Punishment In "The Home"

Postby sarwrductan » Tue Mar 08, 2011 1:38 pm

I'm sure a great manny people know the feel of a clean soft warm towel to dry off on after a bath or shower,how enjoyable it is.

I have come to know that cloth in a way contrary to the norm;

It was on a Friday night around 8:30 p.m. all of us boys had our showers and got clean underwear and our nightshirts and got into bed
Our Dorm mother came in to say good night and time to quiet down and lights out ,when she saw one boy getting in bed no underwear on
One of the other boys had snatched them from him and threw them to another boy who failed to catch them and they landed in the toilet
They'd intended to play keep-away

When questioned where his underwear was, he told what happened but wouldn't say who the snatcher was. So she got a towel and made him
stand holding his nightshirt up and she pinned the towel on him as a diaper

Other kids were snickering about it,highly amused it seemed,and the boy's face turned red as he quickly climbed into bed covering up when she said o.k. to

When she had left, I got the bright idea to walk by his bed, going to the bathroom and pulling his cover off him; and the guys were laughing and offering him a ba-ba .He was chasing me all around the dorm room and we were relentlessly teasing him. He eventually got close enough, he swung hitting me across the back of my head-n-neck knocking me down

The Dorm mother saw it all as it happened and stood the both of us in the hall in the corner, both of us wearing towel diapers, and she took our nightshirts
making us stand with nosesin the corner and hands behind our back,and if we took our noses out, moved,or said anything,she'd swat her switch across our backsides and legs. We stood there til after everyone else had gone to sleep. Then she sent us to bed.

The next day the guys had it all around the home and kids who'd sneaked on grounds to play with us, unmercifully teased the boy and I , and one offered me his penis as a pacifier. I mouthed back to him that he should get sewed into a towel covering him skin tight from head to toe and all we'd see is his eyes and nose
and hands and the rest of him covered sealed on him and he has to play that way all week-end; that then he'd watch his mouth cause he'd get gagged

There was a silence that fell on all there, as like a noon day cloud blocking the sun off us ,The boy I'd said that to stuttered to come back at me, but just stopped
A bit unnerved by everyone's quiet and the looks I was getting, I turned to walk away and I walked right into an older boy from the older boy's dorm
who pushed me to the ground. The other kids while keeping a circle,backed away from us....

One of the younger dorm mothers had come up and made him explain himself while a male aide picked me up to my feet holding my arm
The older boy told her what he'd heard me say adding to it a little,and when she asked my dorm mates if I said that , they told her the whole story from the beginning. Then said yes that was as I'd said.
The lady scolded the boy for pushing someone smaller than he down then she and the male aide took me inside.

An hour later, I was wearing a cloth diaper some plastic pants and was sewn up sealed in the towel outfit like I'd described the rest of the day
and all night plus stand wearing it face in the corner hands behind my back, a piece of soap in my mouth for twenty minutes, but not allowed out for an hour
When I went to eat it was alone. Everyone else was already there in the cafeteria. When I walked in escorted by the hand of an aide, everyone was laughing
as I went through the line like everyone else and when I was seated. The dorm mother had made me wait and be the last served so everyone could see me
Once she called silence, everyone knew to stop and say no more, not even a snicker.
I still got those looks from my dorm mates at the table, and when possible undetected, they'd make cracks on me
It was hard getting around that piece over my mouth until another house mother unbuttoned it letting the mouth cover hang down
Later when we were outside, one of my dorm mates said it looked like a bib

Like always, there's that one time when all the guys and girls are done teasing and we resume play, no matter what one or two of us are bearing for some punishment set upon us
I grew to hate that outfit though because I had to keep pulling my clothes out of my behind it was so tight especially when I'd sit, bend, or get on my knees
behind a bush while playing hide and seek

What that was was their method of setting us up to be humbled with humiliation by our peers; a peer pressure kind of a thing
I realize that now ...some thirty or forty some years later; and looking back on it. It was a common practice of the 60's and 70's there in that home.
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble

Re: Punishment In "The Home"

Postby curadutch » Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:11 am

This shows once again the craziest notions people in authority had not that long ago about 'educating' kids and about teaching them morals.

Re: Punishment In "The Home"

Postby Jase1010 » Thu Mar 10, 2011 1:03 am

Is it bad that you having to wear that comPletely bizarre wedgieing towel bodysuit is a big turnon?

Re: Punishment In "The Home"

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Mar 10, 2011 8:03 am

curadutch wrote:This shows once again the craziest notions people in authority had not that long ago about 'educating' kids and about teaching them morals.


Yes, i agree!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!