Towering columns of Cumulo glory, shone bronzed in the Dominicus lastly gleam, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale twilight of even', and in her federal agency aery, on the twenty dollar bill 7th floor Sarah sat and thought of her life and love and wondered what it was all for.

Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about solution, her hair was now its natural pale yellow blonde, which looked odd when she wore her black boots, her necklace of bone was wrapped tightly, like a taking into custody, pie-eyed round her neck opening, and her red top did n't match her blue sports skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio maturation was so tedious, yet in the mysterious deepness of depression, those small profits continued to hang, and while all around her were leaving, as their book of account dipped into the red, so Sarah found herself top trader and others followed where she had led.

Sarah looked again at her wristwatch, surely it could not be ten, those long idle summertime evening in England, far too of late now for dinner with friends, she thought about assorted young man, but when she looked in her inter-group communication, she realised she 'd reached a stagnant end.

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

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

Friday eventide, the weekend was well underway as she made her way to the Tube post, rode the escalator and waited for the train, which whooshed from the tunnel creating its own winding which blew the litter around the unkempt political platform, she hung from a strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of concentrated seats, despite the almost empty equipage, she preferred to remain on her feet.

'' This wagon train terminates here due to a points nonstarter ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly genus Circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to take a cab instead of changing railroad train, mother had probably given up hope of seeing her and by the time she got home and got the car it would be midnight before she got to her beginner 's place,

She walked slowly towards the escalators, past the bay where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the confluence to street level, theatre goers thronged the arena below the great neon preindication, moving on towards night ball club or other amusement, thronging the roads slowing traffic to a front crawl, the Taxis all seemed full so she walked briskly taking a quick short cut down a back street.

manikin, said the neon sign, flashing greenish then red, peep show, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her pace slowed, all around people seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into dingy keep to buy gimcrack champagne at a hundred pounds a bottleful and more, Sarah caught sight of herself in a workshop window, the store bay fronted with the threshold inset, her camel coloured coat, red top and low skirt contrasted bizarrely with her black the boot, she looked punishing and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, undisciplined, uncoordinated, she did n't remember choosing what to wear, only the Rhyder account, she remembered the percentage lucre but not why she had worn the red with the blue air, except they were comfortable.

'' Beautiful, is n't she, '' a cushy feminine voice 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, early thirty probably with a pale hide, and a pleasant grinning,

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the first prison term how the deep cleavage of the light patrician dress emphasised the mannequins appealingness as the still natural rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' latex paint is so easy to clean house too, is that the form of matter you were looking for or could I interest you in anything else. '' the woman asked as she stood by Sarah holding the shop door candid as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or rubber, the inevitable naughty nanny and risque nun outfit were well to the tooshie of the video display which gave pride of place the courtly attire and bird even a full eubstance suit which resembled a divers suit except for the many extra zips, and again displayed discretely matching panties and bra readiness .corsets, cowl, gloves and myriad other latex items.

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

synthetic rubber, rubber-base paint in pastel tone, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the narrow doorway and on into the workshop, it was more broad than Sarah expected a girl stood behind the ice topped replication, at start glance dressed in black rubber-base paint but no it was leather, a black leather crown, white tee shirt, and risque denim, `` We have a wide compass '' Martha suggested, '' The garb you were looking at is up here, '' she added, pointing to where the floor stepped up gradually towards the seat of the depot, `` I think we have your size, '' you can try it if you wish, the changing room are through here.

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

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

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

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

Sarah did not respond but followed Martha through the correspond way door, the room seemed curiously spacious, with a door the far side, `` hold back the bolt across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue attire but also matching low latex paint panty and a bra. `` bolt the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

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

The door bolt of lightning looked real enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to hang her own clothes, despite almost all the wall space being given over to footlocker 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, dingy, I 'll witness a storage locker ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's free, '' she announced and a varnished wood locker door swung clear revealing a short rail with clothes hangers, `` Allow me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new attire and laid it down on the ledge, `` It wo n't lock away, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the number, '' she lifted a dither in the floor of the locker `` I should put your handbag in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the door, and looked at the clothes laid out, she slipped off her cap, laying it on the shelf, then the chick and top, and realising it would face gonzo 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 elevation of the loving cup were easygoing enough to adapt to her shape as her nipples stiffened, then she tried the dress, so easygoing so elegant, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton pantie spoiled the illusion.

In indorsement she had slipped tights and scanty down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool stringent fitting latex panty and again she admired herself, and opinion of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly approve, but when she looked down her boots looked ludicrous, and she went out to seek something more suitable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' So, do we have a sale ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the entitle curved shape, the want of sharp-worded furrow and that wonderful affectionate rubbery comforting feel of the latex.

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

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

'' guild ? '' 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 hepatic portal vein '' the nine is beyond those threshold, these are the changing suite, that 's why w have all the lockers for computer memory. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` sum, well you need to take a leak a purchase and then there is a ten day cooling off period if you pay by credit card, and we need to vet you, but yes. ``

'' Yes, what ? '' Sarah asked.

'' I will frequent you, you can buy this getup for two hundred and eight Lebanese pound, and then there is a twenty five dog pound initial run full point fee for three months and either a thousand pound flat rate per year or fifty pounds per visit thereafter. ``

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

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

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

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

'' No, but can I leave my thing 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 room access behind her before sadly removing the latex nightie and laying it down on the shelf and stuffing in her own street habiliment, she let herself out of the changing way and took her new latex paint underwear to the front counter and paid on her Visa posting, and walked out into the capital sodium twilight, and away home.

Part 2

Sarah woke betimes side by side morning, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about work but today she felt unlike, ease secure, she realised she was wearing just the gloomy latex panties and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would have to wear off ordinary cotton fiber or silk underclothing, why had she not bought more she asked herself.

She showered and dressed, and despite her habit of not rising until noon on Sabbatum she was at the tube place by nine 15 and at `` The portal vein '' at five to ten, but the doorway remained shut, the lights extinguished and signs of campaign absent.

A girl in a inkiness leather waited outside as Sarah tried the room access, `` Not up yet '' she explained, `` You here for the auditory sense. '' the lady friend asked.

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

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

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

'' Yes, '' the girl replied, `` Hey look movement. '' A neon sign flickered, brightness glowed at the hind end of the store, then a woman made her way towards the door, more than brightness level began to come to life and then the rattle of the bolt of lightning and ignition lock and the door swung open.

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

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

'' Are you sure ? you look about rightfulness for the job. '' the woman said, `` and candy, you were a no appearance lastly clock time, have you kicked the drugs and fuddle ? ``

'' Yes, trusted. '' the girl replied.

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

'' Yes, nearly. '' candy replied.

'' Ok, through number three then, Bobs 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 ledge and up the individual steps between grade until she found the underwear, the sizing seemed esoteric, no Bra sizes just letters.

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the adult female announced, Sarah looked at her, mid 1930s perhaps, gloomy haircloth, stock split ends, poor skin colour, blue devil eyes, firm jawline perhaps Scots English, a too perfect nose almost certainly from enhancive surgical procedure, and large firm boobs also probably from surgery not natural and she was dressed entirely in blue blue jean, except her blackened tee shirt and singular loose toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels redress of course, we have a adjustment 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 people of color or stylus. '' Julia asked.

'' No just some clean 1. '' Sarah replied.

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

Sarah began to flush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your details, we always save 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.

'' Well why not try different colors, or would you prefer a dissimilar style ? '' Julia held up first a black latex thong and then from a rack in a department at the position of the store she produced a massive pair of rubber drawers, easily reaching the shank they even had short stage, with elasticated lot and tie to perpetrate the fabric tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crossing incontinence fetich, not your scene ? '' Julia asked.

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

'' Any penchant. '' Julia asked.

Sarah looked around, the thongs looked matter to 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 step-in, and Red and Black G-string, with a red Bra and Black peephole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the former customer to finish before she dared to approach the retort with the items and only at the last second she grabbed the large drawers to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the blueness ones here with my apparel ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

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

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

Julia grinned. `` Oh we kept the point live on evening and re submitted them, it makes it secure for members if you can leave behind your plastic behind when you wear your latex ! ''

'' smell, 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 storage locker and the room is exempt, go ahead. ``

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the match room and bolted both door before finding her footlocker, she saw the word Sarah and yesterdays escort was now written across the door, and quickly she loaded the new clothes into the footlocker and quickly slipped off her jacket and tee shirt so she could accept off her bra and put the endearing cool but stretchy yellow latex one on in its piazza, and then as she replaced her shirt noting the way her nipples now protruded and bulged the textile of the tee shirt she dressed and changed her black lace panties for yellow latex paint,

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

Her stage were stripped below her short denim skirt, except for her poor white air-sleeve and blank open toe sandals, and the cool breeze felt delightful, the whizz 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 unrestrained, she sat down on a derriere beside the ramp to some underground lavatories and watched the world go by, and then she had to go home, to get some rest. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stairs to her way and threw off her skirt, she grabbed her trivial dildo from the bedside table and pulling the privates of her latex paint pants aside she slid it easily between her easy pink lower lips and on until it was completely inside her and then with the bloomers in property 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 bleary, as it was so yearn since she was laid.

She thrust herself against the soft pillow, the rock candy backbreaking dildo within pressing her clitoris against the pillow and oh so soon she felt the approach of her release and as the waves of purpleness and greenness delight passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and mental object, and decided just to sleep.

It was recent afternoon when she woke, her breast now wet with exertion and her knee pants full 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 pull in her other purchases.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm grim, '' 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.

'' Good, I 'll get some striking, 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 adult female from the store came in with a black latex whole pass 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 she said, `` It will feel a little odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a green lens `` attend aright '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's eyelid up to insert the soft lens.

Sarah blinked and announced, `` It feels rum, '' as Martha put the endorsement lense in.

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

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

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

Sarah sat down as Martha took her farsighted bleached blonde hair and fed it through a hole in the rear of the nerve mask before pulling it down over Sarah 's brass and principal. It fitted right cycle under her chin and round the back of her head completely covering her face except for her oculus 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 hairsbreadth '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 take out her jacket and tee shirt, `` I 'll put it on a dummy '' she said, `` just a moment. ''

Martha opened a cabinet, as the door opened she effortlessly slid a model along a caterpillar track `` This ones your sizing, It keeps the form so a lot better ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the manakin and placed the crownwork on top. `` Skirt, and place, I have some knee iron heel for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her skirt off.

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

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

Martha helped Sarah to pull the the boot on and suggested Sarah try the catwalk, `` I want you to pose the bra and step-in set anyway, so come on through and try it out, '' Martha suggested, `` Pat will evidence you the ropes. ``

Pat led Sarah through into the club, it was dark, the red lighting and green lens of the eye 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 foyer or elbow room straight in presence, it was a big area, three times that of the shop class at to the lowest degree and she saw wraithlike figures in the background.

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

'' Extra 's ? '' Sarah asked.

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

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

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

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

The natural action increased as Lilli arrived to ploughshare the changing room, Fran was it seemed in the other 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 door closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a dim-witted cat masquerade and a total darkness leather Jacket with tiny black leather panty, and Sarah was grateful that at least her panties hid all her pubic hair unlike Lilli whose down was plainly seeable beside the skimpy leather triangle.

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

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

The catwalk creaked, the control panel flexing slightly through the deep big bucks carpeting, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those skinny to her from view, Sarah felt at once exposed yet anonymous as she walked to the end of the platform, she turned and on an impetus turned her back on the gang and touched her toes, a rippling of applause rang through the room and then Sarah was back in the room.

'' There, that was very brave, how did it sense ? '' 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 swimming suit except, '' she held it and poked a digit 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 washed-up Sarah 's bra.

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



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

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

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

She changed to one red and one blackamoor skid, both with four inch heels to gibe the red and black lawsuit, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see little but the glow of the footlights and shadowy flesh, 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 consultation appreciated so lots, she turned and could not resist thrusting her chest out.

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

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

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

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

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

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

She looked around at the rows of locker and listened to the audience 's appreciation of Lilla 's latest outfit.

'' Lilla 's gone down, sod it. '' Martha complained, '' she 'll be at to the lowest degree ten minute. ``

'' Fallen ? '' Sarah asked

'' No, '' Martha suggested, `` She 's after confidential information, she should wait until the end, '' she groaned, `` So agile get that skirt 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 shapes of the interview, horribly mindful suddenly that she was au naturel beneath the mini apparel, but as the actualization of her anonymity sank in it excited her, she let the coat flap spread and then at the bend she hitched the wench higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a sharp intake of breathing spell indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her pussy appreciated, and the margin call to come down intensified.

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

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

'' Its kept woman and slave, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll have to handcuff you and I 'll extend you out with a catch and leash, OK. ''

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

The cat-suit was a very slopped fit, and the complicated zip from navel past the privates to the small of the binding a mystery.

'' Quickly ! '' Martha suggested, `` There 's something faulty with the blazon, '' said Sarah.

'' No, `` Marha said, `` oh this is the amiss one, never mind, it traps the weapons system to the sides, is it on ? ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' And here we have a one piece latex cat-suit couplet, mistress and slave in black rubber-base paint, page two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to announce a change to the order but he continued, `` No motive for class hand-cuffs or collar, you can storm the girl with that, and as you will see the breast detaches. ``

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

'' Yes aspect ladies and gentleman full breast vulnerability, are n't they lovely, a big round of golf of applause please. '' the sound was deafening, Sarah blushed behind her mask, `` But the briny feature are the pockets, pull out the thingies out my dear. '' The representative of the populace address ordered.

Sarsah did as she was told ad slid the hard wooden retinal rod up and out of the scoop, Martha took one and.

'' The exceptional characteristic is the crotch zip, not one bingle hatchway but up to three, '' the voice continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

'' No Martha, '' Sarah complained, but the zip was loose from omphalos to anus and the gang liked it.

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

'' Martha ! '' Sarah squealed quietly.

'' Just the three little holes, matching her two piddling muddle, '' the voice continued `` and as you see there are two spark plug cook in the pockets, as madam will demonstrate. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

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

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

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

Martha shook her head.

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

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

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

'' You bitch '' Sarah exclaimed but she had no option 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 pathetic Sarah, the end touched her cervix and the sensations overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the storey followed by a cascade of Sarah 's fluids.

'' hoot you should have said you were a squirter. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll have to wipe it up, grab a towel. ``

person 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 mouth to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's backtalk and bent her down, Martha picked up the glistening rod and wiped the end and as Sarah rubbed the towel over the carpet runway with her chin so Martha pulled down the zip and eased the rod against Sarah 's anus.

Long lonely evenings almost betrayed Sarah, 24-hour interval when she had dreamed of two rooster at once and made do with the hold of a loo brush and the dustpan brush, but she clenched her buttocks and to Martha 's letdown Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in abasement.

The towel muffled Sarahs dissent as the second rod was taken from the long pouch and inserted in Sarah 's drip hole, but this clock 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 hornier than she could ever remember, she just needed a cock, someone to ream her hot wanton hole and badgering 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 total humiliation her breasts exposed and her vagina very visibly filled she was led away.

The clapping was thunderous. Sarah went to sit down but the rod were too longsighted and she just had to wait for Martha to back out it, except Martha started to play with it, gently easing it back and forth while she flicked at Sarahs button with her other hand until Sarah thought she would burst.

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

'' Just a cat masquerade for this one. '' Martha said, as she peeled Sarah 's masque 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 understand 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 fetish kitchen range, do you wish. ``

'' Yes, '' Sarah said despite her mental reservation, ''

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

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

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

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

The shoes were simple skeleton in the cupboard, the hound 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 production, '' the representative said, `` Here lady and Gentlemen we have, Gillian, Gillian is uncommitted for private school term at a mere one hundred and fifty Egyptian pound per academic session, but as usual the get-go session is for auction, who will commence me at one fifty ? ''

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

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

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

He came for her, took the leash from Martha and took Sarah to a cubicle at the backbone of the elbow room where he motioned towards a chaise longue, she sat and he motioned for her to scatter her legs and as she did so he dropped a fluttering at the front of his trouser peeled a condom onto his rampant erection and drove his puppet deep into her hungriness womb. She melted into dispatch ecstasy as his muscular firmness filling her liquid state effeminacy 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 unembodied 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, `` following hebdomad, we 'll make surely she 's nice and uncontaminating for next week. ''