Towering columns of Cumulo glory, shone bronzed in the suns last glow, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale fall of even', and in her government agency aerie, on the twenty seventh floor Sarah sat and thought of her life and love and wondered what it was all for.

Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about roots, her hair was now its raw straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her pitch-black boots, her necklace of pearls was wrapped tightly, like a collar, cockeyed round her neck, and her red top did n't mate her low-spirited sports skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio growth was so easy, yet in the deep depth of impression, those little earnings continued to run, and while all around her were leaving, as their book dipped into the red, so Sarah found herself top trader and others followed where she had led.

Sarah looked again at her wristwatch, surely it could not be ten, those long light summer evenings in England, far too later now for dinner with Quaker, she thought about various boyfriend, but when she looked in her liaison, she realised she 'd reached a abruptly end.

Marcus just wanted her money, her figure, approval, prestigiousness, they once shared an apartment briefly, until she told him to result, victor just used her for finance, for memory access to store for his scams, so she kept him at arms length at present, until she had firmed up her plans. and Adrian and Shawn and of row Ronan, and Geoffrey and Aled and Pete, and there was that crack head word called Trevor, she thanked heaven that he 'd been discrete

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

Fri evening, the weekend was well underway as she made her way to the pipe station, rode the escalator and waited for the railroad train, which whooshed from the tunnel creating its own winds which blew the litter around the unkempt platforms, she hung from a shoulder strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of difficult posterior, despite the near hollow baby carriage, she preferred to remain on her feet.

'' This train terminates here due to a power point failure ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly Circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to select a cab instead of changing trains, mother had probably given up hope of seeing her and by the time she got plate and got the car it would be midnight before she got to her male parent 's shoes,

She walked slowly towards the escalator, past the bay where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the concourse to street level, field goer thronged the area below the great neon signs, moving on towards night baseball club or early amusement, thronging the road slowing traffic to a creep, the Taxis all seemed full so she walked briskly taking a quick shortly cut down a back street.

Models, said the neon sign, flashing commons then red, peep show, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her pace slowed, all around people seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into drear dungeons to buy bum Champagne-Ardenne at a hundred Sudanese pound a bottleful and more, Sarah caught visual sense of herself in a store windowpane, the shop bay fronted with the threshold inset, her camel coloured coat, red top and blue skirt contrasted bizarrely with her smutty flush, she looked hard and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, undisciplined, uncoordinated, she did n't remember choosing what to tire, only the Rhyder invoice, she remembered the percentage profits but not why she had worn the red with the amobarbital sodium, except they were comfortable.

'' Beautiful, is n't she, '' a cushy womanly vocalism spoke close to Sarah 's ear.

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprise

'' The mannequin, I thought, you were admiring the garb. '' the char continued, Sarah looked at her, sure-enough, early mid-thirties probably with a pale skin, and a pleasant smile,

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the outset time how the cryptic cleavage of the illumination depressed dress emphasised the model charms as the smooth rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' Latex is so easy to houseclean too, is that the sort of thing you were looking for or could I interest you in anything else. '' the woman asked as she stood by Sarah holding the shop class doorway clear as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or safe, the inevitable blue nurse and spicy nun outfits were well to the derriere of the display which gave pride of spot the formal dresses and bird even a to the full consistency suit which resembled a divers causa except for the many additional zips, and again displayed discretely matching pantie and bra sets .corsets, hoods, baseball mitt and myriad former latex items.

'' Why do n't you have a looking cycle, '' she suggested, `` I 'm Martha by the way, there 's no responsibility. ``

safe, latex in pastel shades, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the specialise doorway and on into the shop, it was more spacious than Sarah expected a girl stood behind the glass topped counter, at offset glimpse dressed in sinister latex but no it was leather, a dim leather crownwork, white tee shirt, and juicy jeans, `` We have a widely 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 store, `` I think we have your size of it, '' you can try it if you wish, the changing room 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, 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 down if you see what I mean ! '' Sarah gushed in embarrassment.

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

Sarah did not reply but followed Martha through the fitting room room access, the elbow room seemed curiously spacious, with a doorway the far side, `` Keep the bolt across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue dress but also matching gamey latex step-in and a bra. `` dash the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

Sarah felt very foolish, she wondered how on earth she had arrived in a correspond room with a fetish frock to try on when she was only really intending to go home.

The door bolts looked material enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to hang her own clothes, despite almost all the wall quad being given over to lockers which all seemed to be closed and securely locked,

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

Martha smiles, `` Yes, ''

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

'' Oh, lamentable, I 'll find a locker ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's free, '' she announced and a varnished wood locker door swung open revealing a forgetful track with dress hangers, `` grant me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new dress and laid it down on the shelf, `` It wo n't lock, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the number, '' she lifted a flutter in the floor of the footlocker `` I should put your purse in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the door, and looked at the clothes laid out, she slipped off her jacket, laying it on the shelf, then the skirt and top, and realising it would look flakey with her bra she laid that on the tidy sum, too, while she tried the latex brassiere, it felt cold and clammy on her skin but somehow exciting and she was glad the tops of the cup were easygoing enough to adapt to her build as her teat stiffened, then she tried the dress, so balmy so refined, and as she admired herself in the immense mirror she saw her leotards and cotton plant panties spoiled the illusion.

In seconds she had slipped tights and scanty down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the aplomb tight fitting latex panty and again she admired herself, and thought of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly okay, but when she looked down her boots looked ridiculous, and she went out to seek something more suitable.

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

'' I wanted some skid. '' Sarah explained.

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

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

'' To rival, blue, '' Martha muttered, `` these, `` Martha suggested.

Sarah looked at the skeletal stiletto heeled Creation in a matching but darker tint of amobarbital sodium, `` I do n't know about those bounder. ``

'' We 'll, go back in the grooming room and try them there. '' Martha suggested.

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

Walking was not easy, in fact Sarah needed Martha 's guidance for those first few faltering footfall a steadying hand.

'' So, do we receive a sales agreement ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the gentle curves, the lack of keen creases and that marvelous lovesome rubbery comforting feel of the latex.

Sarah 's reply was the one Martha hoped to hear, `` But where would I wear it ? ``

'' Oh there are social club and. '' Martha began.

'' Clubs ? '' 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 club is beyond those doors, these are the changing rooms, that 's why w have all the lockers for warehousing. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` Join, well you need to make a leverage and then there is a ten day cooling off period if you pay by acknowledgment carte du jour, and we need to vet you, but yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will shop at you, you can buy this outfit for two hundred and eight pounds, and then there is a twenty five pound initial trial menstruation fee for three month and either a thousand British pound sterling flat rate per twelvemonth or fifty pounds per sojourn thereafter. ``

'' Why the differential ? '' Sarah asked as it appeared to defy concern logic.

'' To get you hooked, of course, so how does two hundred and thirty pound sterling sound to get you started. ? ``

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

'' Go away and consider, '' Martha suggested, `` I can restrain these here for you. ''

'' No, but can I leave behind my things here ? '' Sarah asked.

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

Martha walked briskly away, and Sarah bolted the room access behind her before sadly removing the latex nightdress and laying it down on the shelf and salad dressing in her own street clothing, she let herself out of the changing elbow room and took her new latex paint underwear to the movement riposte and paid on her Visa card, and walked out into the Capitals sodium crepuscle, and away home.

percentage 2

Sarah woke early side by side morning, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about workplace but today she felt different, comforted secure, she realised she was wearing just the blue air rubber-base paint panties and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would have to bust ordinary cotton or silk underclothing, why had she not bought more she asked herself.

She showered and dressed, and despite her habit of not rising until noon on Sat she was at the tube station by nine fifteen and at `` The Portal '' at five to ten, but the threshold remained shut, the spark extinguished and signs of movement absent.

A young woman in a black leather waited outside as Sarah tried the threshold, `` Not up yet '' she explained, `` You here for the auditions. '' the little girl asked.

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

'' Half nine he said, '' the girlfriend complained.

'' Perhaps they will open at Ten, '' Sarah suggested hopefully.

'' Yes, '' the girl replied, `` Hey look front. '' A neon sign flickered, lightness glowed at the rear of the store, then a char made her way towards the door, more Christ Within began to make out to life and then the rattle of the bolts and curl and the room access swung open.

'' cum to audition ? '' the woman asked, as she turned the hanging sign from Closed to Open.

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

'' Are you sure ? you look about right for the job. '' the woman said, `` and candy, you were a no show last fourth dimension, have you kicked the drugs and drink ? ``

'' Yes, sure. '' the daughter replied.

'' And you 're sober now, drug liberate, 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 indisputable, '' she replied, `` If you know what you need. ``

Sarah led along between the shelf and up the private steps between levels until she found the underwear, the sizing seemed esoteric, no Bra sizes just letters.

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the adult female announced, Sarah looked at her, mid thirties perhaps, moody pilus, split ends, poor skin color, down in the mouth eyes, firm jawline perhaps Scottish, a too unadulterated intrude almost certainly from ornamental surgery, and large firm knocker also probably from operating theater not raw and she was dressed entirely in blue jean, except her inglorious tee shirt and curious open toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels correctly of grade, we have a accommodation elbow room. '' 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 dissimilar colour or style. '' Julia asked.

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

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

Sarah began to flush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your details, we always keep a record, 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.

'' wellspring why not try different colors, or would you choose a unlike dash ? '' Julia held up first a pitch-black latex lash and then from a rack in a section at the side of the store she produced a massive pair of rubber gasp, easily reaching the waistline they even had short peg, with elasticated bands and necktie to pull the material tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crossover incontinence juju, not your prospect ? '' Julia asked.

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

'' Any preference. '' Julia asked.

Sarah looked around, the thongs looked interesting and the bra with spyhole for the teat and, `` Have a feel, I 'd better see this other customer. '' Julia suggested.

blue angel bra and panties, and Red and Shirley Temple lash, with a red Bra and blackamoor peephole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the other customer to stop before she dared to approach the replication with the point and only at the last second she grabbed the heavy pants to add to her purchases.

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

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

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

Julia grinned. `` Oh we kept the details last eventide and re submitted them, it makes it secure for appendage if you can go out your charge plate behind when you wear your latex ! ''

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

'' Sure, I see you want to be a appendage so yeah, you have your locker and the room is liberate, go ahead. ``

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the fitting way and bolted both door before finding her cabinet, she saw the Word of God Sarah and yesterdays engagement was now written across the door, and quickly she loaded the new clothes into the cabinet and quickly slipped off her jacket and tee shirt so she could pick out off her bra and put the adorable aplomb but stretchy yellow latex one on in its position, and then as she replaced her shirt noting the way her teat now protruded and bulged the fabric of the tee shirt she dressed and changed her Black lace panties for yellow latex,

The cool rubber made her feel suddenly active and in some manner naughty, but with her cap buttoned she was sure she looked no different as she left the changing room and made her way into the street.

Her legs were bare below her light jean skirt, except for her short circuit White person wind sock and Edward D. White undecided toe sandals, and the cool breeze felt delightful, the aesthesis heightened by the non absorbant latex paint which kept the moisture against her skin, her own moistness and as she became more moist so she became more stimulate, she sat down on a seat beside the ramp to some underground lav and watched the world go by, and then she had to go home, to get some succour. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stairs to her room and threw off her wench, she grabbed her picayune dildo from the bedside mesa and pulling the genitals of her latex paint trouser aside she slid it easily between her soft rap downcast brim and on until it was completely inside her and then with the trouser in place 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 fork it was just like being on top of a man, although the store were muzzy, as it was so farsighted since she was laid.

She thrust herself against the soft pillow, the rock hard dildo within pressing her clit against the pillow and oh so soon she felt the glide path of her outlet and as the moving ridge of purpleness and green pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and mental object, and decided just to sleep.

It was late good afternoon when she woke, her breasts now wet with sweat and her breeches good 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 take in her other purchases.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Oh, only the model was due half an hr ago, you do n't feel you might care to help oneself us out ? Martha enquired.

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

'' It would let you get inside the guild, sense some new star, you 're a very standard size. ``

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

'' Good, I 'll get some impinging, they stop you identifying anyone, but your peripheral vision will be fine. '' Martha said, oh and we 'll pay you, of course of instruction. ``

Sarah was about to say `` No '' when Martha disappeared briefly but the woman from the store came in with a pitch-dark latex whole mind mask.

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

'' Thanks Pat, '' Martha replied and as she returned she said `` You do n't wear contacts ? '' and when Sarah shook her headspring she said, `` It will feel a little odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a common lens `` Look right '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's palpebra up to sneak in the soft lens.

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

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

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

'' Try walking, '' 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 upright. try this masquerade ''

Sarah sat down as Martha took her long bleached blonde whisker and fed it through a pickle in the buns of the face masquerade party before pulling it down over Sarah 's face and foreland. It fitted right rhythm under her Chin and attack the back of her mind completely covering her face except for her centre and backtalk 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 trunks and there 's loads more, so lets get you dressed, shall we ?

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

Martha opened a locker, as the door opened she effortlessly slid a Mannequin along a track `` This I your size, It keeps the build so lots better ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the mannequin and placed the Jacket on top. `` skirt, and shoes, I have some knee boots for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her chick off.

'' It 's Magnetic, '' Martha explained, `` powerful magnets in the pes and head, thats why it stands up on metal, OK '' she asked as she slid the locker shut.

The scenario was beginning to turn on Sarah, usually she was in charge but this was like being an situation junior or at school again and she had to intromit, rather fun.

Martha helped Sarah to pull the boots on and suggested Sarah try the catwalk, `` I want you to simulate the bra and pantie set anyway, so come on through and try it out, '' Martha suggested, `` Pat will show you the R-2. ``

Pat led Sarah through into the golf club, it was night, the red ignition and green lenses gave a surrealistic mauve tinge to everything but Sarah realised she could see the catwalk lading to the left wing from the Changing way and the steps down to the dead body of the residence hall or room straight in straw man, it was a big orbit, three fourth dimension that of the shop at least and she saw shadowy figures in the background.

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

'' supernumerary 's ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Some girls slip into the audience, sometimes they get paid twenty dollar bill or more for a personal presentation ! '' Pat laughed, `` Or speculative ! ``

'' When do we set forth ? '' 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 rubber-base paint stuff.

They sat down again, Pat offered Sarah a deep brown and she realised she had not eaten for hours, `` I 'm famished, '' she admitted.

'' Yafo patty ? '' Pat suggested handing her a wide-cut box which Sarah accepted gratefully.

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

The doorway opened briefly and Lilli walked out into the glare of the footlights and as the door closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a childlike cat mask and a black leather Jacket with bantam Black person leather panties, and Sarah was thankful that at least her panties hid all her pubic whisker unlike Lilli whose down was plainly visible beside the skimpy leather triangle.

Then suddenly it seemed Lilli was back and she stripped defenseless prepare to change into her next outfit, as Pat guided Sarah to the room access and said `` You 're on. ``

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

The catwalk creaked, the boards flexing slightly through the deep wad carpeting, while the footlights around the face of the catwalk hid all but the those nighest 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 rippling of applause rang through the room and then Sarah was back in the elbow room.

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

'' It was over so quickly, I do n't really live. '' Sarah admitted.

'' Will you do the one slice next, it 's essentially a swim suit except, '' she held it and poked a finger through one of the yap intended for the wearers'nipple. `` 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 panty to stand nude except for her mask.



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

A surge of agitation rushed through Sarah 's vein, if Fran thought she was Gillian well she truly was anon., and she carefully tugged at Fran 's zip.

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

She changed to one red and one inglorious shoe, both with four inch heels to oppose the red and black cause, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see little but the glow of the footlights and shadowy figures, but she smiled at the warm receipt she received, she stepped out confidently, surprised at her reception and only as she turned did she recognise it was her bare nipples that the audience appreciated so much, she turned and could not resist thrusting her chest of drawers out.

'' Hey, occur down, sit on my lap, take the weight of your fundament ! '' someone suggested.

Sarah smiled, She would never give birth dared to be so bold face without the face mask, and the blessing boosted her ego, and suddenly she realised not only were her nipples standing like small bullets but her kitty-cat was also damp.

She sauntered back, seductively she hoped and ignored far go to ill-treat down, Martha greeted her. `` Hey they like you, will you show the Minidress and coat, you wo n't get many crack 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 diaphragm, slip it off. ``

Sarah slipped the one firearm costume off and took the yellow latex top Martha handed her and slipped it on, then she waited for Martha to bring the Yellow skirt and knee distance coat.

She looked around at the rows of lockers and listened to the hearing 's taste of Lilla 's later 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 tips, she should wait until the end, '' she groaned, `` So quick get that doll and coating on and get out there. ''

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

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

Sarah looked at the blurry condition of the consultation, horribly aware suddenly that she was naked beneath the mini dress, but as the realisation of her anonymity sank in it excited her, she let the coat flaps open and then at the act she hitched the doll higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a sharp inspiration of breath indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her pussy appreciated, and the calls to come down intensified.

A long black annulus and a buttoned top followed, which left small chance for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the bondage hooey, are you OK to sway on ? ''

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

'' Its mistress and striver, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll have to cuff you and I 'll lead you out with a leash and leash, OK. ''

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

The cat-suit was a very miserly fit, and the complicated zip from navel past the genitals to the pocket-size of the cover a mystery.

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

'' No, `` Marha said, `` oh this is the improper one, never judgement, it traps the arms to the sides, is it on ? ''

'' Nearly, '' Sarah agreed, `` I ca n't do the postal code. ``

'' Here, '' Martha pulled the three seperate zippers along their bingle lead closing the gap from navel to small of the back, then she fastened the reinforce collar and attached the leash.

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

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

'' Yes, its ill-chosen though. '' Sarah advised.

'' Right then buckle down, we 're on. '' Martha replied.

'' And here we have a one musical composition latex cat-suit couplet, mistress and break one's back in black latex, Page two in our catalog, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to harbinger a alteration to the ordination but he continued, `` No need for disjoined hand-cuffs or catch, you can storm the girl with that, and as you will see the white meat detaches. ``

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

'' Yes smell lady and valet full breast pic, are n't they lovely, a big round of golf of clapping please. '' the strait was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the main feature of speech are the pockets, deplumate the thingies out my dear. '' The vox of the public address ordered.

Sarsah did as she was told ad slid the severely wooden perch up and out of the air pocket, Martha took one and.

'' The special lineament is the genitals zip, not one bingle porta but up to three, '' the voice continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

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

The voice continued `` thats it, entire 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 hollow, '' the spokesperson continued `` and as you see there are two male plug make in the pockets, as ma'am will present. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be unruffled ! its only a presentment. '' 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 stage almost buckled.

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

Martha shook her head.

'' If required, '' the voice added in surprise. `` A big script madam and Gentlemen, Gillian will be available afterwards for one hundred and fifty pound sign per fifteen minute session. ``

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

'' Walk off with it ! '' Martha ordered and Sarah had to keep an eye on 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 much for short Sarah, the end touched her cervix uteri and the genius overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the floor followed by a cascade of Sarah 's fluids.

'' Damn you should have said you were a water pistol. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll have to wipe it up, snaffle a towel. ``

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

Sarah opened her mouth to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's mouth and bent-grass her pile, Martha picked up the glistening rod and wiped the end and as Sarah rubbed the towel over the carpeted runway 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 cock at once and made do with the handles of a loo thicket and the dustpan thicket, but she clenched her buttocks and to Martha 's dashing hopes Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in humiliation.

The towel muffled Sarahs protest as the second rod was taken from the long scoop and inserted in Sarah 's dripping maw, but this time it was an hearing member 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 steamy than she could ever remember, she just needed a cock, someone to ream her hot wanton gob and badgering and sooth her button as they rubbed against it, but instead when she dropped the towel Martha grabbed it and dragged her to her groundwork and in total abasement her breasts 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 wait for Martha to back out it, except Martha started to play with it, gently easing it back and Forth while she flicked at Sarahs clit with her other hand until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' Cuffs and thong '' Sarah announced as she pulled the pitch black rod from Sarah one hold out time and helped uncase 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 men handcuffed behind her.

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

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

'' I 'm loving it and do n't understand why, '' queried Martha, `` yes it 's the same for all of us, '' she smiled at Sarah, `` I 'll put a strappy skeleton bra on you, '' she said and she reached across and selected one, `` Leather fetish range of mountains, 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 bright red Ball between Saraha 's lips.

'' There, Lilla 's dorsum. lets go, '' Martha suggested, `` Oh the brake shoe, the shoes are wrong, drop off them off. ''

Sarah felt minor in her bare ft, `` No try these ! '' she said.

The shoes were bare skeletons, the cad immense, but Martha insisted and Sarah had to put them on and then with a leather arrest around her neck Martha led Sarah out to her public.

'' And that concludes this even out exhibit of products, '' the vocalization said, `` Here lady and Gentlemen we have, Gillian, Gillian is available for common soldier sessions at a mere one hundred and fifty lb per session, but as usual the first session is for auction sale, who will set forth 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 representative enquired, `` Any advancement 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 dorsum of the way where he motioned towards a chaise longue, she sat and he motioned for her to circulate her legs and as she did so he dropped a dither at the front of his trousers peeled a prophylactic onto his rampant hard-on and labor his tool deep into her longing womb. She melted into make out ecstasy as his muscular resolution filling her liquid softness as he took his pleasure.

Sarah sat quietly as his resoluteness subsided and he withdrew wordlessly, leaving her floating in un imagined pleasure.

'' Sarah, '' a disembodied voice roused her from her dreamlike heartsease, `` Sarah, this is Daniel, he wants to live if you 'll do anal. ``

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

'' She 's new, '' Martha explained, `` Next week, we 'll make sure enough she 's nice and houseclean for next week. ''