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I became disobedient to my mother and she knew how to make me obey her in just five minutes.

Mum wins.

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Now, no matter how much I try to hide it, everyone knows what my thighs look like... Will I get Tiffany to agree to me wearing long pants?

Things have been really great recently with Tiffany, particularly since I agreed to wear the uniform she bought for me. She says I turn heads everywhere we go, and she likes that.

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The girls choir had been established for many years, and when it was suggested that they open their doors to boys as well, in a nod to changing times, it did cause a bit of a stir. The girls, when asked, were mostly in favour, though. They decided to hold a meeting and after some discussion they came up with a proposal. "We'll agree to admit boys to the choir on certain conditions - one of these is that we get to decide what their uniform will be." That's how it came to pass, and that explains why I'm dressed like this.

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Martin, can I talk to you? You know the other girls at school think it’s funny that you're still in shorts, but I don’t.

I don’t like that they’re cruel to you - you've no choice if your father insists. I suppose it’s not fair, being the only boy with bare legs, but I want you to know that I really like you in them, actually.

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Olivia Vickers-Brandt was a formidable lady, a traditionalist and very proud of her three sons. Every Sunday they would arrive at church and the boys would look immaculate. She insisted they all wore the same outfit. The eldest, Nicholas, nearly 19, was by now used to having bare legs and indeed he enjoyed the attention it garnered him. When anyone commented, his mother always said “there’s no need to cover up a boys legs until they get hairy and unsightly.” What she didn’t realise was that her eldest son was going to great lengths to ensure this didn’t happen.

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I was glad to get my first job - at the café, as I needed money for my first year at university. The work wasn't hard, but I wasn’t too happy about the uniform, which, at the insistence of the owner, included shorts as I was under 21. This turned me into a bit of a novelty for some of the customers. One customer told me he'd never been as fascinated watching someone operate the machine. Another told me that from the front, she thought I was wearing a short grey dress, because of the apron.

I think I'll stick the job out though, I've made a lot of new friends here.

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Attack with all your might!

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Such a little thing.

It starts off with with a conversation about submission and obedience and status.

Then you drop in the subject of chastity. He talks and you listen.

Next, you show him the chastity cage. Then let him touch it, feel it and start imagining himself in it.

The next thing you know, he's asking you to put it on him. Minutes later, you're turning the key in the lock for him. He's caged and under your ownership.

Neither of you ever look back.

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I'm Mark. I shouldn't have laughed at my friend's clothes. That was the last straw. My mom got fed up, and now I dress exactly like him...

Don’t be surprised by the lad’s appearance. He’s grown a lot since we were last here, but he still wears short trousers out of school - we find it effective in keeping him disciplined. He stands out, but it keeps him away from trouble. There was a bit of fuss at first but he's got used to it... not many lads his age suit having bare knees, but he really does. If Mark is proving a handful, you could try it.

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“I think you in this uniform would really look great.” [with audio]