Hen and Stag nights throw the doors open to all manner of sexual shenanigans, an excuse to dress like a slut in stockings, getting boozed-up and tied ...o a lamp-post for drunk men to approach and kiss, with a sign pinned around my neck, 'Last chance boys, horny bride to be'.I secretly chose this verse for the sign, and my heart was pumping hard as my slender wrists were tied behind my back, to the unlit lamp-post, and my knickers and brassiere removed, my bridesmaids retired to a safe distance. " I sat at the vanity, and Mistress Nancy began to apply some touch up to my face. We made some girly talk while she worked. "Well Andrea, you had your chance to get away, but you chose not to. Are you sorry you came back?" "I thought that I was doing quite well with my training. I never even thought about Mistress Betty forcing me to be married to someone. I guess I wasn't making her happy." Oh, on the contrary my dear. You made her, and all of her friends veryhappy. You are a very special. This timeshe said that she had spoken to Darren on phone and he was really horny and none of the girls were available. She said the girls at work wished they couldslip out to satisfy him quickly but they were loaded with work. Jen then giggled and asked if i was dressed? I asked why. She said 'well, I had sent yourpics to Darren before..and he was looking at them toady and mentioned that in some you looked quite similar to me from the back particularly because we havethe same figure and you. Especially when I came to a particularly litter intensive stretch. Though that wasn't all I thought of, I'm giving this presentation this morning, I ran through that in my mind a good bit." Loser," he thinks to himself.He feels hopelessly stupid, she is so pretty. He is intensely aware of her bare arms, the rise of her breasts, her bare midriff, he wants his hands on her waist. He has seen her, well seen someone as like as her clone almost, sit and kneel over her lover, a serious eager.