It was stilla mess from all the packing. Most of the drawers were still pulled outof the dresser and sitting on the bed.I quickly found the underwear ...rawer, and picked out a pink pair ofpanties with white lace around the top. I stripped off my jeans andboxers and stepped into the panties, sliding them up my legs. Theydidn't fit very well over my erection, but I wasn't worried about that.I took off my shirt and started looking for a bra, but I was interruptedby the sound of someone clearing. " Does that mean you're serious about us?" She seemed uncertain about my decision."Yes. I know we haven't known each other for very long but something about how we connect makes this very different from a normal 'getting to know you' relationship. If you're willing, I want to find out just where we can go with this."She looked at me intently, studying my face, her eyes unblinking."I want that too. You're right, this is all happening very quickly but like you, something about it feels right. In. She was required to let others suck at her teats as well.Then, of course, she was bound to spreader bars, rape racks, pillories, etc. and taken that way was well as spanked, paddled, and flogged a bit. She was put on Sybians, bound to a St. Andrew’s Cross, all kinds of things of that sort as well. By the end of the day, each day, she was desperate for food of any kind, and then for a bathroom break ... and then sleep. She was also pretty sure that she was drugged on a regular basis, as she. He responded by lifting her shirt from the shoulder and pulling it down from the front. Now he could see her bra. Is this Ok Maam? She said a little bit short and he wrote it down. Now he turned her around and pulled the back side of her dress down up to her strap and measured the distance from her shoulder to the strap.Maam a little bit of strap is ok to show these days. She agreed. You can come for trials tomorrow but please wear a very thin or no bra to appreciate the fitting.Next day I.