Keeping Willy in Hobble Skirts    by Prim

Cassandra Shilling and her mother Debra saw an online video of a dominated husband being put into a strict, narrow skirt down to his heels. That video was like a thunderbolt for both of them. "Mother, why have we never thought of that for the fool?" asked Cassandra. "We must find out where we can get one of them to put him into." They were both determined women so they found out the same day where these skirts were on sale and they took Cassandra's husband Bertrand there for fitting. "Good afternoon," said the assistant, dressed in a tight-fitting black leather skirt with a smart white blouse, "I'm Joleen, welcome to Skirt World." "We've seen some very tight skirts," said Marcia, Cassandra's mother, "and we're hoping we can get one for this clown here. We want it to go right down to his ankles if we can, so that he can't walk except in baby steps." "Oh, a hobble skirt," smiled Joleen. "They are becoming very popular for dominating husbands with." She eyed Bertrand Shilling up and down as he stood half hiding behind his wife with his head down as she held his hand. His Mother-In-Law had him in one of her own long tight skirts for his trip, with one of her bow blouses in fuscia pink silk, with one of her swing coats and a pair of her white court shoes. "Please come this way to the hobble skirts department." As Joleen took out one skirt after another from the rails, Cassandra and Marcia were thrilled to see how long and how very narrow they all were. This was going to be a treat for them, to see the idiot being put into one and fastened into it. "All these skirts have a hem to waist zipper up the back," explained Joleen as she took command of Bertrand and undid his skirt to slide it down his legs and off his feet, leaving him standing in Marcia's narrow white waist slip. "They are all fitted with a padlock at the back of the waist. Of course, once he is fastened into it, you keep the key." "Oh we'll be keeping him fastened into it all right," declared Marcia. "I'm interested to see how tight-fitting it is. I want him to feel imprisoned. Fettered." Joleen giggled as she fitted the hem of the hobble skirt round the sissy's ankles and started the zip. "Obviously there are varying widths of hobble," she said as she lifted the skirt and drew the zipper up his calves to his knees. His feet and ankles were held together inside the pale pink of the firm, leather-like material. "There may be some days you want him to shuffle a little faster in his high heels, and others were you want his legs pinned together down to his feet." Cassandra was watching some of the other males being hobble skirted around them. It was a delicious feeling to see women taking firm control over their desexed males, and now she could enjoy this new level of power over her own husband. He was mewling with shame as they watched Joleen gathering the skirt together over his blouse, then zipping him up in it to the waistband. She turned him round so as to show them how to lock him into it at the back. "This skirt has a deep belt too," she explained, "so that when he is belted up, the lock hangs over the top like this in full view, just to show your friends how dominated he is. Now, shall we take your husband for a little walk, madam?" she asked. They all laughed as she held the sissy's hand as if to set off, but barely needing to move as he inched the toes of his high heels forward. This particular skirt extended over most of his shoes too, so that the skirt hem was two inches from the floor, showing only the last inches of his heels and the white toes of his shoes as they peeped forward with each tiny step. "Oh Cassandra, Marcia, please don't dress me in one of these," he bleated, his face crimson under so much female domination. "Hmph!" snorted Marcia. "We'll try him in some more please, Miss Joleen. I want four or five hobble skirts for him today." "That's very wise," said the assistant. "I think you'll find that his submissive nature will want to express its surrender with messy juicing inside his panties and new tight skirts, so he may have to be changed regularly. The alternative is to keep him in pairs of rubber knickers."

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