She wanted more than anything to be a part of this team, and if that’s what it took, she would do it. She had fucked up, and shouldn’t be surprise... when she was punished for it. With a shaky pair of hands, she reached up with crossed arms and pulled at the bottom hem of her padded sports bra. When it came off from around her neck, she could’ve sworn she heard a couple of “oohs” and “mmhs” from somewhere on the crowd. Her perky set of bee-sting A-cups were on display for every hungry pair of. On the bottom floor there is a door with a sign that reads “Dungeon of Ecstasy”. If one was to walk through the door and down a flight of steps, they would find themselves in a long hallway of rooms. Out of these rooms come pleasured moans, pleas for release, shrieks of hedonistic pain, and the thud of paddles and riding crops against soft flesh. In one of these rooms you find yourself held in place like da Vinci’s Vitruvian Man, with your wrists and ankles bound in place. You have been. In this way I remained completely entertained until the beginning of the performance. When the orchestra began to tune up, and I realized the crispness of the sound, I knew it was going to be a wonderful evening. I was in the second seat from the aisle, right at the front of the grand central tier, with an uninterrupted view of stage and orchestra. Hearing the orchestra, I wanted to sit on the edge of my seat with excitement. The seat next to me was empty, Caro, and I imagined you were sitting. No blinding revelation of suppressed femininity, no crushing wave of guilt, only a mild relief that I was no longer in intimate contact with a metal zipper. The panties were a little loose, she must have had bigger hips than I have, but they stayed in place. I can also remember being surprised at how easily my genitals settled into the panties, I would like to think I am rather well endowed, but there was plenty of room for them to settle comfortably inside the nylon. It was almost an.