My waist had never looked any smaller. I truly was an ideal hourglass shape. Because it was designed for smaller tits my ample cleavage was busting ...ut so bad I felt like I had giant mounds of tits touching my chin. I was barely able to sit down. It was almost hard work being in something that tight and touching my feet to slide into the pantyhose. They were so silky it felt like I had my legs dipped in pink magic. As I fastened the garter belt I looked at myself in the mirror. I even. I was so glad I had my own room as I would do my homework naked and I managed to get it done too. My dad worked in the diplomatic corps. When I was seventeen, he had to fill in at our embassy in Germany for about a year. Mum had to go too. My sister had left home, so rather than take me out of school I was allowed to go and stay with my Aunt Chloe by marriage. She was thirty-six, and I did have a big crush on and she lived near us, so I was delighted. She taught at my school too but I wasn't in. “You’ve been giving me boners for two weeks, and now I have a bad case of ‘Blue-Balls!’ Ohhhh!” he moaned, for emphasis. He cupped his balls. His swollen crotch was so close to her face she could see the outline of his cock-head with the material stretched tightly across it. “They really hurt!”“I…, what?” she stammered. “I didn’t…, you’re lying, Theo!” Tiffany said and stomped angrily out of the room. Tiffany fumed in her bedroom. “How could he blame me for his ‘blue-balls’, if there really is. It felt like forever. I couldn't imagine what was taking them so long, but after a while, I noticed my hands were starting to get numb, and my arms were tired from being tied up over my head for so long. I had plenty of time to think about my predicament. I was not happy about being blindfolded, much less being deprived of my hearing. I was also annoyed that I couldn't stop drooling because of the damn ball straining my mouth. It made my jaws sore too. Frustrated, I thrashed around as much as I.