I mean, I can feel you weakening already. Just think, Paul, if you say 'yes', you will be FORCED to wear ... let's see ... WOMEN's panties to cup your...penis, a WOMEN's bra to caress your nipples ... WOMEN's stockings over your legs, and now ... WOMEN's shoes. High-heeled shoes at that. And now, let's see what's next?"Kathryn pulled out a small box and then opened it."Earrings??" I said, shocked, looking at the plain gold studs before me."That's right, earrings! And look, they are for pierced. One of us makes the first move, and kisses the tip of it. The next of us makes a far more aggressive move and takes hold of the lengthy, veiny shaft, stroking it toward us. We know it is not coming in the immediate future, but we halfway swoon in anticipation of his inevitable and forceful orgasm. It is of unparalleled appeal to us. The way he moves, and moans and yells loudly through the ceiling and into the sky as he approaches the end.The sheer, overwhelming eroticism of this moment is. Ben looked at her jeans that contained two things he wanted more than anything in the world, the key and her pussy, but somehow her control over him remained absolute. He caught up with her and they walked together back to the high street. ?I’ll call you,? she smiled as flicked her handbag back over her shoulder and put out a hand to attract a taxi. She swung her butt into the back seat and pulled the door closed behind her. Ben then watched as the woman and the key disappeared up the street. This was all very well but the corset wasimpeding my movement and did dampen my mood. Worse though, I wasstruggling to eat much food, because my stomach could not expand andthe food seemed to get stuck in my throat. So essentially, I was on acrash diet and this also meant I had less energy, it also meant thatthe corset could be pulled progressively tighter.That said, I still had enough energy to run in the fields and also inthe corridors at home. This caused further concern in the household.