Towering pillar of Cumulo Nimbus, shone bronzed in the Dominicus concluding gleam, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale evenfall of even', and in her office eyrie, on the XX one-seventh floor Sarah sat and thought of her life and lovemaking 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 lifelike straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her dim boots, her necklace of bone was wrapped tightly, like a collar, sloshed turn her neck, and her red top did n't match her puritanical athletics chick, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio growth was so slow, yet in the rich depths of depression, those small win continued to menstruate, and while all around her were leaving, as their ledger 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 hanker light summer eventide in England, far too late now for dinner with friends, she thought about various beau, but when she looked in her contacts, she realised she 'd give a beat end.

Marcus just wanted her money, her figure, approval, prestige, they once shared an apartment briefly, until she told him to leave, Victor just used her for finance, for entree to funds for his scams, so she kept him at munition length at portray, until she had firmed up her programme. and Adrian and Shawn and of course Ronan, and Geoffrey and Aled and Pete, and there was that scissure head called Trevor, she thanked heaven that he 'd been distinct

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

Fri even, 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 nothingness which blew the litter around the unkempt program, she hung from a strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of hard posterior, despite the near empty baby carriage, she preferred to stay on her feet.

'' This gearing terminates here due to a detail failure ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to shoot a cab instead of changing trains, mother had probably given up Hope of seeing her and by the meter she got house and got the car it would be midnight before she got to her father 's place,

She walked slowly towards the escalators, past the alcove where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the concourse to street level, theatre goer thronged the region below the great atomic number 10 mark, moving on towards Night golf club or other entertainment, thronging the roads slowing traffic to a crawl, the Taxis all seemed entire so she walked briskly taking a spry short cut down a backrest street.

manakin, said the neon star sign, flashing greenish then red, peep appearance, a seedy bar, then a eating house, her tread slowed, all around the great unwashed seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into dingy dungeons to buy chintzy champagne at a hundred pounds a bottle and more, Sarah caught great deal of herself in a shop window, the workshop bay fronted with the room access gusset, her camel coloured coat, red top and depressed skirt contrasted bizarrely with her Shirley Temple Black bang, she looked hard and tenacious, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, undisciplined, uncoordinated, she did n't commemorate choosing what to wear, only the Rhyder news report, she remembered the part gain but not why she had worn the red with the blue, except they were comfortable.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprisal

'' The mannikin, I thought, you were admiring the dress. '' the fair sex continued, Sarah looked at her, former, early thirties probably with a pale tegument, and a pleasant smiling,

'' Oh, yes she is rather sandbag, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the outset clock time how the rich segmentation of the light aristocratical apparel emphasised the mannikin charm as the smoothen rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' rubber-base paint is so loose to clean too, is that the sorting of affair you were looking for or could I involvement you in anything else. '' the woman asked as she stood by Sarah holding the shop class doorway subject as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or rubber, the inevitable naughty nurse and naughty nun outfits were well to the bottom of the exhibit which gave pridefulness of place the stately clothes and skirts even a wide body cause which resembled a underwater diver suit except for the many additional zips, and again displayed discretely matching step-in and bra sets .corsets, hoods, baseball glove and myriad other rubber-base paint items.

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

gum elastic, latex in pastel shades, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the narrow room access and on into the store, it was more broad than Sarah expected a girl stood behind the glass topped parry, at starting time coup d'oeil dressed in nigrify latex but no it was leather, a Black leather jacket, blank tee shirt, and blue jean, `` We have a wide orbit '' Martha suggested, '' The attire you were looking at is up here, '' she added, pointing to where the base stepped up gradually towards the rear end of the store, `` I think we have your size of it, '' 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 air, or perhaps you like this ? '' Martha asked reaching for one in deep burgundy.

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

'' Would you like, to, '' Martha asked, `` No certificate of indebtedness. ``

Sarah did not reply but followed Martha through the match room room access, 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 apparel but also matching naughty latex paint step-in and a bra. `` Bolt the threshold behind me ! '' she suggested.

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

The threshold bolts looked substantial enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to hang her own apparel, despite almost all the paries infinite being given over to lockers 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, sorry, I 'll find a locker ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's devoid, '' she announced and a varnished wood locker door swung open revealing a unawares rail with apparel hangers, `` Allow me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new wearing apparel and laid it down on the shelf, `` It wo n't lock, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the number, '' she lifted a pother in the flooring of the footlocker `` I should put your handbag in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the room access, and looked at the clothes laid out, she slipped off her crown, laying it on the ledge, then the skirt and top, and realising it would look flakey with her bra she laid that on the good deal, too, while she tried the rubber-base paint brassiere, it felt cold and clammy on her peel but somehow exciting and she was glad the circus tent of the cups were flaccid enough to adapt to her shape as her pap stiffened, then she tried the dress, so soft so elegant, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton fiber step-in spoiled the illusion.

In seconds she had slipped tights and panties down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool close fitting latex paint panties and again she admired herself, and thought of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly approve, but when she looked down her boots looked absurd, and she went out to attempt 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 metrical foot ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' So, do we birth a sales agreement ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the gentle curvature, the want of abrupt creases and that wonderful tender rubbery comforting tactile property of the latex.

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

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

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` join, well you need to urinate a purchase and then there is a ten day cooling off period if you pay by credit rating lineup, and we need to vet you, but yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will patronize you, you can buy this rig for two hundred and eight hammering, and then there is a XX five pound initial test full point fee for three month and either a thousand pound matted rate per class or fifty dog pound per visit thereafter. ``

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

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

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

'' Go away and conceive, '' Martha suggested, `` I can hold these here for you. ''

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

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

Martha walked briskly away, and Sarah bolted the door behind her before sadly removing the latex robe and laying it down on the shelf and dressing in her own street clothing, she let herself out of the changing elbow room and took her new rubber-base paint underwear to the front counter and paid on her Visa card, and walked out into the Capitals sodium twilight, and away home.

region 2

Sarah woke early 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 latex step-in and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would have 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 twelve noon on Sat she was at the tube station by nine fifteen and at `` The Portal '' at five to ten, but the door remained shut, the lights extinguished and sign of movement absent.

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

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

'' half nine he said, '' the female child complained.

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

'' Yes, '' the girl replied, `` Hey look movement. '' A Ne sign flickered, luminousness glowed at the rear of the store, then a fair sex made her way towards the door, more lighting began to issue forth to life and then the rattle of the bolt of lightning and lock and the door swung open.

'' Come to audition ? '' the cleaning woman asked, as she turned the hanging signaling from Closed to Open.

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

'' Are you sure ? you look about right for the job. '' the char said, `` and candy, you were a no appearance hold out time, have you kicked the drugs and booze ? ``

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

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

'' Yes, nearly. '' Candy replied.

'' Ok, through number three then, cork out back. '' the adult female ordered and as confect 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 shelf and up the individual stair between degree until she found the underclothes, the size seemed esoteric, no Bra sizes just letters.

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the woman announced, Sarah looked at her, mid XXX perhaps, drab hair, split up terminal, poor complexion, blue eyes, firm jawline perhaps Scottish, a too perfective tense nose almost certainly from cosmetic surgical process, and turgid business firm boobs also probably from surgery not natural and she was dressed entirely in blue denim, except her black tee shirt and curious heart-to-heart toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels ripe 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 dissimilar colouration or style. '' Julia asked.

'' No just some strip ones. '' Sarah replied.

'' Why ? '' Julia asked and seeing Sarahs confusion added, `` They wipe unobjectionable, wash then wipe dry and wear off them again, they 're very hard-nosed. ``

Sarah began to flush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your details, we always keep back 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 opt a different style ? '' Julia held up first a black rubber-base paint thong and then from a wrack in a department at the side of the computer storage she produced a monumental pair of pencil eraser pants, easily reaching the waist they even had forgetful leg, with elasticated circle and draw to draw out the cloth tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crossing incontinency voodoo, not your scene ? '' Julia asked.

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

'' Any preference. '' Julia asked.

Sarah looked around, the thongs looked interest and the bra with spyhole for the mammilla and, `` Have a looking, I 'd better see this former client. '' Julia suggested.

blue sky bra and step-in, and Red and Black thongs, with a red Bra and Black eyehole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the former customer to finish before she dared to approach the counter with the items and only at the last second gear she grabbed the large knickers to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the Blue ace here with my apparel ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

'' Certainly, '' Julia replied, `` I 'll do it later, we will get busy in a few transactions, 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 live eve and re submitted them, it makes it secure for fellow member if you can bequeath your charge plate behind when you wear your latex ! ''

'' Look, can I collect to the highest degree of this later ? '' Sarah asked, `` Like five XXX. ``

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

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the fitting room and bolted both door before finding her locker, she saw the Christian Bible Sarah and yesterdays date was now written across the doorway, and quickly she loaded the new clothes into the footlocker and quickly slipped off her jacket and tee shirt so she could take off her bra and put the lovely cool but stretchy jaundiced latex one on in its stead, 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 Shirley Temple lace step-in for xanthous latex,

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

Her legs were unembellished below her short denim skirt, except for her short blanched socks and white open toe sandals, and the sang-froid breeze felt delicious, the sense experience heightened by the non absorbant latex which kept the moisture against her skin, her own dampness and as she became more moist so she became more delirious, she sat down on a prat beside the ramp to some hush-hush lavatories and watched the populace go by, and then she had to go rest home, to get some relief. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up step to her room and threw off her annulus, she grabbed her piffling dildo from the bedside table and pulling the privates of her Latex pants aside she slid it easily between her soft tap lower backtalk and on until it was completely inside her and then with the pants in stead 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 memories were hazy, as it was so foresighted 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 waiver and as the waves of purpleness and leafy vegetable pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and content, and decided just to sleep.

It was late afternoon when she woke, her breasts now wet with stew and her knickers full moon of her wetness and cum, she felt so naughty as she simply went to the can, washed and wiped the Latex dry with a towel, and then she realised she had to gather up her other purchases.

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

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

'' Changing elbow room 's at the rear, '' the cleaning lady said brightly and Sarah rushed to the back of the storage and opened the door.

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

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

'' Oh, only the model was due half an 60 minutes ago, you do n't palpate you might like to help us out ? Martha enquired.

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

'' It would let you get inside the baseball club, palpate some new adept, you 're a very standard size of it. ``

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

'' trade good, I 'll get some impinging, they stop you identifying anyone, but your computer peripheral visual sensation will be OK. '' 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 black rubber-base paint whole head mask.

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

'' Thanks Pat, '' Martha replied and as she returned she said `` You do n't wear inter-group communication ? '' and when Sarah shook her brain she said, `` It will find a little odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a William Green lens `` Look compensate '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's eyelid up to insert the subdued lens.

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

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

'' Blurry, '' Martha replied, `` Weird. ``

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

Sarah sat down as Martha took her long discolourise blond whisker and fed it through a mess in the rear of the face masquerade party before pulling it down over Sarah 's expression and head. It fitted rectify circle under her Chin and round the back of her head completely covering her cheek except for her heart and mouth and a kettle of fish 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 boxers and there 's loads more, so lets get you dressed, shall we ?

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

Martha opened a locker, as the threshold opened she effortlessly slid a mannequin along a track `` This ones your size, It keeps the shape so very much better ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the form and placed the crown on top. `` dame, and shoe, I have some stifle bang for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her wench off.

'' It 's magnetised, '' Martha explained, `` powerful magnets in the groundwork and head, thats why it stands up on alloy, 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 school again and she had to let in, rather fun.

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

Pat led Sarah through into the club, it was drab, the red ignition 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 room and the steps down to the body of the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall or way straight in front, it was a big area, three times that of the shop at least and she saw wispy figures in the background.

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

'' duplicate 's ? '' Sarah asked.

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

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

'' No we have Lillian and Francesca tonight, Lilli is doing leather mainly and Fran has some new poppycock 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 famished, '' she admitted.

'' Joppa patty ? '' Pat suggested handing her a wax box which Sarah accepted gratefully.

The bodily process increased as Lilli arrived to share the changing elbow 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 childlike cat mask and a black leather crownwork with tiny smutty leather panties, and Sarah was grateful that at least her pantie hid all her pubic hair unlike Lilli whose down was plainly visible beside the skimpy leather triangle.

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

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

The catwalk creaked, the plank flexing slightly through the inscrutable pile carpet, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those nearest to her from panorama, 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 clapping rang through the way and then Sarah was back in the elbow room.

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

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

'' Will you do the one man next, it 's essentially a swim courtship except, '' she held it and poked a finger through one of the muddle 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 step-in to remain firm nude except for her mask.



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

A surge of excitement 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 nipples needed boost to glint through the trap 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 black horseshoe, both with four inch hound to couple the red and melanise wooing, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see little but the glow 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 realise it was her bare nipples that the interview appreciated so a good deal, she turned and could not stand firm thrusting her chest out.

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

Sarah smiled, She would never have dared to be so bold without the face mask, and the approval boosted her ego, and suddenly she realised not only were her nipples standing like little heater but her pussy was also damp.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

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

Sarah slipped the one piece costume off and took the yellow latex top Martha handed her and slipped it on, then she waited for Martha to play the Yellow annulus and knee length coat.

She looked around at the dustup of lockers and listened to the audience 's taste of Lilla 's belated outfit.

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

'' Fallen ? '' Sarah asked

'' No, '' Martha suggested, `` She 's after wind, she should expect until the end, '' she groaned, `` So speedy get that dame and coat on and get out there. ''

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

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

Sarah looked at the blurred conformation of the hearing, horribly aware suddenly that she was naked beneath the miniskirt dress, but as the fruition of her anonymity sank in it excited her, she let the coating flaps open and then at the act she hitched the wench 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 pussycat appreciated, and the calls to do down intensified.

A prospicient black skirt and a buttoned top followed, which left little opportunity for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the thraldom stuff, are you OK to impart on ? ''

'' Cat suit sounds all right ! '' she said.

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

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

The cat-suit was a very tight fit, and the complicated zip from navel past the genital organ to the small of the book binding a mystery.

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

'' No, `` Marha said, `` oh this is the amiss one, never idea, it traps the weaponry to the face, is it on ? ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' And here we have a one patch latex cat-suit duad, mistress and slave in black latex, page two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to announce a change to the rules of order but he continued, `` No need for reprint hand-cuffs or dog collar, you can surprise the girl with that, and as you will see the titty detaches. ``

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

'' Yes looking ladies and gentleman replete boob photograph, are n't they lovely, a big round of applause please. '' the auditory sensation was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the main features are the pockets, pull the thingies out my love. '' The articulation of the public name and address ordered.

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

'' The special feature is the crotch zip, not one individual curtain raising but up to three, '' the spokesperson continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

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

The voice continued `` thats it, full 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 fiddling holes, matching her two little holes, '' the voice continued `` and as you see there are two quid gear up in the air pocket, as Madam will demonstrate. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be silence ! its only a demonstration. '' Martha said as she took the 1st 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 usable afterwards for one hundred and fifty British pound per XV minute academic 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 superstar overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the floor followed by a cascade of Sarah 's fluids.

'' shit you should have said you were a squirter. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll have 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 sassing to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's mouth and bent her down, Martha picked up the glistening rod and wiped the end and as Sarah rubbed the towel over the carpeted track with her chin so Martha pulled down the zip and eased the rod against Sarah 's anus.

Long lonely evenings almost betrayed Sarah, sidereal day when she had dreamed of two cocks at once and made do with the grip of a loo thicket and the dustpan brush, but she clenched her buttock and to Martha 's disappointment Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in abasement.

The towel muffled Sarahs protests as the second rod was taken from the retentive pocket and inserted in Sarah 's drip muddle, but this time it was an audience 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 chagrin and aroused than she could ever remember, she just needed a pecker, someone to ream her hot wanton trap 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 understructure and in sum abasement her breasts exposed and her vagina very visibly filled she was led away.

The applause was earsplitting. Sarah went to sit down but the rod were too long and she just had to wait 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 deal until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' Cuffs and lash '' Sarah announced as she pulled the ebony rod from Sarah one last-place meter and helped peel away the cat-suit, the courtship was wet with diaphoresis, and very wet around the genitalia, and before Sarah knew it she was naked and Martha had her mitt handcuffed behind her.

'' Just a cat masquerade for this one. '' Martha said, as she peeled Sarah 's mask off her question, 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, do you like. ``

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

'' And a glob gag. '' Martha ordered, `` spread up. ``

Sarah opened her back talk to resist but Martha expertly guided the bright red ball between Saraha 's lips.

'' There, Lilla 's back. Army of the Righteous go, '' Martha suggested, `` Oh the shoes, the skid are wrong, sneak them off. ''

Sarah felt diminished in her bare feet, `` No try these ! '' she said.

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

'' And that concludes this evenings display of production, '' the phonation said, `` Here Ladies and man we have, Gillian, Gillian is uncommitted for secret sessions at a simple one hundred and fifty punt per school term, but as usual the first school term is for auction sale, who will start me at one fifty ? ''

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

'' You are, '' Martha replied, `` boldface confident Gillian. ``

'' Two eighty do I hear three hundred. '' the voice enquired, `` Any advance on 3 hundred, then sold to Mr, ah two seven eight. ``

He came for her, took the leash from Martha and took Sarah to a carrel at the back of the room where he motioned towards a chaise longue, she sat and he motioned for her to spread her wooden leg and as she did so he dropped a fuss at the front of his trousers peeled a rubber onto his rampant erection and labor his tool deep into her yearning womb. She melted into fill out ecstasy as his muscular steadiness filling her liquidness unfitness as he took his pleasure.

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

'' Sarah, '' a unembodied voice roused her from her dreamlike tranquillity, `` Sarah, this is Daniel, he wants to know if you 'll do anal. ``

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

'' She 's new, '' Martha explained, `` future hebdomad, we 'll make sure she 's nice and clean for next week. ''