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So? Was this planned by Cristina and the evil sub?

No. Not in my mind, anyway. I suppose it could have been. But Cristina had not planned on tormenting Chris (yet) that day. Not until he knocked her down and embarrassed her. Then smirked about it.

She is not one to pass up a good opportunity, either. ~.^

Now poor Chris is wearing a big, floppy red bow around his neck. Good thing his borrowed blouse is hidden under his jacket, though. But ... for how long?

In episode 10 I told how I wormed my way into a punishment at school where I was "forced" to wear a girlish bow in place of my "missing" tie.

Down to the office I went, my stomach full of excited butterflies. I knew I was in for embarrassment, but i was looking forward to it, too!

First I got chewed out by the boy's dean. Then he put me in the hands of the front office secretary. She, to my utter joy, turned me over to her student assistant; a cute 9th grade girl.

I didn't really know her, other than she was cute, named Rachael, and had the biggest grin on her face when she was told to tie one of the new punishment bows around my neck, "and make it look nice."

Rachael was trying not to laugh, but kept snort-giggling as she tied the red bow around my neck. It was not a ribbon, but an actual fabric bow of some semi-satiny material. I don't know where the school got them, but I noticed there were at least four or five in the box Rachael grabbed mine from.

Since we had to wear collared shirts, it went under that and tied in a big bow in the front. I later learned these types of bow were commonly called "pussy bows". How appropriate. When Rachael was finished, she cocked her head, snort-laughed, and said, "There, all cute."

I was red-faced, my stomach was quivering, and I was having an issue with my nether regions. Fortunately I managed to keep that last under some control and as far as I know, no one in the office noticed.

That was helped by a second boy sent in for bow punishment. He was an junior, on the football team, and not happy in the slightest. His loud and vehement protestations eased my escape out of the office.

I went to chapel where, while I was not pointed out directly, it was made clear there were two boys undergoing the new punishment for chronic dress code violations. I had already been seen by scores of students and teachers, most of whom were laughing or grinning at me.

I am sure I was as red as that bow. But I was secretly loving every second of it.

The constriction I despised from wearing a tie seemed erotic and taboo from the bow. I could feel it moving under my chin, the edges brushing my neck and chin when I moved my head down. And I could just see the tops of the bow in my lower peripheral vision.

I was half out of mind from embarrassment and excitement!

I endured comments and teasing in-between classes, was seriously razzed during lunch; the worst being when one boy kept trying to grab an end of the bow and untie it. The effect was I got half-choked. Rachael had put a pretty decent knot of some sort in it. PE, too, was bad. The coach made me sit out since I couldn't get the bow undone (and I wasn't sure I could retie if I did). I got teased and called names the most there, but not too badly ... I was still bigger and stronger than most of classmates, and I was usually one of the first picked for teams. No one wanted to piss me off or alienate me too badly, I think.

At the end of the last period of the day, I had to go return the bow which almost made me late for my bus because the knot used had gotten so tight it took almost five minutes for the nurse to get off me.

This punishment was in effect for about two months before it, too, was halted. Maybe a dozen or so boys endured it during this time. I "forgot" my tie one more time a few weeks later before my mom told me I'd have a month of restriction if I did it again. None of my friends did this, and it did seem to help with the "forgetting" with ties on chapel day.

I'm not sure why it stopped. My mom knew about this one but did not call and complain like she had for the hair bow incident the year before.

Ever since then I have always loved neck bows, though once they became less fashionable as the 80's ended, I too lost my ardor for them ... but only a little. ~.^
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I love neck bows also, and hair bows. Bows in general really, I think they're cute. Too bad there aren't more of them these days.