Some stockingsare reinforced in the toe and heel. Once that is accomplished, you justease it up over the leg, keeping the seam at rear of the leg stra...ght.Now when you are working your stocking up, keep your leg as straight aspossible, toes pointed. This helps to keep them snug against the leg.Wrinkled stockings are a no-no! Once you have the stocking on, pull agarter down and fasten. The ball shaped object goes under the stocking,next to the skin, and the metal ring on top. Push the ball. So just be still now, okay baby? Be silent for me.”My breath hitched as I hung off every word he just said. I could hardly think, let alone fight for him to get away. His words washed through my brain and swam around in me, not leaving. Before I knew it, he was kneeling over me, straddling me, pulling my pyjama shirt up and over my head, leaving me lying there naked and needing somebody to rescue me, fast. He then moved his hands hungrily over my breasts, kneading my flesh, pulling at my skin. " Mrs. Morgan was a few inches shorter than her daughter and only a little taller than me. She looked at me with keen interest. If I was right about her open relationship with her daughter, she had already heard enough to make her curious about her daughter's new friend. Now I could let out the smile I had been suppressing. Mrs. Morgan reached out a hand, but I ignored it and walked right into a hug. I held her tight for a while and kissed her cheek."I'm very happy to meet you." I said. "Neeka. I had no wish to sit at just that moment. But my master sat, lounging comfortably and looking at me with amusement. ‘Turn around slowly, sweetheart. All the way. I want to see your decorations.’ I turned very slowly indeed. I knew the number of whipmarks I bore would be beautiful on a girl. I have seen them often on others. He nodded appreciatively when I had completed my circle. ‘You´re a damn lovely girl, Thalia.’ ‘Thank you, master.’ ‘Where did you get that ´Master´ bit? I never told you.’.