I asked her the reason to be on the app. She said she had a breakup and was just trying it. She asked the same about me.I told her I am here for frien...s but if the other person is ready I wont mind some fun too. She giggled. I understood that she can be ready just have to ask her nicely. I asked her can we meet on Monday at my friend’s place. After a lot of thinking she agreed.I was all excited for the next day as was she. We met at 11 am in Dange Chowk. I had asked my friend for a place but. "Hey, there must be some mistake," I said. "Look."I held up a black corset with suspenders attached, then I noticed thedog collar. There was also a pair of black panties and stockings and apair of stilettos. I knew when I had found the collar that there was nomistake. Victoria intended me to wear an outfit which looked verysimilar to the model Danielle's from the poster in my room."It's rather sexist of you to assume that a Vicar's costume couldn't bea feminine costume? This is the late. Her hand was gently rubbing me as I reached around, pulled her zipper down and eased her dress off her shoulders. I immediately pulled it away from her chest, revealing her wonderful mounds and their crowning nipples. My eyes feasted on her dark nipples as my fingers reached up to test their excitement. Her now not-so-little buds stood proud and felt hard between my fingertips. It was my turn to slip to my knees, and pull her dress over her hips as I did so. The limp garment fell down her. Looked like it.As I got beside it the passenger door opened. As I crooked my head down to say hello I was grabbed and hauled into the car, bundled awkwardly into the passenger seat as the car shrieked away up the road. I remember fear and being smothered in someone's clothes, my face pressed into a belly and my legs angled awkwardly in the well of the car. Someone slapped me repeatedly on the head. There were voices. Laughter. The squeal of tyres. The hysteria of a car zig-zagging back.