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Subject: Reflections - Part 34
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bReflections - Part Thirty Four
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Roger had climbed out of the tub, lifted her out and untied her. He
had rubbed her stiff joints to get the circulation going again and she
had enjoyed his touch. He had then ordered her to get a shower and
then make him breakfast. She had not been allowed to get dressed.
Roger had eaten his breakfast at the table but she had to eat hers off
a plate on the floor beside his feet. She had to eat without using her
hands and it had been difficult as well as humiliating.
After breakfast, Roger had taken her to the bedroom where he had had
some clothes for her. The first item she had to wear was a sheer long
sleeved black blouse that only came down to just below her breasts,
leaving her midriff bare. The blouse had a deep vee neckline that
revealed her cleavage. Roger had sucked on her nipples and made them
hard before he had put elastic bands on them to keep them erect. He
had then placed four clothes pegs in the shape of a cross around each
nipple so the nipple had been in the centre. He had then put the
blouse on her, sliding her arms into the sleeves and pulling it across
her chest before buttoning up the single button on the front. Her
breasts had been clearly visible through the gossamer fabric. Next, he
put on her a red garter belt with black silk stockings; the stocking
tops had white lace around the top of them. Roger had sensuously
pulled them up her legs, pushing them up gently, running his hands
over the silk. Once at the top of her legs he had carried on to caress
her moist pussy before putting on the next stocking. He had then
attached the garter belt to the stocking tops to hold the stockings up
tight against her legs. Next had come a surprise, Roger had a pair of
double-ended clips separated by a piece of elastic. He had put one end
on one of her pussy lips and the other to the top of her stockings. He
had done the same to her other pussy lip. When she had opened her
legs, her pussy had also been spread wide. When she had walked, the
clips kept tugging at her pussy. Next Roger had put on her a black
mini skirt that just reached down to the tops of her stockings, barely
covering her arse. To finish dressing her he had slid a pair of black
patent leather four inch heeled stiletto shoes onto her feet.
Once she was dressed, roger had ordered her to fetch a chair from the
dining room and put it in the hallway facing the front door. As she
had carried the chair the clips on her pussy lips had kept pulling
hard at them and by the time she had moved the chair her pussy was
quiet sore. Roger had then made her sit on it. He had then pulled her
legs apart, exposing her pussy and then duct taping her ankles to the
legs of the chair. Anyone coming through the front door would have had
a full view of her pussy held open with the clips. He had also duct
taped her arms behind the back of the chair. This had pushed her
breasts forward causing the clothes pegs to bite harder into them.
Roger had not been happy with the way she looked, thinking that he
needed to do something else. He had gone off to the den and had
returned with a dental gag. He had put it on her. It had forced her
mouth wide open. Roger had remarked that her mouth was now a perfect
place to receive prick.
Roger had left her sitting there for an hour or so, waiting for Henry
to turn up, although at the time she had not known this. The longer
she had sat there, the hornier she had become. The clothes pegs on her
breasts and the clips on her pussy had had an affect, so much so that
juices had run out of her cunt and had puddled underneath her.
To Be Continued
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