So I slowly opened my eyes and peeped to get a look at her body. But luck was not on my side. She had her back facing towards me. But man, what a back...she had! I got a raging boner even by seeing her naked back. My mind suddenly flashed to a previous incident.One day we were walking together and I was walking a little bit faster and was in front of her. I suddenly stopped due to some reason and her boobs hit my elbow. Wow man how soft and spongy they were and firm at the same time. Suddenly she. As they did in bed, they put me in the middle. Rebecca holding one arm, Rosie the other. Sheriff’s badge polished and pinned to my vest. Eight-gauge resting on my left shoulder, Peacemaker in my right holster. In theory, Cayuse was the only other armed man in Little River.Reverend Venerable singled me out at the top of his sermon — pointing a scolding finger at me. We were seated in the last row, under the choir loft. No organ player this Sunday.“The so-called sheriff of Little River sits idly. I then reached down and unbuttoned my jeans with her hand next to mine and she pulled the zipper down. Finally, I was somewhat free. The top portion of my underwear was soaked with pre-cum right around the head of my cock and she kept rubbing that area and stroking my shaft down to my balls. I knew it would not be long before I was going to explode. Next, I reached inside the bra and finally got to some bare skin. Her nipples were hard and rigid but the little mound was so soft. I cupped. Master dressed me in a dark blue corset that gave a nice shape to my breasts, pushing them up and squeezing them together. My waist was cinched in the corset, making my upper body look like the upper half of a full hourglass. The necklace and pendant-symbol he gave me as a sign of my bond to him hung right above mid-cleavage. A long, flowing black skirt that shimmered in the bright underwater pool lights completed the ensemble.There was nothing that was imperfect about the night. The lights.