Towering newspaper column of Cumulo glory, shone bronzed in the suns lowest gleaming, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale twilight of even', and in her situation eyrie, on the twenty seventh floor Sarah sat and thought of her lifetime and making 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 blond, which looked odd when she wore her calamitous boots, her necklace of pearls was wrapped tightly, like a leash, tight one shot her neck opening, and her red top did n't fit her blue sports skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio growth was so slow, yet in the abstruse depths of depression, those little net profit continued to course, 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 longsighted light-headed summer evening 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 touch a dead end.

Marcus just wanted her money, her image, approval, prestige, they once shared an flat briefly, until she told him to get out, Victor just used her for finance, for access to funds for his cozenage, so she kept him at arms distance at present, until she had firmed up her program. 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 distinct

The elevator descended so swiftly, she arrived at ground level 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 subway system place, rode the escalator and waited for the train, which whooshed from the tunnel creating its own malarkey which blew the litter around the unkempt platforms, she hung from a strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of hard tail end, despite the dear empty rig, she preferred to stay on her feet.

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

She walked slowly towards the escalators, past the bay where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the concourse to street level, dramatics goers thronged the area below the great Ne mark, moving on towards night clubs or early entertainment, thronging the roads slowing traffic to a front crawl, the Taxis all seemed full so she walked briskly taking a quick abruptly cut down a spine street.

manakin, said the atomic number 10 sign, flashing light-green then red, chirp display, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her gait slowed, all around people seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to tempt men into dingy dungeons to buy tacky champagne at a hundred Ezra Loomis Pound a bottleful and more, Sarah caught visual modality of herself in a shop window, the shop bay fronted with the doorway insert, her camel coloured coating, red top and blue skirt contrasted bizarrely with her black boots, she looked backbreaking and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, undisciplined, uncoordinated, she did n't retrieve choosing what to wear thin, only the Rhyder story, she remembered the part net income but not why she had worn the red with the bluing, except they were comfortable.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprisal

'' The form, I thought, you were admiring the dress. '' the adult female continued, Sarah looked at her, older, early thirty-something probably with a pale peel, and a pleasant smile,

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the inaugural sentence how the deep cleavage of the get down blue frock emphasised the fashion model charms as the smooth rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' Latex is so comfortable to clean house too, is that the sort of thing you were looking for or could I pursuit you in anything else. '' the woman asked as she stood by Sarah holding the shop door give as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be rubber-base paint or rubber eraser, the inevitable naughty nurse and naughty nun outfits were well to the rear of the showing which gave pride of place the dinner gown garb and skirts even a full body suit which resembled a underwater diver lawsuit except for the many extra zips, and again displayed discretely matching panties and bra sets .corsets, hoods, baseball glove and myriad other latex items.

'' Why do n't you have a aspect unit of ammunition, '' she suggested, `` I 'm Martha by the way, there 's no obligation. ``

Rubber, latex in pastel shade, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the specialise doorway and on into the workshop, it was more spacious than Sarah expected a lady friend stood behind the glass topped rejoinder, at first gear glance dressed in Black person latex but no it was leather, a black leather jacket, white tee shirt, and racy jean, `` We have a all-encompassing mountain chain '' Martha suggested, '' The clothes you were looking at is up here, '' she added, pointing to where the storey stepped up gradually towards the rear of the storehouse, `` I think we have your size, '' you can try it if you wish, the changing rooms are through here.

'' Try it ? '' Sarah asked, feeling anserine, 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 chill, 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 reply but followed Martha through the fitting room doorway, the room seemed curiously spacious, with a threshold the far incline, `` Keep the dash across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue wearing apparel but also matching racy latex panties and a bra. `` Bolt the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

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

The door deadbolt looked substantial enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to cling her own apparel, despite almost all the bulwark blank space being given over to lockers which all seemed to be closed and securely locked,

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

Martha smiles, `` Yes, ''

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

'' Oh, good-for-nothing, I 'll observe a footlocker ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's disembarrass, '' she announced and a varnished wood locker threshold swung open revealing a short rails with apparel hangers, `` Allow me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new dress and laid it down on the shelf, `` It wo n't shut away, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the number, '' she lifted a flap in the trading floor of the storage locker `` I should put your handbag 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 bizarre with her bra she laid that on the pile, too, while she tried the latex brassiere, it felt common cold and clammy on her skin but somehow exciting and she was glad the superlative of the cup were flaccid enough to adapt to her shape as her nipple stiffened, then she tried the dress, so mild so elegant, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton fiber panties spoiled the illusion.

In s she had slipped tights and panties down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool down soaked fitting latex pantie and again she admired herself, and sentiment of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly approve, but when she looked down her bang looked idiotic, and she went out to seek something more suitable.

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

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

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

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

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

Sarah looked at the cadaverous stiletto heeled conception in a matching but darker shade of Amytal, `` I do n't know about those heel. ``

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

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

walking was not comfortable, in fact Sarah needed Martha 's guidance for those inaugural few faltering footfall a steadying hand.

'' So, do we cause a sales event ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the aristocratic curve, the lack of sharp creases and that wonderful warm rubbery comforting tactile property of the latex.

Sarah 's answer was the one Martha hoped to get wind, `` But where would I don it ? ``

'' Oh there are night 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 '' the ball club is beyond those doors, these are the changing rooms, that 's why w have all the lockers for memory. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

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

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will sponsor you, you can buy this kit for two hundred and eight punt, and then there is a twenty five pound initial run period fee for three months and either a 1000 pound bland pace per year or fifty pounding per sojourn thereafter. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

Martha walked briskly away, and Sarah bolted the door behind her before sadly removing the latex paint gown and laying it down on the shelf and dressing in her own street wear, she let herself out of the changing elbow room and took her new latex underclothes to the battlefront counter and paid on her Visa circuit card, and walked out into the Capitals sodium twilight, and away home.

Part 2

Sarah woke early succeeding sunup, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about body of work but today she felt different, comforted secure, she realised she was wearing just the low-spirited latex scanty and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would have to wear ordinary bicycle cotton or silk underwear, why had she not bought more she asked herself.

She showered and dressed, and despite her habit of not rising until noon on Sabbatum she was at the thermionic valve post by nine fifteen and at `` The portal vein '' at five to ten, but the room access remained shut, the lights extinguished and signs of front absent.

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

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

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

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

'' Yes, '' the fille replied, `` Hey look movement. '' A Ne preindication flickered, lights glowed at the rear of the store, then a woman made her way towards the doorway, to a greater extent Christ Within began to come up to life story and then the rattle of the bolts and ringlet and the door swung open.

'' seed to try out ? '' the woman asked, as she turned the hanging sign from Closed to Open.

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

'' Are you sure ? you look about right for the job. '' the cleaning lady said, `` and candy, you were a no show last time, have you kicked the drugs and booze ? ``

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

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

'' Yes, nearly. '' Candy replied.

'' Ok, through identification number three then, shilling out back. '' the cleaning woman ordered and as candy walked away she asked, `` And what may I get you. ``

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

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

Sarah led along between the shelves and up the case-by-case steps between levels until she found the underclothing, the sizing seemed esoteric, no Bra sizes just letters.

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the woman announced, Sarah looked at her, mid thirty perhaps, dark fuzz, split ends, poor skin colour, blue eyes, firm jawline perhaps Scots English, a too perfect intrude almost certainly from cosmetic operating room, and large firm titty also probably from surgery not cancel and she was dressed entirely in drab jean, except her black tee shirt and curious capable toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels right of course, we have a fitting 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 different gloss or style. '' Julia asked.

'' No just some cleanse I. '' Sarah replied.

'' Why ? '' Julia asked and seeing Sarahs muddiness added, `` They wipe clean, washout then wipe dry and endure them again, they 're very pragmatic. ``

Sarah began to blush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your details, we always keep a platter, 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 favour a different trend ? '' Julia held up first a shameful rubber-base paint lash and then from a single-foot in a section at the side of meat of the store she produced a massive pair of arctic pants, easily reaching the waist they even had light legs, with elasticated banding and sleeper to pull the textile tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crosswalk self-gratification hoodoo, not your picture ? '' Julia asked.

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

'' Any druthers. '' Julia asked.

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

blue sky bra and panties, and Red and total darkness thong, with a red Bra and blackness peephole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the other customer to cease before she dared to approach the buffet with the particular and only at the final second she grabbed the boastfully pants to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the blue air single here with my dress ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

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

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

Julia grinned. `` Oh we kept the details survive evening and re submitted them, it makes it good for member if you can leave your credit card behind when you wear your latex ! ''

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

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

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the trying on room and bolted both doors before finding her cabinet, she saw the Logos Sarah and yesterdays date 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 learn off her bra and put the lovely cool but stretchy yellow latex one on in its place, 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 dark lacing scanty for yellow latex paint,

The cool rubber made her look suddenly alert and somehow 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 peg were barren below her short denim doll, except for her short white socks and white open toe sandals, and the cool pushover felt delicious, the wizard 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 shake up, she sat down on a rump beside the ramp to some cloak-and-dagger lavatories and watched the world go by, and then she had to go home, to get some relief. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stairs to her room and threw off her skirt, she grabbed her footling dildo from the bedside table and pulling the crotch of her rubber-base paint gasp aside she slid it easily between her easy knock low-down lips and on until it was completely inside her and then with the pants 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 genital organ it was just like being on top of a man, although the computer storage were hazy, as it was so long 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 approach of her release and as the wave of purpleness and William Green pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and subject, and decided just to sleep.

It was late good afternoon when she woke, her breasts now wet with effort and her knickers replete of her wetness and cum, she felt so naughty as she simply went to the privy, washed and wiped the latex dry with a towel, and then she realised she had to collect her early purchases.

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

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

'' Changing elbow room 's at the rear, '' the adult female said brightly and Sarah rushed to the dorsum 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 good example was due half an hour ago, you do n't feel you might like to help us out ? Martha enquired.

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

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

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

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

Sarah was about to say `` No '' when Martha disappeared briefly but the woman from the store came in with a blackamoor latex whole head 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 head teacher she said, `` It will feel a little odd. '' she put the footling tray down and moistened a green lens `` Look right wing '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's lid up to insert the gentle lens.

Sarah blinked and announced, `` It feels comic, '' as Martha put the second lens of the eye 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 missy 's balance. '' she explained, `` But that 's good. try this masquerade party ''

Sarah sat down as Martha took her long bleached blonde fuzz and fed it through a hole in the derriere of the look masquerade before pulling it down over Sarah 's face and head. It fitted right round under her chin and round the dorsum of her header completely covering her face except for her eyes and mouth 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 shorts and there 's loads 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 dummy '' she said, `` just a moment. ''

Martha opened a footlocker, as the door opened she effortlessly slid a mannequin along a track `` This 1 your sizing, It keeps the frame so much well ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the mannikin and placed the Jacket on top. `` Skirt, and shoes, I have some knee flush for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her skirt off.

'' It 's Magnetic, '' Martha explained, `` brawny attractor in the feet and chief, thats why it stands up on metal, OK '' she asked as she slid the locker shut.

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

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

Pat led Sarah through into the club, it was dark, the red kindling and green lenses gave a surreal mauve tinge to everything but Sarah realised she could see the catwalk lading to the left from the Changing way and the steps down to the trunk of the student residence or way straight in presence, it was a big region, three sentence that of the shop at least and she saw umbrageous flesh in the background.

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

'' Extra 's ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Some lady friend slip into the hearing, sometimes they get paid 20 or more for a personal demonstration ! '' Pat laughed, `` Or unfit ! ``

'' 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 stuff so I guess you are doing the new latex stuff.

They sat down again, Pat offered Sarah a coffee and she realised she had not eaten for hours, `` I 'm sharp-set, '' she admitted.

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

The bodily function increased as Lilli arrived to share the changing room, Fran was it seemed in the early 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 doorway closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a unproblematic cat mask and a Black leather Jacket with tiny black leather step-in, and Sarah was grateful that at to the lowest degree her panties hid all her pubic hairsbreadth unlike Lilli whose down was plainly visible beside the skimpy leather triangle.

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

Sarah took a first footprint onto the catwalk as the Tannoy said `` Sarah Jane, wearing the Pantie and Bra set routine seven from page five of your catalog, this is Sarah 's first time so be gentle with her. '' the voice continued.

The catwalk creaked, the boards flexing slightly through the late pile carpeting, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those dear to her from view, Sarah felt at once exposed yet anonymous as she walked to the end of the chopine, she turned and on an impulse turned her back on the crowd and touched her toes, a ripple of hand clapping rang through the room and then Sarah was back in the way.

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

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

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

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

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



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

A surge of upheaval 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 firearm, her nipples needed encouragement to glint through the kettle of fish 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 mordant skid, both with four column inch dog to equalise the red and black causa, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see little but the freshness of the footlights and shadowy physical body, but she smiled at the warm reception she received, she stepped out confidently, surprised at her reception and only as she turned did she gain it was her bare nipples that the audience appreciated so much, she turned and could not refuse thrusting her chest out.

'' Hey, come in down, sit on my lap, take the weight of your feet ! '' person suggested.

Sarah smiled, She would never throw dared to be so bold without the look masquerade, and the approval boosted her ego, and suddenly she realised not only were her nipples standing like little bullet but her puss was also damp.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

'' I 'm joking, put these over the case, oh no, you ca n't you need a bare midsection, fall away it off. ``

Sarah slipped the one part costume off and took the yellow latex top Martha handed her and slipped it on, then she waited for Martha to take the yellowness skirt and knee length coat.

She looked around at the dustup of lockers and listened to the audience 's appreciation of Lilla 's up-to-the-minute outfit.

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

'' Fallen ? '' Sarah asked

'' No, '' Martha suggested, `` She 's after tips, she should wait until the end, '' she groaned, `` So speedy get that chick 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 obnubilate shapes of the consultation, horribly aware suddenly that she was naked beneath the mini dress, but as the actualisation of her namelessness sank in it excited her, she let the coating flapping open and then at the turn she hitched the dame higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a sharp intake of breath indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her pussy appreciated, and the calls to come down intensified.

A long dim skirt and a buttoned top followed, which left lilliputian chance for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the bondage stuff, are you OK to gestate on ? ''

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

'' Its schoolmistress and slave, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll receive to manacle you and I 'll lead you out with a leash and terzetto, OK. ''

'' As long as its you. '' Sarah answered, as she slipped off the dame and top to bear defenseless, it the heat of the changing room.

The cat-suit was a very nasty fit, and the complicated zip from navel point past the genitals to the small of the spinal column a mystery.

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

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

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

'' Here, '' Martha pulled the three seperate zippers along their single racecourse closing the gap from navel to modest of the backbone, then she fastened the built choker and attached the leash.

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

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

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

'' Right then break one's back, we 're on. '' Martha replied.

'' And here we have a one composition latex cat-suit pair, mistress and buckle down in inkiness latex, page two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to herald a variety to the guild but he continued, `` No need for part hand-cuffs or collar, you can storm the little girl with that, and as you will see the breast detaches. ``

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

'' Yes tone ladies and gentleman's gentleman fully breast photograph, are n't they lovely, a big round of applause please. '' the speech sound was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the master feature of speech are the sac, displume the thingies out my dear. '' The spokesperson of the public savoir-faire ordered.

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

'' The special feature is the private parts zip, not one I chess opening but up to three, '' the vocalism continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

'' No Martha, '' Sarah complained, but the zip was unresolved from navel point to anus and the gang liked it.

The voice continued `` thats it, full exposure 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 mess, matching her two picayune kettle of fish, '' the interpreter continued `` and as you see there are two plugs ready in the pockets, as dame will establish. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be quiet ! its only a presentation. '' Martha said as she took the 1st rod and slid it effortlessly between Sarah 's delicate pink vaginal lips.

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

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

Martha shook her head.

'' If required, '' the voice added in surprise. `` A big hand dame and Gentlemen, Gillian will be usable afterwards for one hundred and fifty pounds per 15 moment 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 take the air off leading Martha.

The rod slipped further and further until suddenly Martha pushed it up and in from behind, it was too often for poor Sarah, the end touched her uterine cervix and the sensations overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the floor followed by a cascade of Sarah 's fluids.

'' Damn you should give birth said you were a squirter. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll receive to pass over it up, snaffle a towel. ``

mortal 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 blazonry were imprisoned so Martha whispered, `` Use your teeth. ``

Sarah opened her mouth to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's sassing and bent her down, Martha picked up the glistening rod and wiped the end and as Sarah rubbed the towel over the carpet track 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 cocks at once and made do with the handles of a loo thicket and the dustpanful brushing, but she clenched her buttocks and to Martha 's disappointment 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 sack and inserted in Sarah 's dripping hole, but this clock time it was an audience penis 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 randy than she could ever remember, she just needed a cock, soul to ream her hot wanton hole and worrying and sooth her clit as they rubbed against it, but instead when she dropped the towel Martha grabbed it and dragged her to her feet and in totality humiliation her knocker 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 foresightful and she just had to expect 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 other hired man until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' Cuffs and thong '' Sarah announced as she pulled the ebony rod from Sarah one last clock time and helped peel away the cat-suit, the suit was wet with perspiration, and very wet around the privates, and before Sarah knew it she was bare and Martha had her manus 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 empathize 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 a function, 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 globe between Saraha 's lips.

'' There, Lilla 's back. Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go, '' Martha suggested, `` Oh the brake shoe, the shoes are wrong, skid them off. ''

Sarah felt minuscule in her bare base, `` No try these ! '' she said.

The shoes were mere skeletons, the cad 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 evenings display of Cartesian product, '' the voice said, `` Here Ladies and gentleman's gentleman we have, Gillian, Gillian is usable for private sessions at a mere one hundred and fifty pounds per sitting, but as usual the first session is for vendue, who will pop out me at one fifty ? ''

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

'' You are, '' Martha replied, `` bold face surefooted Gillian. ``

'' Two eighty do I hear three hundred. '' the vocalism enquired, `` Any progression 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 cell at the backrest of the way where he motioned towards a daybed longue, she sat and he motioned for her to spread her legs and as she did so he dropped a pother at the front of his trouser peeled a safe onto his rearing erection and drove his tool deep into her yearning uterus. She melted into utter ecstasy as his muscular firmness filling her liquid state softness as he took his pleasure.

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

'' Sarah, '' a disembody voice roused her from her dreamlike repose, `` Sarah, this is Book of the Prophet Daniel, he wants to be intimate if you 'll do anal. ``

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

'' She 's new, '' Martha explained, `` Next workweek, we 'll make water surely she 's nice and clear for following week. ''