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- She felt more naked than if she had actually been naked. She
- looked at herself again and turned to see her back in the
- mirror. The boots looked sprayed on and were so black that
- she felt that her gaze could sink beneath the surface. A
- rippling series of bright little highlights chased them-
- selves up and down her legs as she moved. The heels were
- four inches high, and the tops of the boots ended just
- barely beneath her crotch. The opera-length gloves on her
- arms were of the same material, and just as shiny, and just
- as tight.
- .
- Spectacular as they were though, the boots and the gloves
- were only accouterments to the literal centerpiece of
- the ensemble, the suit. It somewhat resembles the
- currently fashionable French cut swim suits, except that it
- was of the same shiny material as her other apparel.
- And there were other differences.
- .
- Rather than being covered, her breasts jutted firm and round
- through openings in the suit. The material immediately
- around her breasts was thicker and acted as a kind of
- flexible frame to mold them. She looked at her breasts in
- the mirror and then looked directly down at them mounding
- out below her chin. She raised one hand and lightly, care-
- fully stroked one of the nipples. She was astonished at
- how sensitive they had become and how rock hard they were.
- Just from the suit!
- .
- She looked in the mirror again. The really erotic aspect of
- the suit, though, was at the other end, the crotch. Or,
- rather what there was of it. The crotch was comprised of
- three parallel narrow strips which descended down her
- belly. The two on the outside went down, one on either
- side of her pussy, through her crotch and up between the
- the cheeks of her buttocks. The center strap-ah, the cen-
- ter one, went between the lips of her sex and followed
- the other two. The two outside straps were linked with kid
- leather. The center one was lined with a six inch strip of
- softly firm pink rubber cilia-like fingerlings, and these
- came into tight and intimate contact with her clitoris.
- Walking was an ...... interesting experience.
- .
- From the top of the suit at the juncture of her straited
- breasts, a short strap reached up to the bottom of a high,
- padded collar. The only part of the thing she didn't under-
- stand was the single chrome buckle attached to the
- front of the garment directly over her belly button.
- Doubtless she would soon find out, she told herself with a
- tiny smile.
- .
- "It's.......beautiful," she said in a somewhat subdued
- voice.
- .
- "We can go out and hang around with the punkers," he said,
- getting up off the couch where he'd watched her watching
- herself. she cast him a quick over the shoulder don't-
- hold-your-breath smile. He gave her a somewhat more
- predatory look, walked up behind her, and looked at her
- reflecion from over her shoulder. It was obvious to both
- of them that she was becoming sexually aroused.
- .
- "Turn around," he breathed into her ear. She did. He was
- very close, and her nipples brushed his shirt. She jerked
- and gave a tiny gasp. God, they were so sensitive!
- .
- He grinned at her and she returned a sheepish smile. Her
- body, as always was betraying her. "Put your hands behind
- your back and spread your legs." Again, she did as she was
- told. He reached out his hands and carefully stroked her
- nipples. She arched her neck and sucked in her breath.
- When one of his hands with equal subtlety stroked the
- smooth-shaven twin mounds jutting between the crotch
- straps, she moaned. When one large index finger pushed
- the cilia-laden center strap deep between the lips of her
- sex, she moaned again and felt her legs begin to go. The
- hands went away. Damn, damn, damn, she thought.
- .
- "Turn around. Keep your hands behind your back." It begins,
- she thought. The cuffs were simple steel bands covered with
- thick leather. They fit her wrists exactly and locked
- together with a small, firm grasp. First one hand, and
- then the other. She felt her hands lifted to the small of
- her back. The two cuffs were joined by a snap-fitting at
- the end of a leather strap. The other end of the strap was
- threaded through a buckle at the rear of her collar and was
- pulled. Her joined wrists were raised higher and higher up
- her back until they were right under her shoulder
- blades. This much was familiar, at least. There was more to
- come.
- .
- A short leather strap was buckled around her right ankle.
- The other part of the strap was alot longer and was
- left unbuckled. She watched it jouncing from her ankle and
- wrinkled her nose. Curious. The gag was new too. Apparently
- of some dense sponge like stuff, the ball was huge, far
- larger than anything she'd worn before. She hoped she
- could get it in her mouth. She'd better! She already had her
- mouth open to accept it, but the gag was simply draped
- around her neck for the time being. He had more in mind, it
- seemed.
- .
- "Come" was the simple command. she turned, guided and
- propelled by the large hand at her acutely bent elbow, and
- they went out. The walk through the rooms was a precarious
- clatter on the enormous heels. As for the strap, she made
- it to the bottom of the stairs, but halfway up she
- buckled against him and crumpled with a hissing moan.
- Large hands at the end of the arms suporting her under the
- elbows cupped her breasts and twirled the nipples. She
- bucked against him again with another shuddering intake of
- breath. Her thighs were soaked.
- .
- "You're not supposed to do that yet," came the vaguely
- annoyed voice. A quick, vice-like pinch to both
- nipples straightened her like a shot, but came damn close to
- setting her off again. Men just don't understand about a
- woman's nipples, she thought, still gasping. Or maybe
- they do. They resumed the journey.
- .
- The playroom was just a short distance down from the head of
- the stairs, which she thought was very, very fortunate.
- They paused as he retrieved a key from his pocket. She
- stood at his side in her "attention" position: legs spread
- wide apart and back arched to present her breasts to him.
- Damn, this is gonna be close, she thought to herself.
- That damned strap ............!
- .
- The room was cool, and smelled of leather and sex. And it
- was pitch dark. He walked out nearly to the center of the
- room and stopped her. She went to "attention" and he walked
- into the blackness. A bit of melodrama, she thought.
- .
- With an industrial strength "klack," a 500 watt spotlight on
- the ceiling went on. Her eyes had only just begun getting
- used to the gloom, and the light was like an atomic bomb
- going off. She scrunched her eyes closed and yelped. after
- a second or two, she cautiously peeked them open and got
- the second surprise he'd promised her for the evening.
- .
- The suit had been ..... well, spectacular.
- .
- This was ................! She began to turn towards him in
- gleeful outrage. "Why you .........!
- .
- And he was there, tiger-like in his silence as he snuck up
- on her. The enormous gag was already being pressed to her
- lips as she completed her turn. She never got another word
- out. He packed and wadded and pushed the material until it
- was entirely in her mouth and then spun her around to
- buckle the strap. She gazed at her "surprise" as the strap
- sunk into her cheeks and her lips were drawn tightly into
- the gag.
- .
- Surprise number two was a dildo. A large dildo set on the
- end of a pole sticking straight up out of the floor. Its
- vertical length could be varied, she immediately noticed. A
- broad leather strap at about knee level was obviously for
- her legs. And from the front of the base of the dildo
- another strap dangled. And she suddenly knew what the odd
- buckle on the front of her suit was for!
- .
- He finished with the gag and walked around to face her. The
- dildo-pole was between them. He gazed at her with
- abvious pleasure, she liked the present! He stooped and
- loosened a thumb-screw near the base of the pole. The dildo
- sank. Still stooped, he looked up at her. She knew what
- to do. She walked forward until she was directly over
- the head of the dildo. It was very pink and VERY large.
- He smiled up at her and ran one soft, warm hand over her
- crotch, between her legs, and up her butt, and released
- the center strap from its buckle.
- .
- Lubrication was certainly no problem, she thought to
- herself. It was smooth as glass and warm, and slid into her
- with one slow, continuous surge. It was huge, and she felt
- wonderfully stretched around it. It was another straw on
- the camel's back, she spasmed before its full length was
- in her. Far from being irritated, he was openly enjoy-
- ing her pleasure even as he threaded the strap at the
- base of the dildo through the buckle at her navel.
- .
- There was another full length mirror before her, and as he
- began threading the buckle, she could see that this strap,
- too, had more of the damnable, inescapable, wonderful rubber
- cilia! He noticed her discovery, and gave her arched
- eyebrows, and a self congratulatory smirk as he walked
- around behind her. Hell, lady, I think of everything!
- .
- He brought her legs together to buckle her knees, and as she
- went from "attention" to standing erect, she got taller.
- The strap attached to the dildo and her suit obligingly
- pulled the dildo further up to suit the change in vertical
- height. The cilia in the strap sunk deeper into her puss,
- and she almost spasmed again. The broad band crushed her
- knees together, and the other loop at her ankles went
- clear around the pole and pinioned her other ankle to it.
- .
- He walked around and around, looking. Incredible, he
- thought. Absolutely fucking incredible. She stood bolt
- upright, a thin sheen of sweat covering her body where it
- wasn't covered by leather. The dildo was completely en-
- cased in her belly with the strap erupting out between the
- smooth pink mounds of her mons and proceeding up a deep fur-
- row to its buckle on the suit. She could, he knew, by dint
- of standing on her tiptoes against the securing straps,
- raise or lower herself fractionally on the dildo. An en-
- tertaining internal friction, he imagined. Also, every
- twitch, every spasm no matter how small brought the
- devilish cilia into full play. With her wrists snuggled be-
- hind her back, there was no way she was going to get away
- from them either. But there were three more touches he
- still wanted to add.
- .
- First, the gag, if a gag is good, a little overkill is even
- better! He brought over three feet of overkill. It was an
- elastic bandage four inches in width and adhesive on one
- side. As he smoothed the end on her left cheek and pulled
- it tightly over her mouth and the other cheek, she spasmed
- yet again, and he paused until she stilled, then proceeded
- using up the rest of the tape. When he was done, the bot-
- tom half of her face had disappeared under an apparently
- seamless smooth band of white. Her cheeks bulged over the
- top of the band.
- .
- The second to last thing was the riding crop. He pecked her
- gently on one nipple until she opened her eyes, and he
- watched her recoil with a smile from ear to ear as she
- focused on the thing in his hands. The handle of the
- crop had a tiny loop of cord, and this he used to hang it
- from one engorged nipple. She made tiny cries of pleasure
- from behind the gag. He wanted her to know her much loved
- friend was close at her side. It dangled from her breast,
- swinging in gentle arcs.
- .
- The third and final act was a blindfold, thick and heavy and
- leather. Without her eyes, she could spend all her
- time concentrating on her other senses, particularly her
- sense of touch. He would drop in from time to time and
- give the most delicate, the most subtle of kisses with the
- crop, and many other things, and she'd never know when or
- where they were coming from. It would be a long and
- wonderful night for her, and when he released her from
- the pole sometime during the coming day, she'd be in-
- timately aware that the term "ONE NIGHT STAND" could have
- many connotations!
- come.
- .
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