He reached around her and undid her bra, removing and giving her back the glass."OK, baby, stand up for me, please."She did, finishing the last of her...wine. Again, Greg knelt before her, reached around her, almost resting his head against her stomach as he unclasped the skirt and let it fall to the floor. The garter belt followed and, finally, he slipped his thumbs into the elastic of her panties and slid them down her legs, lifting each foot in turn to free her from the last of her. “Yeah, I don’t like that color either. Too cliché,” he waved his hand again and suddenly the red clingy dress changed to a gold sequin dress that was much more flattering to my curves and honey brown complexion., along with complimentary heels that didn't threaten to break my ankles if I breathed. “Better!” Lucius gave an approving smile.Around that time, Lucius and I came to a stop in front of a pair of intricately carved tall wood doors. Next to the doors was a desk with a young gorgeous. .. and a metal chastity belt! Behind me stood two of Mr Foster's most trusted guards who had been instructed to follow me everywhere, one of whom was Kevin which was, at least, some consolation. When these new arrangements had been announced this morning over breakfast, I'd naturally protested pointing out that none of this guarding and chastity belting lark had been necessary on my previous trips to the town. Mr Foster almost leap out of his chair in anger as he rounded on me with such. Apparently there was not much on the news wires that particular Sunday afternoon because the story made it to the Sunday evening network news."If you're wondering about the beautiful young lady in her prom dress that graced the cover of newspaper inserts across the country several weeks ago, stay tuned. We'll have more after this message." After the commercial, they ran the footage of me picking up Caitlin at her home, then arriving at the prom, and of the people applauding as we made our way.