Small lace items, g-strings and garter belts and stocking were the order of the day with matching lace bras. For footwear, we only purchased shoes wit... heels on them that were no less than 3 inches in height. What one might call "fuck-me shoes".The first few times we went out in public with my wife dressed this way was a real thrill for me, and for Sally as well. As we would walk through the mall, I'd observe the looks the men, and sometimes women, gave my wife. She was utterly humiliated being. " I want to go too," I said."You don't know anything about fishing, Jen," Eddie said."I could learn, it sounds fun," I said.In my mind, I could picture being on a boat with Kevin. I was becoming attracted to him as I got to know him."Girls don't fish, it's a boy thing," Eddie said.That statement got my mom's attention and she spoke up."That's not right, Eddie. Fishing can be as much fun for girls as it is for boys. I don't like it when you talk about boy and girl things. We can do anything you. When she pulled away again, she had effectively cleaned him up, leaving behind only a bit of damp. She turned to glance at the other couple as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.A couple of challenging comments crossed the older woman's mind. Could the hot little slut do THAT? Not a chance in hell. But she kept her peace. Instead, she looked back up at Frank as she fondled his tackle. "Can you hold on for a few seconds? I want to go get Helen's toy box."Frank answered as he helped. " I obeyed. I noticed a leather collar chained to the wall as she reached for it. "Do we have to do that?" I asked, "what if I have to pee?" She reached over and grabbed an empty wine bottle. "Don't make a mess on the floor," she said. She proceeded to strap me in. I was still willing to be a good sport about all this, but I almost yelled out "blueberry" when I saw what Chieko brought out next. She fastened into my genitals a male chastity device. A leather strap hooked under my balls.