My sissy niece Rebeca has recently come to stay with me in my home. Sadly, her parents' lives were cut short, but out of this tragedy, I've gained a sweet little sissy daughter and have decided to do my best to raise her as an old fashioned, sweet little girl. Her mother and father were rather lax in her upbringing, allowing her to wear pants and shirts like a boy. They even allowed her to cut her hair short and wear boyish underwear!
Immediately upon her arrival, I presented Rebeca with more appropriate clothes. Her new wardrobe consisted of a beautiful pale pink chiffon dress, a pink satin dress, a few cotton dresses, a pretty satin pinafore, patent leather shoes, and white socks with ruffles. For some reason, Rebeca didn't appreciate these wonderful gifts and, stamping her foot, refused to be a good girl. She felt that the other girls would tease her and that she would never be able to make any friends, to which I responded that she would only be associating with other young ladies who were similarly dressed and properly submissive. Still, Rebeca insisted that she would continue to dress however she wanted, even if she wanted to dress like an unkempt boy.
Of course, I know just how to deal with naughty, willful girls. They all think that their behavior is new to me, but it's the same old story and, more often than not, a bad attitude can be adjusted with a good, sound spanking.
Thus, I took naughty little Rebeca and pulled off her nasty, boyish clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor. There was no need to waste time folding them, as they were to be incinerated. A few firm swats kept her more or less complacent as I dressed her in her new chiffon dress and even a pretty, pigtailed wig, but only when she was appropriately dressed like the adorably little lady that she truly was did I take her over my knee.
Spanking a squirming little girl is so much more fun when she's wearing appropriate clothes. I love to see powerless little legs kick while wearing Mary Jane shoes and see ruffles and lace tossed about with each stroke of my hand. And isn't it nicer of me to pull up a nice pair of silky panties over a freshly spanked bottom than some rough, cottony underclothes?
Once she was appropriately dressed and thoroughly chastised, Rebeca and I discussed how she would be spending her summer. Like so many girls her age, she wanted to earn a little extra pocket money. How fortunate that a friend of mine was looking for a part-time maid! I explained to Rebeca that she would most likely be kept in uniform and that this friend of mine spanked her maids if they deserved it and that Rebeca would get no special treatment just because she was my niece! Upon hearing this, she began to have second thoughts. I may just have to march her up to the door and force her into maid service!
To be continued...
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