Clara Bow's Academy for Ladies

Peter had had no choice in the matter from an early age. As he car drew up to the huge ivy clad castle-like building, having entered through electronic gates in a ten foot wall, he felt doomed yet excited. His cock was erect in the tight panties his Stepmother has chosen for his introduction, his anus tingled and gripped the soft rubber plug she'd also chosen for his first day. Now at the age of 18, his stepmother had allowed his soft ginger hair to grow to shoulder length already, and his dosage of hormones had been already been increased. He had been suitably attired in a gingham dress with pink socks and red sandals; a pink bow in his hair to make him feel extra girly. Stepmother sneered with delight as she saw him adjust his little bra which contained his rudimentary breasts, as the great front door of the house swung open like a prison gate.

"If you think you're girly now, just wait until you've had six months here; I will have seemed like a fairy godmother compared to the treatment you'll receive here. Clara Bow and her associates will cane the boy from you forever." Tears welled up as a stern looking woman with hair in a bun, tight pencil skirt, cane in hand, marched out from the house wearing an equally stern expression. She was accompanied by a young lady also of about 18 who looked equally strict, and a pretty fluffily dressed girl of about Peter's age. They stepped out from the car and the assertive looking woman eyed the new internee up and down with contempt before addressing Stepmother.

"You must be Ms Penderton, and this pretty girl must be Peter." The stern girl giggled audibly as the sissy squirmed in discomfort at this immediate humiliation; now everyone present was assured he would be put firmly in his place. Stepmother smiled wickedly.

"Oh no, from this day onwards, this is 'Pepper Penderton'; I trust that your academy will ensure she is the perfect lady when I next come to see her." Pepper's cock was rigid as she eyed the wicked cane the woman carried; she thought how it would stripe her soft bottom so much easier than Stepmother's, it was much more vicious than ay cane she'd had used on her.