Toostrenuously, IMHO. But now, I realized, I was making my way a cross theparking garage in Cheryl?s three inch stilettos without giving it a secondth...ught. Maybe because her body was quite well adapted to them? Anyway, Iwas soon pulling into the visitor area of the hospital, and hurrying to theemergency room. I sat there, waiting nervously, until I saw Sandra comerunning through the doorway. She looked so frightened; I wanted to wrap myarms around her and tell her that her husband was okay,. She picked up a red felt pen from the collection on the table and with one hand on her hip, surveyed the canvas.I was wearing a T-shirt. Period. It was simply too great a hassle trying to put on underwear or shorts over that bulky cast. I'd thrown a light blanket over my midsection, my gesture to modesty.She said, "Let's see..." and threw off the blanket. Staring at my naked groin, she murmured, "Oh my!"The blanket was gone. I couldn't move my leg and refused to cross my hands over myself. I. " She said.Next, she picked up the paddle with holes in it and started the three-minute timer. This paddle really stung my ass. Now I could see why she used the speader bar to keep my legs spread apart. I really wanted to pull my legs together. After the three minutes ran out, she put down the paddle and picked up the cane."Have you ever been caned before?" She asked."No!" I replied. "My parents only spanked me with their hand, paddle or yardstick. I have read in some books that a cane was used. Next he place the soft leather look quarter cup bra under my full bosom and fastened the bra at the back. Adjusting the straps, he moved the bra into the perfect position to display my round breasts and pierced nipples. Next he took the sheer stockings out of their packet and slowly rolled the gossamer stockings up my smooth toned legs. When he had reached the upper thigh he fastened the stockings to the garter straps attached the underbust corset. Next he slipped my stockinged feet inside a.