She reaches for the top, opening it all the way placing it against my torso, and guides me to hold it against my breast as she pulls it snugly around....“Is that too tight?” She asks, holding it still as she threads a lace though. “No, it’s good, not too tight at all” I reply watching her continue in the mirror as the outfit takes shape. It does show off my breast nicely, causing them to be a main focus. Once she’s finished lacing the back up, she’s gives me a glance over and states she has. --- “Get out of that thing,” said Beatrice, glaring down at me. I looked up to see Beatrice standing over me. She was clearly agitated. Once again I quickly realized that I was wearing her nightdress and immediately understood that she wasn’t happy about it. I sat up and pulled it over my head, tossing it aside on the bed. --- Later in the week, we were having dinner at a local Italian restaurant when Beatrice broached the topic once again. “I spoke to Jennie about you,” she said. “What about. What could he be doing? Perhaps he wants togive me a bath and clean me from earlier. I take a deep breath. I trust him,and he knows my forbidden limits. He returns to me and binds my legs to the wood. I am spread into a cross.I feel him grab my collar and turn it so the ring is in the back, and attachthat to the wood also. He moves around me and takes off my blindfold. I keepmy eyes closed for a minute and then snap them open as I feel him placing astrap across my forehead, keeping me. She greeted us and seemed genuinely happy to see us. We exchanged greetings and were welcomed to their party. Carol gave us a tour of the house explaining each area along with what we could expect in each area. She took a moment to address Linda saying that she understood that we had never been to a party like this before. She wanted to insure Linda that in this place there would be no pressure on her to do anything and that no means no. This seemed to relax Linda a little as we continued to.