings would be over Mistress Barbara’s knee, some with me bent over with my hands behind my back, and some would be with me leaning on the kitchen table. i do not know why, but the kitchen table spankings were much harder than the others were.
Mistress Barbara also began putting me in the corner after each spanking. She varied my position there as well. She might direct me to stand, squat, or bend over. When standing or bent over, She would also walk over and spank me a couple of more times, just for Her fun.
In bed Mistress Barbara would also spank me. However, those spankings were part of Her control over me in bed and were quite sensual. She would play with and tease me while spanking me. When i would get hard she would either stop playing with me, but continue spanking me until i was soft again, or slap my “funny little thing” bouncing it off my belly or thighs. She might follow this spanking routine two or three times in an evening. Then when She would get on top of me, She would ask me to spank Her while She road me. my taps were hardly spanks, but it was (and still is) fun.
When we went out, and when i went out by myself, for non-work related things, i was in a bra and some combination of other feminine underwear. In about three weeks it almost seemed the natural thing to do. Clearly, Mistress Barbara liked me in female underwear. i have to admit, i was enjoying the feel. Through the winter, stocking or pantyhose were actually warmer. Since i was already trained to sit to pee, hose did not present a problem.
Letters from Mistress Mom confirmed dad’s Christmas was similar to mine. Everything present he received was feminine. Pantyhose, stockings, garters, panties, girdle, bras, slips, house dresses, skirts, tops, and make-up were his presents from Santa and family. i knew about the nail polish and make-up since that gift was from us. i was surprised when i saw the gift tag said, “TO sissy dad FROM Mistress Barbara and k”. i began to thinks that Mistress Barbara must have released a built up emotion in Mistress Mom during Her visit with us. From the post Christmas letters it became clear that Mistress Mom knew a lot about our Christmas and Mistress Kate and Lady Mary’s visit. It was also clear that Mistress Barbara was encouraging Mistress Mom and making a lot of recommendations. Of course, since i was an active duty soldier, the “sissy” element did not register with me.
Mistress Barbara started to call “ms. k” at home. Her references to me were almost exclusively ms. k. On the base and the PX She did call me Lt. k, but otherwise it was ms k. At the Officer’s Club, She would often whisper, “I almost called you ms. k, wouldn’t that have been exciting”. Your first thought is right, as She expected, i would turn red and my heart rate would suddenly increase. my worry, embarrassment, and humiliation would increase at evening events when i would be wearing stocking, garter, and panties under my uniform or clothes. There was never a dull moment with Mistress Barbara.