When I first met her so long ago I could just watch those legs as she sat and crossed and uncrossed those legs I could hear the sound of proper stocki...gs brushing against each other. The proper stockings bought by shoe size that when you took them out of the packet and held them up they were the shape of a ladies legs, not the nasty modern stretch ones. They had a feel all of there own slightly rough yet so pleasing especially when worn and stretched by the movement of the leg and pulled taught. "Yes." Good, go get that pink, vibrating dildo. I think you've deserved a reward for writing your little story and being in chastity for so long, but you better crawl to get it!"Humiliated, I crawled to my bedroom and retrieved the toy of which she spoke from my chest of items. My Ex had a memory like an elephant.As I returned with the items, I couldn't help but feel both extremely lucky and yet so unfortunate. Here I was, locked up in chastity by a beautiful, Hooters girl whose pantyhose fell. “Don’t move.” I ordered, and walked around her once again. This time I was close enough so that my hairy chest dragged across her erect nipples, and then moved behind her once more. Slap! This time it was a bit harder, and she had to steel herself to prevent her from staggering, but the look on her face told me that this was not a problem for her. “Good.” I said, and took her by her hands, both clasped in my large hand, and laid her face down on the bed. I pulled open the draw in a bedside. ’ Catching one more glimpse of the sky while Aejoa carried her inside, Majgen let her thoughts strafe to the past, ‘If only I could show this blue to Femaron Baglian. He would be able to develop a most therapeutically pleasant mind sedation from it.’ The shadowy feeling of being inside enveloped her as Aejoa carried her through the corridors of his home. ‘Did you make it out alive, Femaron Baglian?’ —-=(o)=—- ‘Hiro, are you home?’ called Loke, sounding somewhat worried as he walked into.