Welcome

Hi, I’m Emma Welcome to our new website, you can still visit Petticoat Punishment, or sissy captions but this will become the main site of the BMA.

Why make a new site?

We started Petticoat Punishment and sissy captions as bit of fun, but as time went on we realised we needed to show more of how the BMA works, what we do, and why we do it.

What is the Mistress Of Birchmore Manor?

Its an interactive game of forced feminisation

A new layout

This New site has been divided into three sections. The first, the one you are reading is the introduction. This will be the home page and have all the correspondence, links, and news; I’ll use this section to post my content too.

The Mistress Section

This section will be primarily for the mistresses of the BMA. It will have all the information a mistress may require in her journey with our organisation.

Take note: If you are on a training program with the BMA, you will need permission from your mistress to view this section. You may receive discipline for breaching this rule.

Trainee Section

This is the student section of the site. You will find all the information you need to help you into your journey of submission, obedience and happiness.

We hope you enjoy your stay.

Emma

A little story of pippa

“Pippa, get yourself down hear young lady, I need to have words with you.”

It was the call that Pippa dredged the most.
She knew well enough what it meant when her mistress wanted to have words with her.
She stopped her hovering, and walked to the top of the stairs and looked into the large mirror that hung there. Mistress had placed it here when Pippa had first arrived; she was supposed to curtsey to herself and check her uniform each time she passed it.
Constant looks in the mirror made sure she never forgot she was a sissy maid, in addition
This made sure she was never able to defend herself if mistress discovered a uniform infraction.
Before she descended the stairs she turned a raised the short skirt of her baby pink dress. She made a quick look to see if any of the twelve suspenders holding up her sheer stockings had come loose; all tight and in place, just how mistress insisted.
A final look to see a perfectly dressed sissy maid looking back, hair and makeup perfect!

Now it was time to descend the stairs, and present herself to her mistress.

Pippa had been in training with mistress Kickshaw for the last three months and in that time she had come to learn she must be diligent in all she does, deportment, speech, turnout, and chores, mistress was a firm believer in the use of the taws and had an extensive collection for the use of training sissy maids.

With this in mind she entered the sitting room.

As expected her mistress was in her favorite chair, blood red leather with gold studs creating a diamond pattern.

“Pippa” her mistress began, “this is miss Laurence, she has come today to further your training.”

Pippa looked across the room to the figure sitting on the settee across from her mistress, and performed a deep curtsy.

The woman rose to her feet, “well done girl, you are an asset to your mistress and to our organization.”

Pippa returned with a week “thank you miss.”

As the woman approached Pippa looked her over in detail.
She wasn’t tall, maybe five foot ten, but she didn’t need to be. She was one of those people who exuded dominance. She wore a dark red silk blouse, with a long black leather skirt. her hair was deep black cut into a perfect bob.
Pippa felt she should perform another curtsy, lest she upset this vision of female dominance, but she knew this would not be appropriate.
“It is time for you to be displayed Pippa. You had developed well Pippa, now we need to show you off, I’m taking you on a little shopping trip.”
It now occurred to Pippa that she had not considered going out, back into the world. She hadn’t thought she would go back, even as a boy, now she would be going dressed as a girl.

She looked across to her mistress, “shall I be going out in my uniform Mistress?” she asked meekly.
“Don’t be silly girl! We can’t have sissy maids strolling down the streets.” She paused “Not yet, not yet anyway.” Her voice faded.

The other woman continued, “you will be dressed as a young girl, no one will know you have been feminized, they will not suspect you are a sissy.”
The woman then looked at Pipper’s Mistress, “shall we do it here?”

“Yes, why not.” She replied.

The new woman then commanded Pippa to turn round, she then unlocked the small padlock in her dress and palled the zip into the small of the sissy maids back.
The latex dress was palled down and Pippa stepped out of it. She turned to face the two mistresses.

She knew she was going to go out, she wondered what was going to happen, she would soon find out.