On entering I immediately recognised it asbeing a walk in wardrobe. It was brimming to the full with garments,shoes and accessories. A little girls dr...am you might say.I was attracted to the plethora of denim skirts while also eying up anice sweatshirt. Mother had different ideas pertaining to the more softand feminine attire.And so there I was gazing at myself in the mirror scrupulously studyingmy reflection from the tip of my head to the tip of my toes. Dare I sayit without sounding immodest?. She was really hungry. Harry mentioned it was because of the higher frequency work that the body burns more energy. Whilst eating Helena notices two people watching her, Harry mentioned they are OK just young lads looking for some company tonight. Helena is feeling very secure with Harry around.After dinner Helena goes for another beach walk, It is now evening time and the beach seems fairly clear. Walking towards flat rock, she spots the area of the previous encounter and smiles. Walking. Itfelt so weird, that tongue going up her midriff and around her nipples ? not ina good way, just weird. She sobbed silently as this girl continued to lick hercompletely. Suddenly, the girl raised her head, looked straight at Valerie andspat in her face. ?You?re in this way for my pleasure, girl ? I should stoplicking your nipples, I suppose?? She laughed at the sight of Valerie ? herbreasts awkwardly out, her face covered in spit, her mouth gagged, tearsrolling down her face. The girl got up. Mary approached him and then I saw what the metal sculpture was. It was a cage for a cock! She passed his cock and balls through a larger metal loop at the back, then fed his prick and his balls into the cage itself. It would only ever fit, or be anything like comfortable if his cock was soft. There was a small brass padlock which secured the cage against the back ring. It was tight fitting enough that the whole thing stayed in position by itself--Nigel was locked in. Later, I thought about.