Dave approached her and she redid the buckles and boy did she pull them a damn sight harder. The assistant lifted the top off the stocks and they both...took his hands and led him to it, he bent and placed his head and hands into the bottom half getting himself comfortable, they they replaced the top half and snapped the locks shut. He was facing away from the door and was looking at the sales counter. The manager walked around in front of Dave and showed him a spreader bar and ankle cuffs and. "Com'mn in me beauties, hang them stupid smocks up cus they only get in the way and hide nothing much and I need to see how much exercise your arses can take. I guess your muscles will be a bit stiff today and maybe they'll still be tender. Face the wall. Oh, yes. Some are really tender I can see and colourful too. Okay, first we'll do a circuit of the room..." By the time the half hour was up, all were sweating and were rubbing their sore bottoms. Coach washed Elizabeth but Pauline and the. I couldn't believe it was the same woman I saw yesterday. Yesterday I saw a woman of roughly the same build, maybe smaller in the chest and with mousy brown hair and grey eyes. I finally stammered out, "Who are you, and what have you done to Ms Howard?"She stepped in front of me and said, "I am Sheila Howard, what you saw yesterday was my flight attendant persona. I wear a mousy brown wig and gray contacts. I wear a binding breast bra that hides much of my chest. I got tired of all the come-ons. She recovered quickly.“Look at my tits,” Julie commanded.Sarah studied them with great care. They were magnificent. Full, round, youthfully firm. The nipples looked identical to hers, and just as excited. But their stage, their platform, their environment was everything Sarah knew she lacked.The young lady’s embarrassing questions that demanded answers, her incredible body, and the confident silent very male ‘Daddy’ next to her had Sarah so aroused.“Do you like my tits?” Julie asked.“Yesss,”.