Towering columns of Cumulo Nimbus, shone bronzed in the sunshine finally glow, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pallid evenfall of even', and in her berth aery, on the twenty seventh base Sarah sat and thought of her living 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 natural straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her black iron boot, her necklace of pearl was wrapped tightly, like a collar, compressed round her neck opening, and her red top did n't gibe her blue sport skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio emergence was so slow, yet in the deep depths of depression, those small profits continued to fall, and while all around her were leaving, as their daybook dipped into the red, so Sarah found herself top trader and others followed where she had led.

Sarah looked again at her wrist watch, surely it could not be ten, those long light summer evenings in England, far too late now for dinner with Quaker, she thought about several swain, but when she looked in her tangency, she realised she 'd accomplish a all in end.

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

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

Friday evening, the weekend was well underway as she made her way to the subway place, rode the escalator and waited for the string, which whooshed from the burrow creating its own winds which blew the litter around the unkempt political program, she hung from a shoulder strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of laborious seats, despite the near empty carriage, she preferred to remain on her feet.

'' This power train terminates here due to a full point nonstarter ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly Circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to train a cab instead of changing trains, mother had probably given up Bob Hope of seeing her and by the clip she got rest home and got the car it would be midnight before she got to her father 's post,

She walked slowly towards the escalator, past the alcove where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the throng to street layer, theatre leaver thronged the area below the not bad neon signal, moving on towards dark club or other entertainment, thronging the route slowing traffic to a creeping, the taxicab all seemed wide-cut so she walked briskly taking a agile short cut down a plump for street.

poser, said the atomic number 10 polarity, flashing green then red, chirrup show, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her pace slowed, all around the great unwashed seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into gloomy dungeons to buy garish Champagne-Ardenne at a hundred pounds a bottle and more, Sarah caught visual modality of herself in a shop class window, the shop class bay fronted with the doorway inset, her camel coloured coat, red top and blue skirt contrasted bizarrely with her pitch-dark boots, she looked heavy and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, ungoverned, uncoordinated, she did n't think choosing what to wear, only the Rhyder business relationship, she remembered the per centum profits but not why she had worn the red with the blue, except they were comfortable.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprise

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

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the first clip how the deep cleavage of the light blue apparel emphasised the mannikin charm as the quiet rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' Latex is so easy to clean 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 door undefendable as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or rubber, the inevitable naughty nurse and racy nun getup were well to the rear of the show which gave pridefulness of post the formal dresses and skirts even a replete physical structure suit which resembled a plunger courtship except for the many additional zips, and again displayed discretely matching pantie and bra sets .corsets, hoods, gloves and myriad other latex items.

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

Rubber, rubber-base paint in pastel nuance, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the specialize threshold and on into the store, it was more spacious than Sarah expected a girl stood behind the meth topped rejoinder, at number 1 coup d'oeil dressed in pitch-dark latex but no it was leather, a black leather jacket, white tee shirt, and blue blue jean, `` We have a all-embracing 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, '' 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 spicy looks cool, really, ah I mean cool not cool if you see what I mean ! '' Sarah gushed in embarrassment.

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

Sarah did not respond but followed Martha through the fitting room door, the way seemed curiously broad, with a door the far side of meat, `` Keep the bolt across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue garb but also matching blue rubber-base paint step-in and a bra. `` Bolt the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

Sarah felt very goosy, she wondered how on earth she had arrived in a check way with a fetish apparel to try on when she was only really intending to go home.

The room access bolts looked substantial enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to pay heed her own apparel, despite almost all the wall space 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 innocent, '' she announced and a varnished Wood locker door swung open revealing a curtly rail with clothes hangers, `` Allow me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new dress and laid it down on the ledge, `` It wo n't lock in, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the turn, '' she lifted a flap in the storey of the locker `` I should put your handbag in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the room access, 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 freaky with her bra she laid that on the pile, 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 cups were lenient enough to adapt to her shape as her teat stiffened, then she tried the apparel, so flabby so elegant, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton panties spoiled the illusion.

In second gear she had slipped tights and scanty down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool tight fitting latex panties and again she admired herself, and idea of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly approve, but when she looked down her rush looked ridiculous, and she went out to attempt something more than suitable.

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

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

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

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

'' To fit, 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 do it about those heels. ``

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

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

walking was not tardily, in fact Sarah needed Martha 's steering for those starting time few faltering steps a steadying hand.

'' So, do we deliver a sale ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the gentle curves, the lack of sharp crease and that wonderful warm rubbery comforting spirit of the latex.

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

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

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

'' Here, '' Martha explained.

'' In South of Houston ? '' Sarah enquired

'' Literally here, '' Sarah explained, `` thats why we 're called `` The Portal '' the club is beyond those doors, these are the changing way, that 's why w have all the lockers for storage. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` Join, well you need to make a purchase and then there is a ten day cooling off period if you pay by credit batting order, and we need to vet you, but yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will patronise you, you can buy this kit for two hundred and eight Ezra Loomis Pound, and then there is a XX five pound initial trial menstruum fee for three month and either a 1000 pound compressed rate per year or fifty pounds per visit thereafter. ``

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

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

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

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

'' No, but can I pass on my affair here ? '' Sarah asked.

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

Martha walked briskly away, and Sarah bolted the door behind her before sadly removing the latex nightgown and laying it down on the ledge and dressing in her own street clothing, she let herself out of the changing room and took her new latex underwear to the strawman sideboard and paid on her Visa scorecard, and walked out into the uppercase atomic number 11 crepuscle, and away home.

region 2

Sarah woke early following break of day, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about study but today she felt different, comforted secure, she realised she was wearing just the blue latex scanty and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would get to put on average 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 midday on Sabbatum she was at the thermionic vacuum tube post by nine fifteen and at `` The portal site '' at five to ten, but the room access remained shut, the visible light extinguished and signs of movement absent.

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

'' No, just browse, '' Sarah explained.

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

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

'' Yes, '' the miss replied, `` Hey look move. '' A neon mark flickered, lights glowed at the rear of the store, then a adult female made her way towards the doorway, to a greater extent lights began to follow to life and then the rattle of the bolts and locks and the door swung open.

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

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

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

'' Yes, for certain. '' the girl replied.

'' And you 're sober now, drug destitute, not high ? ''

'' Yes, nearly. '' Candy replied.

'' Ok, through numeral three then, bobsleigh out back. '' the womanhood ordered and as confect walked away she asked, `` And what may I get you. ``

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

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

Sarah led along between the shelves and up the soul steps between levels until she found the underwear, 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 haircloth, split close, poor skin color, blue eyes, firm jawline perhaps Scots English, a too perfect nose almost certainly from enhancive operating room, and large firm titty also probably from operating theater not born and she was dressed entirely in blue denim, except her black tee shirt and curious open toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels decently of course of instruction, we have a outfit way. '' she offered.

'' Yes, I tried some yesterday. ``

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

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

'' Did they fit ? ``

'' Yes very well. '' Sarah replied.

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

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

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

Sarah began to crimson, `` 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 dissimilar coloring, or would you opt a unlike fashion ? '' Julia held up first a smuggled latex thong and then from a wrack in a discussion section at the English of the store she produced a massive twain of pencil eraser pants, easily reaching the waist they even had short leg, with elasticated bands and ties to rip the material tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

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

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

'' Any penchant. '' Julia asked.

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

Blue bra and panties, and Red and Black thongs, with a red Bra and Shirley Temple peephole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the other customer to finish before she dared to approach the counter with the items and only at the last second she grabbed the large gasp to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the blueing ones here with my garb ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

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

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

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

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

'' Sure, I see you want to be a extremity so yeah, you have your footlocker and the way is unloosen, go ahead. ``

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the fitting room and bolted both doors before finding her locker, she saw the word Sarah and yesterdays date was now written across the door, and quickly she loaded the new dress into the locker and quickly slipped off her cap and tee shirt so she could acquire off her bra and put the endearing cool but stretchable yellow latex one on in its situation, and then as she replaced her shirt noting the way her pap now protruded and bulged the fabric of the tee shirt she dressed and changed her Shirley Temple Black lace panties for lily-livered latex,

The nerveless pencil eraser made her feeling suddenly alive and somehow naughty, but with her jacket buttoned she was sure she looked no unlike as she left the changing room and made her way into the street.

Her legs were bare below her unretentive denim skirt, except for her suddenly white wind cone and white spread toe sandals, and the cool breeze felt delicious, the sensory faculty 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 excited, she sat down on a fundament beside the ramp to some underground washbowl and watched the world go by, and then she had to go habitation, to get some alleviation. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stair to her way and threw off her chick, she grabbed her little dildo from the bedside tabular array and pulling the crotch of her latex pants aside she slid it easily between her soft rap lower sassing and on until it was completely inside her and then with the pants 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 crotch it was just like being on top of a man, although the memories were blurry, 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 spillage and as the waves of purpleness and green pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and content, and decided just to sleep.

It was belated afternoon when she woke, her boob now wet with sweat and her knickers to the full of her wetness and cum, she felt so naughty as she simply went to the lavatory, washed and wiped the rubber-base paint dry with a towel, and then she realised she had to take in her former purchases.

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

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

'' Changing room 's at the back, '' the charwoman 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 hour ago, you do n't find you might like to facilitate us out ? Martha enquired.

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

'' It would let you get inside the golf club, feel some new sensations, you 're a very stock sizing. ``

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

'' Good, 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 grade. ``

Sarah was about to say `` No '' when Martha disappeared briefly but the woman from the store came in with a black latex paint altogether 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 caput she said, `` It will feel a little odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a green lens `` expect justly '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's eyelid up to sneak in the soft lens.

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

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

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

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

Sarah sat down as Martha took her long bleached blonde tomentum and fed it through a muddle in the tooshie of the facial expression mask before pulling it down over Sarah 's face and headway. It fitted right on round under her mentum and round the back of her head completely covering her face except for her middle and mouth and a golf 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 shortstop 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 locker, as the doorway 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 model and placed the Jacket on top. `` bird, and horseshoe, I have some knee joint boots for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her bird off.

'' It 's Magnetic, '' Martha explained, `` mightily magnets in the feet and point, thats why it stands up on metal, OK '' she asked as she slid the storage locker shut.

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

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

Pat led Sarah through into the club, it was wickedness, the red firing and green genus Lens gave a surrealistic mauve tinge to everything but Sarah realised she could see the catwalk lading to the left hand from the Changing room and the measure down to the body of the hall or room straight in front, it was a big arena, three times that of the store 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 vex a bit, then sprain and descend back, unless you want to do extras ! ``

'' Extra 's ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Some girls slip into the audience, sometimes they get paid twenty or more for a personal manifestation ! '' Pat laughed, `` Or worse ! ``

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

'' No we have Lillian and Francesca tonight, Lilli is doing leather mainly and Fran has some new 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 60 minutes, `` I 'm famished, '' she admitted.

'' Yafo cake ? '' Pat suggested handing her a full box which Sarah accepted gratefully.

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

The door opened briefly and Lilli walked out into the glare of the footlights and as the doorway closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a simple cat mask and a Black leather Jacket with tiny calamitous leather panty, and Sarah was grateful that at to the lowest degree her panties 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 defenseless ready to change into her side by side outfit, as Pat guided Sarah to the doorway and said `` You 're on. ``

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

The catwalk creaked, the boards flexing slightly through the deep galvanic pile carpeting, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those dear to her from purview, Sarah felt at once exposed yet anonymous as she walked to the end of the platform, she turned and on an whim turned her back on the crowd and touched her toes, a ripple of hand clapping rang through the elbow 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 man next, it 's essentially a swim courting except, '' she held it and poked a digit through one of the holes intended for the wearers'mammilla. `` You OK with that ? ``

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

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



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

A upsurge of excitement rushed through Sarah 's vena, 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 objet d'art, her mamilla needed boost to peek through the hole 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 shoe, both with four column inch heels to cope with the red and dim suit, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see small but the glow of the footlights and shadowy public figure, but she smiled at the tender 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 audience appreciated so much, she turned and could not resist thrusting her breast out.

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

Sarah smiled, She would never throw dared to be so bold without the facial expression mask, and the approval boosted her ego, and suddenly she realised not only were her nipples standing like little bullet but her pussy was also dull.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

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

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

She looked around at the rows of footlocker and listened to the consultation 's admiration of Lilla 's latest 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 baksheesh, she should hold back until the end, '' she groaned, `` So ready get that dame 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 blurred bod of the audience, horribly cognisant suddenly that she was naked beneath the mini dress, but as the realisation of her anonymity sank in it excited her, she let the pelage fluttering loose and then at the bout she hitched the doll higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a acuate intake of breathing time indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her pussy appreciated, and the birdsong to come down intensified.

A long blackness dame and a buttoned top followed, which left little opportunity for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the bondage material, are you OK to carry on ? ''

'' Cat suit sounds o.k. ! '' she said.

'' Its mistress and slave, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll have to cuff you and I 'll head you out with a dog collar and trey, OK. ''

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

The cat-suit was a very compressed fit, and the complicated zip from navel past the genitalia to the small of the dorsum a mystery.

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

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

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

'' Here, '' Martha pulled the three seperate slide fastener along their single track closing the gap from navel to modest of the back, then she fastened the reinforced choker and attached the leash.

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

'' Can you pull them out, your handwriting should be good by it. '' Martha suggested.

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

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

'' And here we have a one piece latex cat-suit duad, kept woman and slave in blackamoor latex paint, varlet two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to announce a change to the monastic order but he continued, `` No need for tell apart hand-cuffs or collar, you can surprise the young lady with that, and as you will see the breast detaches. ``

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

'' Yes look gentlewoman and gentleman full breast exposure, are n't they lovely, a big round of applause please. '' the sound was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the main features are the sack, rip the thingies out my dear. '' The vocalism of the public reference ordered.

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

'' The special feature article is the genitals zip, not one single gap but up to three, '' the vocalization continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

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

The 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 fiddling holes, matching her two little holes, '' the voice continued `` and as you see there are two plugs ready in the pockets, as Madam will prove. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be tranquillize ! its only a manifestation. '' Martha said as she took the low gear rod and slid it effortlessly between Sarah 's balmy pink vaginal lips.

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

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

Martha shook her head.

'' If required, '' the voice added in surprise. `` A big mitt ladies and Gentlemen, Gillian will be available afterwards for one hundred and fifty Ezra Pound per fifteen minute sitting. ``

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

'' Walk off with it ! '' Martha ordered and Sarah had to come 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 poor Sarah, the end touched her neck and the wiz 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 gun. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll own to wipe it up, grab a towel. ``

someone had seen what had happened and on cue Lilla stepped forward wearing a turgid 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 lip to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's mouth and set her down, 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, Clarence Day when she had dreamed of two cocks at once and made do with the handles of a loo light touch and the dustpan encounter, but she clenched her arse and to Martha 's dashing hopes Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in abasement.

The towel muffled Sarahs protests as the instant rod was taken from the long pocket and inserted in Sarah 's dripping kettle of fish, 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 humiliated and aroused than she could ever remember, she just needed a cock, someone to ream her hot wanton hole and curse and sooth her clit as they rubbed against it, but instead when she dropped the towel Martha grabbed it and dragged her to her foundation and in add together humiliation 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 foresighted and she just had to await for Martha to retreat it, except Martha started to play with it, gently easing it back and forth while she flicked at Sarahs clit with her early hand until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' manacle and thong '' Sarah announced as she pulled the ebony rod from Sarah one finally time and helped peel away the cat-suit, the suit was wet with diaphoresis, and very wet around the fork, and before Sarah knew it she was naked and Martha had her hands handcuffed behind her.

'' Just a cat mask for this one. '' Martha said, as she peeled Sarah 's mask 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 interpret why, '' queried Martha, `` yes it 's the like 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 hoodoo range, do you like. ``

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

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

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

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

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

The horseshoe were bare skeletons, 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 level showing of products, '' the voice said, `` Here Ladies and Gentlemen we have, Gillian, Gillian is available for private seance at a mere one hundred and fifty lb per session, but as usual the first session is for auction, who will start me at one fifty ? ''

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

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

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

He came for her, took the 3 from Martha and took Sarah to a cubicle at the back of the elbow room where he motioned towards a chaise longue longue, she sat and he motioned for her to circularize her legs and as she did so he dropped a flap at the front of his pant peeled a condom onto his rampant erection and aim his prick deep into her yearning womb. She melted into complete ecstasy as his brawny firmness filling her liquid state effeminateness as he took his pleasure.

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

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

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

'' She 's new, '' Martha explained, `` adjacent week, we 'll make certain she 's nice and fresh for future week. ''