She was not yet a woman in form, though clearly one in body, but her breasts had begun their growth, shallow and smooth-skinned, their gentle curves s...eaking of things to come. As well, her hips showed a nascent widening, beginning to swell from her waist. Her face showed the haunting beauty of her mother where it was not rounded with the curves of childhood; her large blue-grey eyes shone of a laughing intelligence, and her mouth was as quick to smile as it was to twist in anger. Her long. All the time my dick remained standing rigid. I sat quietly offeringeach leg in turn, watching as the stockings were worked slowly andgently up encasing each leg. Once fastened to the three suspender tabson each I was invited to stand and admire. Oh! How wonderful they felt,it was like being sheathed in beautiful silk. But even a better feelingwas to come as I moved the pull between suspender and the stocking waselectric. If I didn't have a stiff cock already, I sure would have bynow. As much. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is consensual or purely coincidental. Thanks go out to Ashley for inspiration and feedback.Please send any comments/suggestions to me at [email protected]. They are appreciated and warmly received.This story may be reposted or archived provided. James dropped a slim file folder onto Lucas’ desk. “The sonofabitch has disappeared with General Hollister’s daughter.”Lucas leaned back and stared up at Kington. “I thought every contingency was covered. What happened?”Kington frowned. He took it as a personal failure. “The daughter was gone by the time our people got to the apartment. Lightfoot must have taken her with him. We think he was tipped off.”“By whom?” Lucas demanded.“We’re working on it. Should know before the end of the day.”Clive.