Having been on the receiving end of Aunt Katinka’s spankings in the past, I swallowed my pride and laid down on the cushioned mat. I shuddered as my bare skin came into contact with its chilly vinyl cover. I focussed on the ceiling and pretended this wasn’t happening as she said “Up!” in a chirpy yet discomforting tone. I raised my butt off the mat and she shuffled the nappy beneath me. “Down.” she grinned
This is the first time I’ve visited Aunt Katinka for a long long time and I recall that visit most vividly. My aunt didn’t make me wear girl’s clothing all of the time, but she did insist that I wore girlie underwear all of the time.