Towering column of Cumulo Nimbus, shone bronzed in the suns last lambency, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the sick crepuscle of even', and in her office aerie, on the 20 seventh base Sarah sat and sentiment of her life and making love and wondered what it was all for.

Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about theme, her hair's-breadth was now its born straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her Black flush, her necklace of pearl was wrapped tightly, like a leash, tight rhythm her cervix, and her red top did n't match her naughty sports chick, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio increment was so ho-hum, yet in the cryptic astuteness of depression, those belittled earnings continued to feed, and while all around her were leaving, as their account book dipped into the red, so Sarah found herself top dealer and others followed where she had led.

Sarah looked again at her wristwatch, surely it could not be ten, those yearn spark summer eventide in England, far too late now for dinner with friends, she thought about various boyfriends, but when she looked in her tangency, she realised she 'd reached a dead end.

Marcus just wanted her money, her ikon, approval, prestige, they once shared an flat briefly, until she told him to leave, Victor just used her for finance, for access to funds for his scams, so she kept him at arms length at submit, until she had firmed up her plans. and Adrian and Shawn and of course Ronan, and Geoffrey and Aled and Pete, and there was that crack head called Trevor, she thanked heaven that he 'd been discrete

The elevator descended so swiftly, she arrived at solid ground floor before she knew, and before she had made her mind up, or decided where she should go to.

Friday evening, the weekend was well underway as she made her way to the Tube station, rode the escalator and waited for the train, which whooshed from the tunnel creating its own winds which blew the bedding material around the unkempt political platform, she hung from a strap by the threshold, eschewing the use of intemperately seats, despite the near empty carriage, she preferred to remain on her feet.

'' This train terminates here due to a points failure ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly Circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to involve a cab instead of changing trains, female parent had probably given up hope of seeing her and by the time she got home base and got the car it would be midnight before she got to her father 's property,

She walked slowly towards the escalators, past the alcove where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the concourse to street degree, theatre goers thronged the expanse below the great neon signs, moving on towards night clubs or early entertainment, thronging the roads slowing traffic to a Australian crawl, the taxicab all seemed full so she walked briskly taking a quick shortstop cut down a bet on street.

Models, said the neon house, flashing jet then red, peep show, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her pace slowed, all around masses seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into dingy dungeons to buy cheap Champagne at a hundred pounds a feeding bottle and more, Sarah caught spate of herself in a store window, the shop class bay fronted with the doorway inset, her camel coloured coat, red top and aristocratical doll contrasted bizarrely with her inglorious boots, she looked laborious and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, ungoverned, uncoordinated, she did n't commemorate choosing what to wear, only the Rhyder explanation, she remembered the percentage profits but not why she had worn the red with the blue, except they were easy.

'' Beautiful, is n't she, '' a soft feminine phonation spoke close down to Sarah 's ear.

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprise

'' The mannequin, I thought, you were admiring the frock. '' the woman continued, Sarah looked at her, sometime, early thirties probably with a pale skin, and a pleasant smiling,

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the first time how the deep segmentation of the light patrician dress emphasised the mannequins charms as the legato India rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' latex is so easy to clean too, is that the sorting of matter you were looking for or could I interest you in anything else. '' the womanhood asked as she stood by Sarah holding the shop threshold open as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or rubber, the inevitable naughty nurse and naughty nun turnout were well to the rear of the display which gave pridefulness of place the formal dresses and dame even a full-of-the-moon body causa which resembled a diver suit of clothes except for the many additional zips, and again displayed discretely matching pantie and bra solidification .corsets, cowling, gloves and myriad other latex items.

'' Why do n't you have a look round, '' she suggested, `` I 'm Martha by the way, there 's no obligation. ``

golosh, latex in pastel dark glasses, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the specialize door and on into the shop, it was more spacious than Sarah expected a girl stood behind the glass topped counter, at first coup d'oeil dressed in blackamoor latex but no it was leather, a black leather jacket, White tee shirt, and aristocratic jeans, `` We have a all-encompassing range '' Martha suggested, '' The dress you were looking at is up here, '' she added, pointing to where the floor stepped up gradually towards the rear of the computer storage, `` I think we have your sizing, '' you can try it if you wish, the changing rooms are through here.

'' Try it ? '' Sarah asked, feeling foolish, she had after all only been looking at her own reflection.

'' If you like, do you like the blue devil, or perhaps you like this ? '' Martha asked reaching for one in deep burgundy.

'' No the blue looks cool, really, ah I mean cool not cool if you see what I mean ! '' Sarah gushed in embarrassment.

'' Would you like, to, '' Martha asked, `` No obligation. ``

Sarah did not respond but followed Martha through the accommodate room door, the room seemed curiously spacious, with a door the far side, `` Keep the bolt across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue dress but also matching sorry latex paint panties and a bra. `` Bolt the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

Sarah felt very foolish, she wondered how on solid ground she had arrived in a fitting elbow room with a juju dress to try on when she was only really intending to go home.

The doorway deadbolt looked substantial enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to hang her own clothes, despite almost all the wall blank space being given over to storage locker which all seemed to be closed and securely locked,

Sarah opened the door again and called quietly `` Excuse me. ``

Martha smiles, `` Yes, ''

'' Is there a hanger ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Oh, drear, I 'll rule a cabinet ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's give up, '' she announced and a seal wood locker door swung spread out revealing a short rail with apparel hangers, `` Allow me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new dress and laid it down on the ledge, `` It wo n't lock, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the number, '' she lifted a flap in the storey of the locker `` I should put your handbag in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the door, and looked at the wearing apparel laid out, she slipped off her jacket, laying it on the shelf, then the skirt and top, and realising it would expect bizarre with her bra she laid that on the pile, too, while she tried the latex brassiere, it felt frigidness and clammy on her cutis but somehow exciting and she was glad the height of the cups were diffused enough to adjust to her shape as her tit stiffened, then she tried the garb, so soft so refined, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton fiber scanty spoiled the illusion.

In instant she had slipped tights and panties down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool fast fitting latex paint scanty and again she admired herself, and thinking of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly approve, but when she looked down her boots looked ridiculous, and she went out to assay something more suitable.

'' Excuse me, '' Martha rushed towards Sarah, `` You should not really leave the fitting room ''

'' I wanted some shoes. '' Sarah explained.

'' Six, '' Martha asked, `` Size six ? ``

'' Oh, yes, me and my big feet ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' To play off, blue, '' Martha muttered, `` these, `` Martha suggested.

Sarah looked at the wasted stiletto heeled creations in a matching but darker shade of blue sky, `` I do n't know about those heels. ``

'' We 'll, go back in the dressing way and try them there. '' Martha suggested.

Sarah smiled at Martha, `` yes of course. '' she agreed and as they walked towards the Dressing room once more she continued, `` It 's absolutely eld since I wore anything like those. ''

walking was not well-off, in fact Sarah needed Martha 's guidance for those first few faltering steps a steadying hand.

'' So, do we have a sale ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the gentle curves, the lack of sharp crease and that terrific tender rubbery comforting feel of the latex.

Sarah 's response was the one Martha hoped to listen, `` But where would I tire out it ? ``

'' Oh there are cabaret and. '' Martha began.

'' club ? '' Sarah wondered if she had heard right, `` Where ? ``

'' Here, '' Martha explained.

'' In Soho ? '' Sarah enquired

'' Literally here, '' Sarah explained, `` thats why we 're called `` The portal site '' the golf club is beyond those door, these are the changing way, that 's why w have all the storage locker for memory. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` junction, well you need to pull in a purchase and then there is a ten day cooling off period if you pay by deferred payment calling card, and we need to vet you, but yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will sponsor you, you can buy this outfit for two hundred and eight lb, and then there is a xx five pound initial test catamenia fee for three calendar month and either a 1000 pound monotonous rate per year or fifty Sudanese pound per visit thereafter. ``

'' Why the differential ? '' Sarah asked as it appeared to refuse business logic.

'' To get you hooked, of path, so how does two hundred and thirty pounding voice to get you started. ? ``

'' I do n't bonk. '' Sarah said.

'' Go away and think, '' Martha suggested, `` I can keep these here for you. ''

'' No, but can I get out my things here ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Certainly, if you get changed I 'll assort out the bill and you can be on your way. ``

Martha walked briskly away, and Sarah bolted the door behind her before sadly removing the latex gown and laying it down on the shelf and bandaging in her own street vesture, she let herself out of the changing way and took her new latex paint underwear to the movement counter and paid on her Visa plug-in, and walked out into the capital letter sodium crepuscule, and away home.

Part 2

Sarah woke former next morning, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about work but today she felt different, comforted secure, she realised she was wearing just the blue rubber-base paint step-in and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would give to wear ordinary cotton or silk underwear, why had she not bought more she asked herself.

She showered and dressed, and despite her substance abuse of not rising until noon on Saturday she was at the tube post by nine fifteen and at `` The Portal '' at five to ten, but the doorway remained shut, the lights extinguished and sign of movement absent.

A girl in a blackness leather waited outside as Sarah tried the door, `` Not up yet '' she explained, `` You here for the auditions. '' the girl asked.

'' No, just browsing, '' Sarah explained.

'' one-half nine he said, '' the girl complained.

'' Perhaps they will spread out at Ten, '' Sarah suggested hopefully.

'' Yes, '' the daughter replied, `` Hey look motion. '' A neon signaling flickered, lights glowed at the buttocks of the fund, then a womanhood made her way towards the door, more lights began to come up to animation and then the rattle of the bolt of lightning and locks and the doorway swung open.

'' Come to try out ? '' the cleaning woman asked, as she turned the hanging mansion from Closed to Open.

'' She has, I 'm browsing. '' Sarah announced, she saw the fair sex looking at her.

'' Are you sure ? you look about right hand for the job. '' the cleaning woman said, `` and Candy, you were a no show survive time, have you kicked the drugs and booze ? ``

'' Yes, sure as shooting. '' the girl replied.

'' And you 're sober up now, drug free, not high ? ''

'' Yes, nearly. '' candy replied.

'' Ok, through number three then, Bobs out back. '' the Woman ordered and as Candy walked away she asked, `` And what may I get you. ``

'' Can we go inside ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Why for certain, '' she replied, `` If you know what you need. ``

Sarah led along between the shelves and up the person steps between levels until she found the underclothes, the sizing seemed esoteric, no Bra sizes just letters.

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the woman announced, Sarah looked at her, mid thirties perhaps, dark whisker, snag ends, short complexion, blue sky centre, firm jawline perhaps Scottish, a too perfect nose almost certainly from cosmetic surgery, and large firm bosom also probably from surgery not born and she was dressed entirely in blue denim, except her black tee shirt and curious unresolved toe sandals.

'' Sarah, '' Sarah replied. `` Which is 32C ? ''

'' What ever feels right of course, we have a check way. '' she offered.

'' Yes, I tried some yesterday. ``

'' Did n't you buy ? '' Julia asked.

'' Oh yes, '' Sarah answered. `` But I want some more. ``

'' Did they fit ? ``

'' Yes very well. '' Sarah replied.

'' So you want a different gloss or style. '' Julia asked.

'' No just some clean unity. '' Sarah replied.

'' Why ? '' Julia asked and seeing Sarahs confusion added, `` They wipe clean, dry wash then wipe dry and wear them again, they 're very pragmatic. ``

Sarah began to blush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your item, we always celebrate a record book, did you say yesterday ? '' Julia asked as she walked away towards the counter.

Julia returned, `` It was an MB, was the top tight ? ``

'' Yes lovely and.. '' Sarah broke off.

'' Well why not try different colours, or would you prefer a unlike style ? '' Julia held up first a pitch-dark latex lash and then from a rack in a section at the side of the computer memory she produced a monumental pair of arctic pants, easily reaching the waist they even had short-change legs, with elasticated bands and ties to tear the fabric tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crosswalk incontinence fetish, not your conniption ? '' Julia asked.

Sarah blushed `` I never thought, I just like the feel of those. '' she left the condemnation unfinished.

'' Any preference. '' Julia asked.

Sarah looked around, the thongs looked matter to and the bra with peephole for the pap and, `` Have a look, I 'd better see this other customer. '' Julia suggested.

wild blue yonder bra and panty, and Red and blackness flip-flop, with a red Bra and Negroid eyehole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the other customer to finish before she dared to near the counter with the particular and only at the last 2nd she grabbed the with child bloomers to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the blue sky ones here with my dress ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

'' Certainly, '' Julia replied, `` I 'll do it later, we will get busy in a few second, I 've put it on your card, is that Ok. ''

Sarah seemed storm, `` How did you do that ? ``

Julia grinned. `` Oh we kept the details last even and re submitted them, it makes it safer for members if you can pass on your plastic behind when you wear your rubber-base paint ! ''

'' flavour, can I collect most of this later ? '' Sarah asked, `` Like five thirty. ``

'' Sure, I see you want to be a fellow member so yeah, you have your footlocker and the room is free, go ahead. ``

Sarah took the bag of new apparel to the fitting room and bolted both threshold before finding her locker, she saw the watchword Sarah and yesterdays appointment was now written across the door, and quickly she loaded the new clothes into the locker and quickly slipped off her jacket and tee shirt so she could take off her bra and put the lovely assuredness but stretchy yellow latex one on in its lieu, and then as she replaced her shirt noting the way her nipples now protruded and bulged the fabric of the tee shirt she dressed and changed her grim lace panties for yellow latex,

The cool off rubber made her feel suddenly alive and someways naughty, but with her jacket buttoned she was sure she looked no different as she left the changing room and made her way into the street.

Her legs were unsheathed below her shortly blue jean skirt, except for her shortsighted white windsock and white open toe sandals, and the cool breeze felt delightful, the whiz heightened by the non absorbant latex which kept the moisture against her skin, her own moistness and as she became more moist so she became more excited, she sat down on a seat beside the ramp to some tube lavatories and watched the world go by, and then she had to go home, to get some fill-in. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stairs to her room and threw off her skirt, she grabbed her piddling dildo from the bedside tabular array and pulling the fork of her latex paint pant aside she slid it easily between her soft pink lower lips and on until it was completely inside her and then with the drawers in situation she lay face down on the bed.

She tried pushing herself up and down the bed but then realised if she used the pillow under her crotch it was just like being on top of a man, although the memory board were hazy, as it was so long since she was laid.

She thrust herself against the soft pillow, the rock punishing dildo within pressing her clitoris against the pillow and oh so soon she felt the advance of her release and as the wafture of purple and putting green pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and message, and decided just to sleep.

It was former afternoon when she woke, her breasts now wet with sweat and her breeches full of her wetness and cum, she felt so naughty as she simply went to the bathroom, washed and wiped the latex dry with a towel, and then she realised she had to collect her former purchases.

It was well after six when she returned to `` The Portal. ``

'' I came earlier. '' she explained to a woman she did not know.

'' Changing way 's at the back, '' the char said brightly and Sarah rushed to the back of the storage and opened the door.

Martha was standing there. `` I did n't lie with you did modelling ? '' she said in confusion.

'' No, I just came for my stuff and nonsense. '' Sarah explained.

'' Oh, only the model was due half an time of day ago, you do n't feel you might like to assist us out ? Martha enquired.

'' I 'm sorry, '' Sarah apologised `` But. ``

'' It would let you get inside the night club, feel some new sensations, you 're a very banner size. ``

'' well I guess. '' Sarah started to say.

'' commodity, I 'll get some liaison, they stop you identifying anyone, but your peripheral visual sensation will be exquisitely. '' Martha said, oh and we 'll pay you, of course. ``

Sarah was about to say `` No '' when Martha disappeared briefly but the womanhood from the store came in with a black latex whole head mask.

'' Martha, I found it. '' she said.

'' Thanks Pat, '' Martha replied and as she returned she said `` You do n't fatigue contacts ? '' and when Sarah shook her head she said, `` It will find a little odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a green lens `` Look right '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's eyelid up to insert the soft lens.

Sarah blinked and announced, `` It feels shady, '' as Martha put the endorse lens in.

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

'' Blurry, '' Martha replied, `` Wyrd. ``

'' Try walk, '' Martha suggested and Sarah found she could walk straight but everything was blurred. `` They sometimes spoil a girl 's balance. '' she explained, `` But that 's proficient. try this masque ''

Sarah sat down as Martha took her farsighted decolorise blond hair and fed it through a hole in the rear of the face mask before pulling it down over Sarah 's face and head. It fitted right round under her chin and snipe the back of her head completely covering her cheek except for her centre and mouthpiece and a hole to breath through by her nose.

'' You look just like Gillian in that does n't she Pat ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' Pat agreed, `` Just the hair 's a bit shorter. ``

'' Now, there 's this top and underdrawers and there 's piles more, so lets get you dressed, shall we ?

Martha suggested as she helped Sarah remove her jacket and tee shirt, `` I 'll put it on a blank '' she said, `` just a present moment. ''

Martha opened a locker, as the door opened she effortlessly slid a Mannequin along a track `` This unity your size, It keeps the shape so very much wagerer ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the manikin and placed the Jacket on top. `` Skirt, and shoes, I have some knee joint the boot for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her bird off.

'' It 's Magnetic, '' Martha explained, `` powerful magnet in the metrical unit and head, thats why it stands up on metallic element, OK '' she asked as she slid the storage locker shut.

The scenario was beginning to excite Sarah, usually she was in thrill but this was like being an office junior or at schooltime again and she had to admit, rather fun.

Martha helped Sarah to pull the kicking on and suggested Sarah try the catwalk, `` I want you to pose the bra and panties set anyway, so come on through and try it out, '' Martha suggested, `` Pat will establish you the ropes. ``

Pat led Sarah through into the club, it was dismal, the red lighting and green lens gave a surreal mauve tinge to everything but Sarah realised she could see the catwalk lading to the left from the Changing room and the stone's throw down to the body of the mansion or way straight in front, it was a big area, three sentence that of the shop at to the lowest degree and she saw shadowy anatomy in the background.

Pat led her to the end of the catwalk, `` The footlights will be on, just personate a bit, then work and come back, unless you want to do extras ! ``

'' Extra 's ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Some girls slip into the audience, sometimes they get paid twenty dollar bill or Sir Thomas More for a personal demonstration ! '' Pat laughed, `` Or worse ! ``

'' When do we start ? '' Sarah asked, `` And is it just me ? ``

'' No we have Lillian and Francesca tonight, Lilli is doing leather mainly and Fran has some new hooey so I guess you are doing the new latex stuff.

They sat down again, Pat offered Sarah a coffee bean and she realised she had not eaten for minute, `` I 'm esurient, '' she admitted.

'' Jaffa Cakes ? '' Pat suggested handing her a wax box which Sarah accepted gratefully.

The activeness increased as Lilli arrived to share the changing room, Fran was it seemed in the former elbow room, and before Sarah was prepared Pat announced to Lilli, `` You 're on. ``

The door opened briefly and Lilli walked out into the glare of the footlights and as the threshold closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a round-eyed cat masque and a Black leather Jacket with tiny sinister leather panties, and Sarah was thankful that at least her panty hid all her pubic haircloth unlike Lilli whose down was plainly seeable beside the skimpy leather triangle.

Then suddenly it seemed Lilli was back and she stripped nude ready to switch into her following outfit, as Pat guided Sarah to the door and said `` You 're on. ``

Sarah took a first step onto the catwalk as the Tannoy said `` Sarah Jane, wearing the step-in and Bra set number seven from Thomas Nelson Page five of your catalogue, this is Sarah 's first clock time so be gentle with her. '' the voice continued.

The catwalk creaked, the boards flexing slightly through the deep megabucks carpet, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those approximate to her from view, Sarah felt at once exposed yet anonymous as she walked to the end of the platform, she turned and on an impulse turned her back on the crowd and touched her toes, a ripple of applause rang through the room and then Sarah was back in the room.

'' There, that was very brave, how did it palpate ? '' Martha asked.

'' It was over so quickly, I do n't really roll in the hay. '' Sarah admitted.

'' Will you do the one art object next, it 's essentially a swimming suit except, '' she held it and poked a finger through one of the holes intended for the wearers'tit. `` You OK with that ? ``

'' Oh, I do n't know. '' Sarah said but Martha had already ruined Sarah 's bra.

'' Try it here. '' she said, so Sarah took off her scanty to tolerate naked except for her mask.



'' Gillian. '' Fran said, then recovered, `` I mean Sarah, can you do my zip please ? ``

A surge of turmoil rushed through Sarah 's veins, if Fran thought she was Gillian well she truly was anonymous, and she carefully tugged at Fran 's zip.

Martha helped Sarah into the one piece, her teat needed encouragement to peek through the holes but Martha tweaked them slightly and soon they stood out like little heater and then she was ready.

She changed to one red and one Negro shoe, both with four column inch blackguard to jibe the red and blackamoor suit, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see little but the freshness of the footlights and shadowy number, but she smiled at the warm reception she received, she stepped out confidently, surprised at her receipt and only as she turned did she bring in it was her bare nipples that the audience appreciated so much, she turned and could not hold out thrusting her thorax out.

'' Hey, make out down, sit on my lap, take the weight of your animal foot ! '' someone suggested.

Sarah smiled, She would never have dared to be so bold without the font masque, and the approval boosted her ego, and suddenly she realised not only were her mamilla standing like little bullets but her cunt was also damp.

She sauntered back, seductively she hoped and ignored further offers to step down, Martha greeted her. `` Hey they like you, will you show the Minidress and coat, you wo n't get many go I 'm afraid, unless you leave your knickers off ! ``

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

'' I 'm joking, put these over the suit, oh no, you ca n't you need a bare midriff, slip it off. ``

Sarah slipped the one composition dress up off and took the yellow latex top Martha handed her and slipped it on, then she waited for Martha to bestow the yellowness dame and knee length coat.

She looked around at the rows of lockers and listened to the audience 's admiration of Lilla 's tardy outfit.

'' Lilla 's gone down, sod it. '' Martha complained, '' she 'll be at least ten minutes. ``

'' Fallen ? '' Sarah asked

'' No, '' Martha suggested, `` She 's after bakshis, she should hold off until the end, '' she groaned, `` So spry get that annulus and coat on and get out there. ''

'' What about my pants ? '' Sarah asked.

'' No one will see, go. '' Martha said as she almost pushed Sarah out onto the catwalk.

Sarah looked at the glaze over shape of the consultation, horribly aware suddenly that she was naked beneath the mini dress, but as the realisation of her namelessness sank in it excited her, she let the coat pother open and then at the round she hitched the skirt higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a sharp inlet of hint indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her pussy appreciated, and the calls to come down intensified.

A long nigrify dame and a buttoned top followed, which left piffling opportunity for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the thralldom stuff, are you OK to expect on ? ''

'' Cat case sounds ticket ! '' she said.

'' Its fancy woman and striver, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll bear to cuff you and I 'll lead you out with a collar and leash, OK. ''

'' As long as its you. '' Sarah answered, as she slipped off the wench and top to stand naked, it the heat energy of the changing room.

The cat-suit was a very compressed fit, and the complicated zip from bellybutton past the crotch to the small of the back a mystery.

'' Quickly ! '' Martha suggested, `` There 's something unseasonable with the arms, '' said Sarah.

'' No, `` Marha said, `` oh this is the wrong one, never creative thinker, it traps the limb to the sides, is it on ? ''

'' Nearly, '' Sarah agreed, `` I ca n't do the nothing. ``

'' Here, '' Martha pulled the three seperate slide fastener along their single track closing the gap from omphalus to small-scale of the back, then she fastened the reinforced apprehension and attached the leash.

'' There 's something in the pockets. '' Sarah explained. by my leg.

'' Can you draw them out, your hand should be right by it. '' Martha suggested.

'' Yes, its cumbersome though. '' Sarah advised.

'' Right then slave, we 're on. '' Martha replied.

'' And here we have a one piece latex cat-suit distich, kept woman and knuckle down in total darkness latex, page two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to announce a variety to the Order but he continued, `` No need for single out hand-cuffs or collar, you can storm the girl with that, and as you will see the boob detaches. ``

'' Oh no '' Sarah said, as Martha popped the poppers.

'' Yes look ladies and gentleman's gentleman full breast photo, are n't they lovely, a big beat of applause please. '' the sound was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the master lineament are the pocket, get out the thingies out my dear. '' The interpreter of the public address ordered.

Sarsah did as she was told ad slid the difficult wooden rods up and out of the pockets, Martha took one and.

'' The special feature film is the crotch zip, not one unmarried opening but up to three, '' the representative continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

'' No Martha, '' Sarah complained, but the zip was open from navel to anus and the crowd liked it.

The vocalization continued `` thats it, fully photograph but what if you just want the bum well see, she has closed it so there 's. ``

'' Martha ! '' Sarah squealed quietly.

'' Just the three little holes, matching her two little hole, '' the voice continued `` and as you see there are two plugs ready in the sack, as Madam will demonstrate. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be quiet ! its only a presentation. '' Martha said as she took the first rod and slid it effortlessly between Sarah 's soft pink vaginal lips.

'' Oohh, Martha please. '' she wailed as her legs almost buckled.

'' And one for the Anus '' the voice announced.

Martha shook her head.

'' If required, '' the voice added in surprise. `` A big hand ladies and Gentlemen, Gillian will be available afterwards for one hundred and fifty pounds per 15 minute session. ``

'' Martha, the rod. '' Sarah whispered.

'' Walk off with it ! '' Martha ordered and Sarah had to follow with the rod slowly oozing from her dripping pussy.

'' You bitch '' Sarah exclaimed but she had no choice but to walk off leading Martha.

The rod slipped further and further until suddenly Martha pushed it up and in from behind, it was too a great deal for poor Sarah, the end touched her neck and the sense experience overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the trading floor followed by a cascade of Sarah 's fluids.

'' shucks you should deliver said you were a water gun. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll deliver to wipe it up, grab a towel. ``

Someone had seen what had happened and on cue Lilla stepped forward wearing a large fluffy towel over the tiniest thong and handed the towel to Sarah. except Sarah 's arms were imprisoned so Martha whispered, `` Use your teeth. ``

Sarah opened her rima oris to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's mouth and bent-grass her Down, Martha picked up the glistening rod and wiped the end and as Sarah rubbed the towel over the carpeted rails with her chin so Martha pulled down the zip and eased the rod against Sarah 's anus.

Long lonely evenings almost betrayed Sarah, days when she had dreamed of two tool at once and made do with the handles of a loo brushwood and the dustpanful skirmish, but she clenched her buttocks and to Martha 's dashing hopes Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in abasement.

The towel muffled Sarahs protests as the irregular rod was taken from the long air pocket and inserted in Sarah 's drippage kettle of fish, but this time it was an audience appendage who leapt up onto the catwalk and inserted it, unbeknown to Sarah who assumed it was Martha.

She felt completely, horribly totally exposed totally humiliated and turned on than she could ever remember, she just needed a pecker, someone to ream her hot wanton hole and torment and sooth her clitoris as they rubbed against it, but instead when she dropped the towel Martha grabbed it and dragged her to her feet and in full mortification her bosom exposed and her vagina very visibly filled she was led away.

The applause was thunderous. Sarah went to sit down but the rod were too long and she just had to look for Martha to withdraw it, except Martha started to play with it, gently easing it back and forth while she flicked at Sarahs clit with her early script until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' handcuff and thong '' Sarah announced as she pulled the pitch black rod from Sarah one hold up time and helped peel away the cat-suit, the suit was wet with perspiration, and very wet around the crotch, and before Sarah knew it she was naked and Martha had her hired hand handcuffed behind her.

'' Just a cat mask for this one. '' Martha said, as she peeled Sarah 's masquerade off her head, replacing it with one merely hiding the eyes..

'' Martha I, '' Sarah said in confusion.

'' I 'm loving it and do n't realize why, '' queried Martha, `` yes it 's the same for all of us, '' she smiled at Sarah, `` I 'll put a strappy skeletal frame bra on you, '' she said and she reached across and selected one, `` Leather fetish range, do you like. ``

'' Yes, '' Sarah said despite her reservations, ''

'' And a ball gag. '' Martha ordered, `` Open up. ``

Sarah opened her mouth to protest but Martha expertly guided the smart red ball between Saraha 's lips.

'' There, Lilla 's back. lets go, '' Martha suggested, `` Oh the shoes, the shoes are wrong, slip them off. ''

Sarah felt small in her bare foundation, `` No try these ! '' she said.

The brake shoe were mere skeletons, the heels immense, but Martha insisted and Sarah had to put them on and then with a leather collar around her neck Martha led Sarah out to her public.

'' And that concludes this eve video display of Cartesian product, '' the vocalism said, `` Here Ladies and gentleman's gentleman we have, Gillian, Gillian is available for common soldier sessions at a mere one hundred and fifty lbf. per session, but as usual the starting time session is for auction, who will start me at one fifty ? ''

'' Martha, she thinks I 'm Gillian. '' Sarah whispered.

'' You are, '' Martha replied, `` Bold positive Gillian. ``

'' Two eighty do I hear three hundred. '' the voice enquired, `` Any advance on Three hundred, then sold to Mr, ah two seven eight. ``

He came for her, took the leash from Martha and took Sarah to a cubicle at the backbone of the room where he motioned towards a chaise longue, she sat and he motioned for her to spread her branch and as she did so he dropped a pother at the front of his trousers peeled a condom onto his rampant erection and drove his tool deep into her hungriness womb. She melted into complete ecstasy as his muscular resolve filling her liquid softness as he took his pleasure.

Sarah sat quietly as his firmness subsided and he withdrew wordlessly, leaving her floating in un suppose delight.

'' Sarah, '' a disembodied phonation roused her from her dreamlike repose, `` Sarah, this is Daniel, he wants to know if you 'll do anal retentive. ``

'' What, oh no, sorry, '' Sarah said.

'' She 's new, '' Martha explained, `` adjacent week, we 'll nominate trusted she 's decent and clean for next week. ''