Delightful. Now the Delta Darlings are finally shopping for their frilly lingerie I hope the girls tempt them into buying the girliest and frilliest sets available in lovely pastel colours. Look forward to next episode.

Just want to add my appreciation for your writing BB. It’s like enjoying a parallel universe of human sexuality that I don’t need to physically experience, but can so easily fall into a make believe world to enjoy almost as well. ??🍷🥳

The Two ladies approached the girls said why you naughty little girls you will pay dearly for this firstly we are going to take you to the special part of the department store to arrange special cloths for you. You will learn to be girls even if I have to use more magic follow me if you know what is good for you the girls follow Lady Forrester with Judge Stickland bring up the rear. They entered the lift and Lady Forrester pressed the button for the top floor when they arrive there was a reception desk with a sign sexual training for girls. Peter thinks about the sign and has a lot of apprehension what was going to happen. Lady Forrest says right girls first an injection this will stop any incontinence temporary for the purpose of this punishment when the punishment is finished you will revert back to nappies and rubber knickers. A nurse came out an administered the injections to all the girls they were then escorted into a changing room the nurses quickly stripped them of their boy’s attire and took of the rubber knickers and diapers.
All the girls Peter, Primrose, Clare and Mandy were naked they were placed in chairs and faced a big screen. Lady Forrester said time for you girl to watch a movie they all sat as the movie started there were flashing different colours made the girls feel dizzy as they got doper and doper Judge Strickland gave them a second injection this was to make them into sexy bimbos. The subliminal message was saying that they would choose the sluttish girly clothing even though they wanted to wear boys’ cloths that they would want to have sex with any girls they saw knowing they boy that had been physically changed into girls and as soon as they had climaxed, they would have a unbelievable need to dress back as diapered dependant toddler girls. Laid out on four different table was a set sexy underwear containing see through panties suspenders stockings and see through bra next each sexy item was a piece of boy’s underwear or clothing. Judge Strickland said right girls if you manage to dress like boy’s as you did earlier, I will immediately order that you can be changed back to your original male status, but if you fail, I will add time on your sentence as a diaper dependant toddler girl. The girls got up from the bench Lady Forrester got out a wand she waved it Peter hair ginger vagina got thicker the girl that had shaved vagina suddenly had hairy ones the girl could not stop themselves jumping up for joy singing I have a hairy vagina but their brains were say I want my pen-is back they were confused that they were so over joyed Lady Forrester smiled knowing it was part of the girls programming.
All the girls arrived at the table each had a section with their name on it. Peter looked at his first garments there was a plain pair of men’s y front type British superstore style next to the was a pain of emerald panty girdle with white lace around the top and leg openings the sort of firm control panty girdles the more mature ladies would wear except there was a large crotchless slit in the gusset which was also line with white lace. Peter thought no brainer men’s y front so he picks up one of the garments a put it on the he smiles that’s one up on Lady Forrester he then looked in the mirror looking back at him was a young girl in a mature panty girdle and his ginger vagina look like the girdle was made for him. Peter looked around all the girls had chosen crotchless panty girdles with suspender straps all in different colours pinks, red’s. white. Peter thought perhaps he would have better luck with the next garment on the table a men white vest would not be so bad he could hide his knickers with men’s trouser he just had to choose the vest. Next to the boy’s normal white vest there was also a green see-through nylon bra this would show his breast to their full even the nipples would show through.  Peter said not a problem pick up the garment but was confused again why was he use his hands behind his back to fasten the vest on and again when he looked in the mirror he saw he was in the bra. So, where the other girls next came the choice between boys’ socks or stockings you guessed it five minutes later Peter was look at his pale green stockings which he had fasten to the straps on his crotchless panty girdle he was looking more and more like a slut so were the other girls just in different colours. Next came pair of boy’s trainers or a shiny green pain of t bar Mary Janes before you could say Jack Robinson Peter had done up the Mary Janes. Peter looked around all them had failed they were dress looking like ladies of the night. Peter could see Clare bushy dark black pussy were as Primrose ‘s was bushy blond poor old Mandy had been kept with a bald pussy no hair just a slit in full view.

Chapter 283. 

Lady Middiford led the way out of the office, which was on South Kennett High Street.  She turned left and walked briskly, saying nothing.  Thomasina caught up with her and took her arm.
“Mummy
  Please don’t be angry.  I’m really sorry
”
“No you’re not.  And I’m not angry.  Actually I’m rather pleased.  You stood up for yourself.  You showed strength I hadn’t recognised.  I’m rather proud of you, darling.”
She stopped and gave her daughter a hug.
“We’re going to Roberts’ Tack Shop.  I want you to buy a couple of new outfits.  Nothing fancy, just good quality standard stuff.  You want to stay at Pitt’s Wood, right?”
“Very much
”
“I thought so.  So no more showing off.  Just fit in.  Do you get on with Miss Poole?”
“I think I do
now.”
“Then she doesn’t hold grudges?”
“Oh, no.  She’s not that sort at all.  She’s quite nice and ordinary
  Very down-to-earth.”
“Yes. I see.  I think I need to pay her a visit
  Explain myself.  Apologise.”
“Would you do that?”
“She sounds like someone I could do business with.  Also, I’m interested.  I’ve heard some lurid rumours about that place.  It rather intrigues me
   Anyway, after we’ve got you some gear I’ll drop you at school.  We can talk more tonight if you want to.”
“Thanks for understanding, mummy
” 
“I’m just glad we’ve straightened things out between ourselves.  As for Miss Poole, I’ll ring Pitt’s Wood and see if I can arrange a meeting.”

A phone call was all it took, and at three that afternoon the two ladies found themselves facing each other across Miss Poole’s desk.
“It’s good to meet you, Lady Middiford.  You have a very talented daughter.”
“I know.  You received my solicitor’s letter, I suppose?”
“Yes.  I’m very grateful
”
“You shouldn’t be.  What I did was unforgiveable.  I realise that now, since my daughter opened up about it all.  Miss Poole, I sincerely apologise for my actions, for which I take full responsibility.  Also for the tone of my lawyer’s first letter, which was sent without my approval.”
“Please, forget it.  Let’s put it in the past.  And please, call me Violet.”
“I appreciate your understanding more than I can say, Violet.  And please call me Edith.  Now, what about the girl who was dismissed?”
“Oh, I let her resign, and gave her a good reference, and three months’ pay in lieu of notice.  Don’t worry about her.  There had been other incidents.  And she’s working at another centre now.”
“I see.  That does make me feel a little better.  I was going to offer some money as compensation.”
“Not necessary, I assure you.”
“Well, in that case I’ll direct it elsewhere.  I understand you have a fund for less well-off children, for lessons and clothing.  How can I donate?”
“That’s very kind, Edith.  I can send you a link.”
“Please do.”  She paused.  “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course, Edith.”
“Well, I’ll be frank.  I’ve heard some quite unusual things about Pitt’s Wood.  I read in the paper something about a Ponyboy?  Is that the correct term?”
“Ah
our Ponyboy
yes, that’s right.”
“He gets ridden like a pony?”
“Yes
  He’s the nephew of a good friend of mine.  He has a regular rider, a girl called MĂ©lisande, the daughter of another friend.  They have a real rapport
”
“I see
  When I heard about it I found the idea rather amusing, for some reason.”
“Oh, you did?  I’m pleased.  Did Thomasina tell you about yesterday?”
“Yesterday?  Sunday?  What happened yesterday?”
“Ah
  Clearly she hasn’t.  Well, I should probably let her tell you.  But she actually rode Ponyboy.  She did several circuits of the courtyard of the Old House on him.”
“She did?” 
“Yes.  She’s a very accomplished horsewoman.  She was a little free with the whip, perhaps
  But Ponyboy was being a bit naughty.  Probably thought he could take advantage of her.  She soon put him straight on that.”
“She hasn’t mentioned it.  Not yet, at least.”
“Well I put her in charge of the pony rides, you see.  From now on our Ponyboy’s going to spend most Sunday afternoons giving pony rides for charity.  So I thought she should see what it feels like to ride a boy-pony.  I think she had quite enjoyed it, actually...”
“Goodness!  She didn’t say a word!  She’s such a modest girl.  Perhaps even a little shy
”
“Well, I know.  That’s why I decided to try to bring her out a little.  So I gave her a special rather eye-catching riding outfit to wear for supervising the pony rides.  Would you like to see a photo?”
She scrolled through her phone and handed it to Lady Middiford, who stared, gasped, and stared some more.”
“Is that
?”
“Latex?  Yes, Edith.  I hope I didn’t overstep the mark.  But actually she adapted very well, and simply got on with her job.  I was so impressed.”
“So that’s what the smell was!”
“Sorry?”
“She must have been wearing it under her clothes this very morning!”
“Really?”
“The cheeky monkey!  Without telling me!”
“I thought it would suit her, and force her to overcome her self-consciousness.  She didn’t seem to mind the attention, anyway.  I’m sorry.  I should have consulted you first,  But
”
“No, Violet.  It’s fine.  I’m just amazed she had the confidence
”
“It fitted her like a glove.”
“I can see
  So, she was wearing it this morning, too
  Oh my god, she’ll be wearing it to school!”
“Really?  Oh dear
  She must like it more than I realised
”
“If her teacher finds out...  My goodness, how could she be so silly?”
“Well, she’s got good taste.  Our supplier – Fantastex – lives up to their name.  The latex is top quality.  They made Ponyboy’s pony suit, and they dress our boot boys.  Tell her that if she intends to take a more active part in the life of the Centre, I’d be only too happy to get Cynthia – that’s the boss - to make her whatever outfits she wants.
“That’s very kind, Violet
  I never imagined my innocent daughter would
.”  She shook her head slowly.  “I mean, a latex catsuit?    Today’s been quite a revelation for me, one way and the other
”
“Well she has a perfect figure.  In fact Cynthia thought she'd be ideal for modelling some of their products.  I don't know if she'd be up for that...”
“Modelling?  Modelling latex?  I need to get my head around this.  Wait till I see her tonight!  I’ll have some very pertinent questions for her
”
“Actually I think doing some modelling would really help her confidence.”
“Yes
  I suppose it would
”  She took a deep breath.  “Violet.  You mentioned the boot boys.  Thomasina told me something about them.  There’s two of them, right?”
“Well, yes.  Bobby and Timmy.  Actually they’re doing rather well
”
“Is it true that these boys
how old are they?”
“Seventeen.”
“Yes, seventeen. It is true that these seventeen-year-old boys are employed just for the purpose of cleaning and polishing riding boots?”
“Yes
  And other boots too, sometimes
”
“Which they do while the owners are wearing them?”
“Usually, yes
”
“On their knees?”
“Well
yes
”
“What are they like?”
“Well, Edith, if you care to take a look at that picture on the wall behind the door
  Yes, that one with the red frame
  You’ll be able to see both boys wearing their uniforms
  They’re also made by Fantastex.”
Edith rose and approached the picture.  Bobby and Tim, both in their pageboy outfits, holding hands outside the boot parlour, and looking rather self-conscious.  She stared at it
then turned and smiled.
“It’s such a clever idea!  They must be very popular
  I can’t think of a better job for two good-looking young guys like that.  They look so sweet, too
”
“Yes.  It’s been good for the Centre, and the boys are well-paid, and that’s aside from the tips.  But in any case they enjoy their work, and are very polite and respectful.  Why don’t you book a session?  Just call at reception and book a date.”
“Oh, don’t worry.  Now I’ve heard a bit more about them, now I’ve seen this photo, I intend to.  This was your idea?”
“I’m afraid it was
”
“You’re a woman after my own heart.”
“We also hire them out by the day for general domestic service.”
“Excellent!  I used to employ a maid myself at one time
”
“Funny you should say that, but there’s an agency
  ESDS – Egerton’s Special Domestic Services – which might be just up your street.  This is run by another friend of mine, Cassandra Egerton.  Actually I’m a sort of partner.  The website’s private – you’d need to be an approved member – of course we can easily arrange that - but I can show you a brochure
”
She reached into a drawer I her desk and produced a leaflet, which she handed to Lady Middiford.  On the front was a picture of a boy in maid’s uniform holding a feather duster.  She stared.
“Oh my god
  He’s so cute
  What’s his name?  Philip!  And this one inside
  Darren!  They’re so sweet!  So, I could actually hire these as maids?”
“What, Edith?  You want two?”
“No!  Now don’t be naughty, Violet.  You know that’s not what I mean.  Either one would be lovely.  And they look so happy!  It would brighten my day just to have either one around.  They wouldn’t actually have to do anything.  Well, they could serve drinks, I suppose...   And do some dusting with those little feather dusters...   But it would be such fun just having them around.”
“I’ll speak to Cassandra and get you access to the site.  She’s away for a few days, so it won’t be till the end of the week.  Actually Tim - he's the one on the right in that picture I gave you - Tim's just starting maid training there.  It takes about a month to get them to a sufficient standard, but then I hope he'll be on the website too.  Oh, I’m so glad you called in, and that you approve of our little projects.”
“Oh, Violet, so am I.  It’s been such a pleasure to meet you.  We seem to have so much in common.  We must get together soon for a good old chinwag.  I’ll invite you for dinner, if you’d like to come
”
“I’d love to.”
“Wonderful!  And tonight I’m going to ask Thomasina all about Sunday!  Especially about her new outfit!  Perhaps she was just too embarrassed to mention it
”

Chapter 281.

Tim’s Sunday was a lot less tiring than Bobby’s, but almost equally uncomfortable.  Back inside, it was time for him to receive some basic instruction in the duties of a housemaid.  Nicola instructed Teri to leave them alone with him for an hour.
“Teri – you can go make all the beds, clean the toilets, and then it’ll be time to for our coffee-break and for you to start preparing lunch.  So after you’ve done the chores you can change into your kitchen maid outfit, there’s a good boy.” 
“Yes, miss.”
He departed.  She winked at Tim.  “I know I should call him “girl”, but sometimes “boy” is more embarrassing for him.  A lot of his mistresses call him boy.  One of them – Mrs Baker, I think – she’s a regular – always calls him “boy” or “little boy”, accompanied by a disparaging sneer.  It’s very effective.  He hates going to hers.  She always has her mates round, and some of them are really horrible to him!  He tells me all about it when he gets home.  Sometimes he’s almost in tears!  I pretend to sympathise, but when I hear the things they’ve done
  I find it quite exciting.  Do you think that makes me as bad as them, Tim?”
“No, miss.  I fink Teri likes you betterer than any of ‘em
”
“Did he tell you that?  Good boy
”
“That’s because most of them are so nasty,” laughed Priscilla.  “Nicola here’s an angel in comparison.  Remember that lesbian woman?  The tennis player?  He made some minor faux pas – they were out shopping in some posh clothes shop, Teri wearing his maid’s outfit with a chastity device and no panties – and she stopped, pulled a butt-plug out of her handbag, bent him over the counter, and calmly popped it in in front of everyone!”
“Of course we remember,” said Serena.  “That was out of order, though.”
“Maybe – but I bet he was on his best behaviour for the rest of the day!”

Tim was beginning to feel seriously alarmed.  This didn’t sound like the rather embarrassing dress-up game he had hoped.  His expression must have said it all, because the ladies all looked at him and sniggered.
“Don’t worry, Tim,” said Serena.  “It won’t always be as bad as that.  It just depends who you get sent to.  In any case, you won’t be put on the website until we’re satisfied you’ve been trained to a sufficient standard.  I’m sure you’re a quick learner, so it shouldn’t be long.  And if you always keep in mind the basic principles of politeness, total obedience and efficiency, your mistresses will have all the less reason to punish you.”  She turned to the others.  “Shall we get started?”

While Priscilla, Nicola and Margaret sat down in a row on the sofa in front of the French doors, Serena left the room briefly and returned carrying a shiny circular steel disc about half a metre across.  It looked quite heavy.  She placed it in the middle of the room.
“Come stand on this please.”
Tim complied.  In the centre of the disc was a little depression across which was a steel bar flush with the surface.  Serena knelt down, attached pink leather ankle cuffs to his ankles, and joined with a fine steel chain which she slipped under the bar.  She attached the ends to the cuffs with tiny padlocks.
“There.  This is our basic immobiliser.  It keeps you in one place so you can’t shift about or fidget or misbehave.”  She retreated to a armchair near the sofa and sat down.  “Now first of all we’re going to test your suitability for the post of housemaid.  Please answer our questions promptly and honestly.  We’ll take it in turns.  Nicola, would you like to begin?”
Nicola looked him in the eye, frowning.
“Boy?  Lift your skirt and show me your bloomers.”
“Wh
what?”
Nicola sighed.  “You heard.  Do it now!”
“But
”
She jumped up, walked over to him, lifted his skirt and slapped him hard on his bare thigh.
“Ow!”
She resumed her seat.  It was Margaret’s turn.
“What sort of butt-plug would you like today, boy?  Egg-shaped or pen-is-shaped?”
Tim stared at her open-mouthed.
“I
” was all he could say.
“Wrong answer!”
It was her turn to approach him.  Tim tried to hold down his skirt, so she smacked his arm, then lifted his skirt and delivered an even harder smack, right on the same spot as Nicola.  She resumed her seat.  Now it was Priscilla’s turn.
“Do you like to suc-k coc-k, Tim?”
Tim blushed and began to stammer.
“S-suc-k
?”
“suc-k coc-k.  Do you like suc-king coc-k?”
“Er
”
Priscilla went to rise.  Tim’s thigh was stinging.  He chose the easier option.
“Y-yes,” he said, hurriedly.”
Priscilla leant back again.
“Yes what?”
“Y-yes
  I like to
s-suc-k coc-k
”
It was Serena’s turn.
“Do you suc-k Bobby’s coc-k?”
Tim took a deep breath.  “N-no
”
“But you are going to, aren’t you?”
A pause.  “Y-yes
”
“Will you wear one of your maid’s outfits?”
“Y-yes
”
“And may we watch?”
“Y-yes
”
“Good boy.  Then we’ll book a session at the boot parlour, and bring you a maid’s dress.  Maybe the one you’re wearing, maybe a cuter one, with a little skirt that lets you show your pretty bloomers.  Would you like that?”
“Y-yes, miss
”
“Would you like it a lot?  How much?”
“Y-yes
a lot
”
“Because you often think about it, don’t you?”
Tim turned bright red.  But they all misunderstood.  What Tim had fantasized about was the not him going down on Bobby, but on the contrary, Bobby....in his pretty dress...
“I’ll take that as a yes.”

And so it went on, for an hour.  More, since Teri seemed to be busier than anticipated.  Tim soon learned to return positive and obliging answers.  It was soon to become habitual.  “Yes, miss.”  “Right away, miss.”  “Anything you say, miss.”  “Thank you for punishing me, miss.”  It was the first test of obedience, and training in total submission.

Eventually, Teri returned, wearing a slightly different blue uniform and blue latex gloves.  Nicola ordered him into the kitchen, and followed behind.  Tim was left standing on his plate like some sort of exhibit, and was ignored while Teri served coffee and cakes to the ladies.  He was sure they hadn’t finished with him yet