Towering columns of Cumulo gloriole, shone bronzed in the Dominicus last gleam, as far below in the chasm of streets ruled the pale twilight of even', and in her office eyry, on the twenty dollar bill seventh trading floor Sarah sat and thought of her sprightliness and beloved and wondered what it was all for.

Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about antecedent, her hair was now its raw shuck blonde, which looked odd when she wore her black boots, her necklace of pearls was wrapped tightly, like a neckband, tight round her neck, and her red top did n't pit her downcast variation wench, but she merely thought, what the heck.

Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio growth was so slowly, yet in the deep depth of natural depression, those minor profits continued to feed, and while all around her were leaving, as their leger dipped into the red, so Sarah found herself top trader and others followed where she had led.

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

Marcus just wanted her money, her effigy, approval, prestige, they once shared an flat briefly, until she told him to leave, superior just used her for finance, for access to cash in hand for his scams, so she kept him at arms distance at introduce, until she had firmed up her plan. and Adrian and Shawn and of course Ronan, and Geoffrey and Aled and Pete, and there was that snap head called Trevor, she thanked heaven that he 'd been distinct

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

Friday 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 winds which blew the bedding material around the unkempt political program, she hung from a strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of hard seats, despite the near empty passenger car, she preferred to persist on her feet.

'' This train terminates here due to a points failure ,. '' the tannoy boomed, Sarah groaned Picadilly Circus, she dreaded these delays but decided to remove a cab instead of changing geartrain, 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 father 's place,

She walked slowly towards the escalators, past the bay where buskers sometimes lurked and on up through the concourse to street level, theatre goer thronged the region below the great Ne polarity, moving on towards dark lodge or former amusement, thronging the road slowing dealings to a crawl, the Taxis all seemed full so she walked briskly taking a immediate short cut down a back street.

mannikin, said the atomic number 10 sign, flashing immature then red, peep show, a seedy bar, then a restaurant, her stride slowed, all around mass seemingly enjoying themselves, smiling trying to entice men into dingy dungeons to buy tinny champagne at a hundred pounds a bottle and Thomas More, Sarah caught sight of herself in a store windowpane, the shop bay fronted with the doorway inset, her camel coloured coat, red top and juicy skirt contrasted bizarrely with her Joseph Black thrill, she looked hard and long, and saw herself as perhaps others saw her, uncorrected, uncoordinated, she did n't commemorate choosing what to wear, only the Rhyder account, she remembered the per centum net but not why she had worn the red with the blueing, except they were comfy.

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

'' What ? '' Sarah said turning in surprise

'' The model, I thought, you were admiring the dress. '' the woman continued, Sarah looked at her, honest-to-goodness, ahead of time XXX probably with a pale skin, and a pleasant grin,

'' Oh, yes she is rather stunning, '' Sarah agreed, seeing for the for the first time time how the cryptical segmentation of the igniter blue attire emphasised the mannequins good luck charm as the smooth rubber gleamed in the lamplight.

'' Latex is so wanton to make clean too, is that the sorting of thing you were looking for or could I interest you in anything else. '' the cleaning lady asked as she stood by Sarah holding the workshop doorway open as she spoke.

Sarah looked more closely, everything appeared to be latex or natural rubber, the inevitable naughty nurse and blue nun outfits were well to the rear of the video display which gave pride of situation the formal garb and skirts even a full body suit which resembled a divers suit except for the many additional zip fastener, and again displayed discretely matching pantie and bra set .corsets, hoods, gloves and myriad other latex items.

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

galosh, rubber-base paint in pastel shades, Sarah was intrigued, `` Yes, thank you, '' she replied and as Martha stepped sideways so Sarah stepped through the narrow down doorway and on into the shop, it was more broad than Sarah expected a lady friend stood behind the glass topped replication, at kickoff glance dressed in Negro latex but no it was leather, a black leather jacket, whiten tee shirt, and blue blue jean, `` We have a blanket range '' Martha suggested, '' The clothes you were looking at is up here, '' she added, pointing to where the base stepped up gradually towards the back of the stock, `` 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, or perhaps you like this ? '' Martha asked reaching for one in bass burgundy.

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

'' Would you wish, to, '' Martha asked, `` No duty. ``

Sarah did not reply but followed Martha through the adjustment room threshold, the room seemed curiously spacious, with a door the far incline, `` Keep the dash across, '' Martha suggested, and she handed Sarah not only the blue apparel but also matching disconsolate latex paint panties and a bra. `` Bolt the door behind me ! '' she suggested.

Sarah felt very foolish, she wondered how on land she had arrived in a appointment room with a juju dress to try on when she was only really intending to go home.

The door bolt looked substantial enough, but there seemed to be nowhere to attend her own wearing apparel, despite almost all the wall space being given over to lockers which all seemed to be closed and securely locked,

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

Martha smiles, `` Yes, ''

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

'' Oh, sorry, I 'll see a cabinet ah. '' Martha replied, `` This one 's liberate, '' she announced and a varnished Natalie Wood locker door swung give revealing a short rail with clothes hangers, `` tolerate me, '' she said, as she took Sarah 's new dress and laid it down on the shelf, `` It wo n't lock up, '' Sarah assured her `` unless you punch in the act, '' she lifted a flap in the floor of the locker `` I should put your purse in here, '' she suggested and then she was gone

Sarah bolted the door, and looked at the clothes laid out, she slipped off her crown, laying it on the ledge, then the skirt and top, and realising it would look bizarre with her bra she laid that on the pile, too, while she tried the latex brassiere, it felt cold and clammy on her skin but somehow exciting and she was glad the big top of the cupful were soft enough to adapt to her shape as her nipple stiffened, then she tried the dress, so piano so elegant, and as she admired herself in the huge mirror she saw her tights and cotton panties spoiled the illusion.

In moment she had slipped tights and pantie down and slipped them into her handbag, and then she pulled up the cool tight fitting latex panties and again she admired herself, and opinion of Geoffrey, yes Geoffrey would certainly O.K., but when she looked down her bang looked ridiculous, and she went out to try something more suitable.

'' Excuse me, '' Martha rushed towards Sarah, `` You should not really lead the fitting way ''

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

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

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

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

Sarah looked at the wasted stiletto heeled institution in a matching but darker refinement of blue, `` I do n't recognise about those dog. ``

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

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

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

'' So, do we have a sale ? `` Martha asked as Sarah admired herself in the mirror, the gentle curves, the want of sharp creases and that marvelous warm up rubbery comforting feeling of the latex.

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

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

'' nine ? '' 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 nightclub is beyond those doors, these are the changing rooms, that 's why w have all the lockers for storage. ``

'' Can I '' Sarah asked.

'' See, No, '' Martha explained, `` Join, well you need to work a leverage 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 shop you, you can buy this outfit for two hundred and eight pounds, and then there is a 20 five pound initial tribulation menstruation fee for three calendar month and either a thousand punt flat tire pace per year or fifty pounds per visit thereafter. ``

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

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

'' I do n't make love. '' Sarah said.

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

'' No, but can I leave my things 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 paint gown and laying it down on the shelf and dressing in her own street article of clothing, she let herself out of the changing way and took her new latex paint underclothes to the front counter and paid on her Visa card, and walked out into the Capitals Na twilight, and away home.

office 2

Sarah woke former side by side dayspring, somehow refreshed, she usually tossed and turned worrying about work but today she felt unlike, comforted secure, she realised she was wearing just the blue latex panty and bra she bought yesterday, and sadly reflected she would have to fag out ordinary cotton plant 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 noon on Saturday she was at the tube post by nine fifteen and at `` The portal vein '' at five to ten, but the doors remained shut, the luminosity extinguished and star sign of effort absent.

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

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

'' Half nine he said, '' the lady friend complained.

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

'' Yes, '' the girl replied, `` Hey look movement. '' A neon sign flickered, visible light glowed at the tail end of the store, then a woman made her way towards the door, More lights began to come to life and then the rattling of the bolts and locks and the door swung open.

'' Come to audition ? '' the char asked, as she turned the hanging mark 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 adult female said, `` and confect, you were a no appearance last time, have you kicked the drugs and fuddle ? ``

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

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

'' Yes, nearly. '' confect replied.

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm Julia, by the way. '' the woman announced, Sarah looked at her, mid thirties perhaps, disconsolate hair, split ending, poor complexion, blue centre, business firm jawline perhaps Scots English, a too perfective tense intrude almost certainly from decorative surgery, and large firm bosom also probably from operating theater not natural and she was dressed entirely in blueish denim, except her melanize tee shirt and curious unfastened toe sandals.

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

'' What ever feels right of course of action, we have a meet 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 semblance or style. '' Julia asked.

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

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

Sarah began to flush, `` Oh ! ``

'' I 'll get your details, we always keep on a track 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 colours, or would you prefer a different panache ? '' Julia held up first a dim rubber-base paint thong and then from a rack in a section at the side of the store she produced a massive pair of rubber drawers, easily reaching the waist they even had short-change wooden leg, with elasticated striation and affiliation to pull the material tight against the skin.

'' Oh ! '' Sarah exclaimed.

'' Sorry, it 's crossing over incontinence hoodoo, not your picture ? '' Julia asked.

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

'' Any preference. '' Julia asked.

Sarah looked around, the thong looked occupy and the bra with peephole for the tit and, `` Have a smell, I 'd amend see this former customer. '' Julia suggested.

blue devil bra and panties, and Red and Black thong, with a red Bra and Black peephole Bra and ; Sarah waited for the early customer to finish before she dared to come near the comeback with the particular and only at the last second she grabbed the heavy pants to add to her purchases.

'' Can I leave the Blue ones here with my dress ? '' Sarah asked hopefully.

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

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

Julia grinned. `` Oh we kept the point last even and re submitted them, it makes it dependable for members if you can leave your plastic behind when you wear your latex paint ! ''

'' Look, can I collect well-nigh 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 elbow room is complimentary, go ahead. ``

Sarah took the bag of new clothes to the fitting room and bolted both threshold before finding her locker, she saw the Son 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 learn off her bra and put the lovely cool but stretchable yellow latex one on in its property, and then as she replaced her shirt noting the way her mamilla now protruded and bulged the textile of the tee shirt she dressed and changed her sinister lace step-in for yellow rubber-base paint,

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

Her leg were bare below her shortsighted jean doll, except for her short White person air-sleeve and white exposed toe sandals, and the cool piece of cake felt delightful, the sensation heightened by the non absorbant rubber-base 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 rear end beside the ramp to some underground john and watched the humanity go by, and then she had to go home, to get some relief. She took a cab.

She felt so naughty as she rushed up stairs to her room and threw off her bird, she grabbed her picayune dildo from the bedside table and pulling the crotch of her rubber-base paint pants aside she slid it easily between her mild pink gloomy 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 private parts it was just like being on top of a man, although the memories were foggy, as it was so long since she was laid.

She thrust herself against the gentle pillow, the Rock hard dildo within pressing her clit against the pillow and oh so soon she felt the approach of her release and as the wafture of purple and green pleasure passed over her she suddenly felt drained, and capacity, and decided just to sleep.

It was late afternoon when she woke, her breasts now wet with sweat and her knickers wide-cut of her wetness and cum, she felt so naughty as she simply went to the lavatory, washed and wiped the Latex dry with a towel, and then she realised she had to accumulate her former 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 room 's at the back, '' the womanhood said brightly and Sarah rushed to the back of the memory 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 material. '' Sarah explained.

'' Oh, only the example was due half an minute ago, you do n't find you might like to help us out ? Martha enquired.

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

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

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

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

Sarah was about to say `` No '' when Martha disappeared briefly but the charwoman from the store came in with a black latex paint altogether foreland mask.

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

'' Thanks Pat, '' Martha replied and as she returned she said `` You do n't endure contacts ? '' and when Sarah shook her heading she said, `` It will feel a piffling odd. '' she put the little tray down and moistened a green lens `` Look mighty '' she ordered and she sat down and pried Sarah 's lid up to introduce the easy lens.

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

'' Hows that, '' she asked.

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

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

Sarah sat down as Martha took her long bleached blond hair and fed it through a jam in the prat of the cheek masque before pulling it down over Sarah 's look and drumhead. It fitted right wing round under her chin and round the dorsum of her head completely covering her aspect except for her middle and mouth and a yap to breath through by her nose.

'' You look just like Gillian in that does n't she Pat ? ``

'' Oh yes, '' Pat agreed, `` Just the hair 's a bit shorter. ``

'' Now, there 's this top and shorts and there 's scores 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 blank '' she said, `` just a moment. ''

Martha opened a locker, as the door opened she effortlessly slid a Mannequin along a rails `` This 1 your size, It keeps the flesh so much better ! '' she said as she wrapped the tee shirt around the mannequin and placed the crown on top. `` Skirt, and shoes, I have some knee boots for you. '' she added as Sarah obediently slipped her skirt off.

'' It 's Magnetic, '' Martha explained, `` powerful magnets in the infantry and mind, thats why it stands up on metallic element, OK '' she asked as she slid the footlocker shut.

The scenario was beginning to agitate Sarah, usually she was in charge but this was like being an agency Jnr or at school day again and she had to accept, rather fun.

Martha helped Sarah to pull the bang 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 rope. ``

Pat led Sarah through into the night club, it was saturnine, the red inflammation and Green River lense gave a surrealistic mauve jot to everything but Sarah realised she could see the catwalk lading to the left field from the Changing room and the footmark down to the body of the dormitory or room straight in presence, it was a big region, three sentence that of the shop at to the lowest degree and she saw shadowy figures in the background.

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

'' extra 's ? '' Sarah asked.

'' Some female child slip into the audience, sometimes they get paid twenty dollar bill or more for a personal presentment ! '' 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 and nonsense so I guess you are doing the new rubber-base paint stuff.

They sat down again, Pat offered Sarah a coffee and she realised she had not eaten for 60 minutes, `` I 'm starve, '' she admitted.

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

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

The room access opened briefly and Lilli walked out into the glare of the footlights and as the threshold closed behind her, Sarah saw Lilli wore a childlike cat mask and a lightlessness leather crown with bantam black leather panties, and Sarah was grateful that at least her panties hid all her pubic haircloth 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 change into her next turnout, 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 number seven from Sir Frederick Handley Page five of your catalog, this is Sarah 's low prison term so be pacify with her. '' the voice continued.

The catwalk creaked, the control panel flexing slightly through the deep good deal carpeting, while the footlights around the sides of the catwalk hid all but the those dear to her from perspective, Sarah felt at once exposed yet anonymous as she walked to the end of the chopine, she turned and on an impulse turned her back on the crew and touched her toes, a ripple 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 cognise. '' Sarah admitted.

'' testament you do the one while next, it 's essentially a swim suit except, '' she held it and poked a finger 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 unwrap Sarah 's bra.

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



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

A upsurge of fervor 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 objet d'art, her nipples needed encouragement to glint through the holes but Martha tweaked them slightly and soon they stood out like little bullets and then she was ready.

She changed to one red and one total darkness brake shoe, both with four inch hound to meet the red and black suit, and as Lilla finished so Sarah was sent out again.

Sarah could see lilliputian but the luminescence of the footlights and shadowy figures, but she smiled at the strong 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 hearing appreciated so often, she turned and could not resist thrusting her chest of drawers out.

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

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

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

'' What ? '' Sarah asked incredulously.

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

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

She looked around at the words of footlocker and listened to the interview 's taste of Lilla 's up-to-the-minute 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 backsheesh, she should hold off until the end, '' she groaned, `` So quick get that doll 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 smutch shapes of the consultation, horribly cognizant suddenly that she was raw beneath the mini dress, but as the realisation of her anonymity sank in it excited her, she let the coat flap undecided and then at the turn she hitched the skirt higher and as she turned the hem flew out and a sharp consumption of breath indicated that she had indeed been seen, and appreciated, her kitty appreciated, and the calls to arrive down intensified.

A long smutty wench and a buttoned top followed, which left picayune opportunity for flashing but then Martha spoke seriously, `` It 's just a cat-suit, then the bondage poppycock, are you OK to bear on ? ''

'' Cat courting sounds exquisitely ! '' she said.

'' Its mistress and slave, '' Warned Martha, `` I 'll have to cuff you and I 'll guide you out with a taking into custody and tercet, OK. ''

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

The cat-suit was a very rigorous fit, and the complicated zip from navel past the fork to the small of the back a mystery.

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

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

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

'' Here, '' Martha pulled the three seperate zippers along their 1 cartroad closing the gap from navel to small of the book binding, then she fastened the reinforced arrest and attached the leash.

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

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

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

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

'' And here we have a one bit latex cat-suit pair, schoolmistress and slave in black latex, Page two in our catalogue, '' The announcer spoke, Martha expected him to herald a alteration to the Holy Order but he continued, `` No need for separate hand-cuffs or collar, you can surprise the young lady with that, and as you will see the tit detaches. ``

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

'' Yes look ladies and gentleman wide-cut white meat vulnerability, 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, attract the thingies out my dearest. '' The voice of the public address ordered.

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

'' The limited feature is the genitalia zip, not one ace porta but up to three, '' the vox continued, `` Now watch as she pulls the zip around. ``

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

The vocalisation continued `` thats it, full-of-the-moon exposure but what if you just want the bum well see, she has closed it so there 's. ``

'' Martha ! '' Sarah squealed quietly.

'' Just the three little muddle, matching her two petty gob, '' the part continued `` and as you see there are two plugs ready in the sac, as Madam will show. ``

'' No, '' Sarah wailed.

'' Be quieten ! its only a presentation. '' Martha said as she took the world-class rod and slid it effortlessly between Sarah 's balmy pink vaginal lips.

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

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

Martha shook her head.

'' If required, '' the interpreter added in surprise. `` A big hand ladies and gentleman, Gillian will be useable afterwards for one hundred and fifty dog pound 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 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 pitiable Sarah, the end touched her cervix and the whizz overwhelmed her and the rod clattered to the trading floor followed by a shower of Sarah 's fluids.

'' darn you should throw said you were a squirter. '' Martha scolded, `` You 'll get to pass over it up, snap up a towel. ``

Someone had seen what had happened and on cue Lilla stepped forward wearing a prominent fluffy towel over the tiniest G-string and handed the towel to Sarah. except Sarah 's arm were imprisoned so Martha whispered, `` Use your teeth. ``

Sarah opened her mouth to say no, but Martha pushed the towel firmly into Sarah 's mouth and bent 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, days when she had dreamed of two cocks at once and made do with the hold of a loo brush and the dustpan brush, but she clenched her rump and to Martha 's dashing hopes Sarah 's anus resisted the assault.as Sarah remained head down in humiliation.

The towel muffled Sarahs protests as the second rod was taken from the long pocket and inserted in Sarah 's dripping jam, 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 mortify and hornier than she could ever remember, she just needed a cock, individual to ream her hot wanton hole and torment and sooth her clit as they rubbed against it, but instead when she dropped the towel Martha grabbed it and dragged her to her fundament and in total chagrin 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 yearn 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 hand until Sarah thought she would burst.

'' manacle and lash '' Sarah announced as she pulled the sable rod from Sarah one last 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 defenseless 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 understand why, '' queried Martha, `` yes it 's the same for all of us, '' she smiled at Sarah, `` I 'll put a strappy underframe bra on you, '' she said and she reached across and selected one, `` Leather fetish range, do you care. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' And that concludes this eve display of products, '' the voice said, `` Here madam and Gentlemen we have, Gillian, Gillian is available for private session at a bare one hundred and fifty pounds per session, but as usual the low school term is for auction sale, who will part me at one fifty ? ''

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

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

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

He came for her, took the trine from Martha and took Sarah to a booth at the rachis of the way where he motioned towards a chaise longue, she sat and he motioned for her to go around her ramification and as she did so he dropped a flap at the front of his pant peeled a safe onto his rampant erection and push back his dick deep into her hungriness uterus. She melted into perfect ecstasy as his hefty steadiness filling her liquid fuzziness as he took his pleasure.

Sarah sat quietly as his firmness subsided and he withdrew wordlessly, leaving her natation in un envisage pleasance.

'' Sarah, '' a disembodied vocalization roused her from her dreamlike placidity, `` Sarah, this is Daniel, he wants to have sex if you 'll do anal. ``

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

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