Only a couple of turns, but she knew there was no way back. ?Am I locked in?? Amy asked innocently, her fingers playing with the zip from the inside.H...ving checked that Amy was comfortable, Sarah took yet another shower. When she returned, her bedroom seemed very quiet with no sound coming from inside the suitcase. The combination padlock hung there innocently, unfortunately neither of the women knew the number.Now completely naked, Sarah knelt down and tried the lock. ‘Fuck’, she really wanted. I began unzipping her dress and pulling it up off her revealing her standing there in a garterbelt, stockings and a lowcut bra, no panties. I knelt down and kissed the bare slit, then licked the moisture off. I parted her labia with my fingertips and licked all around her clit as she stood there moaning softly. ‘Oh, Dave, mmm, you know what I love, don’t you? Mmm, I love you so much.’ She pulled me up and kissed me hard, her tongue swirling in and out of my mouth, her arms pulling me tight.. The place was dim with the door closed, but there wasobviously enough light coming in to make the goggles less effective.Still, I was pleased he had at least tried them, to be sure.For a moment, all was quiet, and then I heard a voice. I couldn'tunderstand what it was saying, but something about it caused me to stepout of the alcove. I was so focused on the voice I that barely noticedthat Ford had also stepped out, too, and we started walking toward thevoice. Behind us, I heard Woodward calling. "Pay attention young man! These are madeof fine silk yarn, and you will have to hold them up by a garter, a thinribbon tied just below the knee." I watched her turn and remove thecorset from the bed, and inwardly I cringed."Now it's time for the corset. Sometimes you may hear them referred to a'pair of bodies', but whatever it's called...you must wear it. A woman'scorset is a close-fitting bodice stiffened with reed and whalebone.Women don't wear corsets every day, but your petticoat bodices.