To re-cap what's happened, it's a Friday evening and Simon's currently outside Emma's house, totally distraught. Emma had been his girlfriend and a month earlier she had discovered that he had been abusing her underwear and had persuaded him that he needed to be punished in a way that might cure him of his perversion. This had involved him wearing items of female apparel around the clock for four weeks, including discreet...

That evening, after dinner, Simon and Emma watched a film together until bedtime. Occasionally they held hands but never more than hands. It was at bedtime that Simon discovered that he was no longer to share Emma's bed. "We need to get this four weeks out of the way," she had explained. "I just wouldn't feel comfortable sharing a bed with someone in a nightie, wearing knickers and a bra. It would be like sharing a bed wi...

Simon arrived home and was immediately required to show his purchases to Emma. She examined each item carefully while Simon waited, dreading the thought that he would be sent back to exchange something. "Good," she announced. "These are just right, so let's hope they fit!" She stared at him, causing him to feel nervous. "But before you try them on, there are a few things I need to say. I think you might need all the help...

The shopping trip was every bit as bad as Simon expected. He spent so long browsing in the lingerie section of the first store, trying to pluck up the courage to select the items he needed, that he was approached by an assistant who asked if she could help. He immediately regretted his impulsive reply of, "No, thank you, I'm only looking." It made him sound like a pervert, so he hurriedly moved out of that shop and into t...

While out on her walk, Emma spent the time deciding how to deal with Simon and by the time she had got back, she had hatched a plan to punish him. On entering the house, she went straight to her study to pick up a pad and pen and then went up to the bedroom to check on Simon. As she hoped, he had obeyed her instructions and her black thong was still in place, pinned to the wall by his nose, showing that he had not fidgete...

"I want you to go and stand in the corner while I work out how to deal with this." Her voice was steady and assertive, and any anger she felt was disguised. "NO!" Simon replied, in an equally firm voice, but with his anger barely concealed, "I'm not a child! We'll sit down and discuss this like adults." "You will go and stand in the corner, Simon. Your behaviour has been childish so I'm going to treat you like a child. Go...