He gathered all my new clothes on the counter and then asked the question which made my heart thump and fill me with dread, "and what about his corset...madame". My mother coughed nervously and said "erm...I havn't told him about that yet"......."Well", said the young man, "it is compulsory at the school he is going to you know".I was led into a fitting room at the back of the shop where I was instructed to get undressed. I complained bitterly and said that I thought that only girls. “Like this my lord?” “Hmmmmmm. Yeah! You got the idea. You’re a quick learner my sweet Alice. Yes! Now up and down! Squeeze it harder to! Yes! Oh you darling little whore! You’re so fucking good!” He responded to her tightness. His hands clutched her small hips and he forced her down hard with almost every down thrust of her virginal looking body. Alice cried out from a quick climax. She threw her head back and jutted her little tits out which he instantly grabbed and sucked. “Fuck. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around her waist that did little to hide her firm lush figure, why wouldn’t every male on campus fall in love/lust with her instantly. Gillian, or Jill as she preferred to be introduced, came from fine Swedish stock. And I adored her the moment. She moves quickly into the dressing room, time is still pressing. She has lfifteen minutes to prepare for Master before she again starts earning strokes. First order of business, securing her wrist and ankle chains. Today's set has a sixteen-inch length running through the ring at each end of the thirty-six inch vertical. Using her standard little heart shaped padlocks, she secures her wrists (right one first) followed by her ankles. She doesn't close the padlocks on her ankles yet as they have.