Yup, female again, yup, collared again, yup,chained again.This time his hands were cuffed, ah "braceleted" behind his back buthis ankles were free. He...was wearing something around his chest thistime, a brassiere-type thing with gold thread and sequins like a belly-dancer's costume and... he squirmed as much as the collar chain allowedto get in a position to study the rest of his changed body, some kindof translucent red silk skirts which completed the outfit. As he movedhis feet he heard. I didn't tell him that; but hisexpression after he'd taken a twirl in front of the mirror toldme he knew."Want me to unzip you?" I asked. But even though he obviouslywasn't happy with the way things looked, he wasn't ready to takeit off yet."Barbara, I have cookies and milk out on the kitchen table," Iheard my mother say behind me.Poor Eddie; his deer-in-the-headlights expression is still sovivid in my mind. Maybe it was a good thing that he was socompletely terrified that he was frozen in. Your legs are untied and you fuck. Blindfold still in place you accept cock in your mouth and your pussy, hypersensitive without the sensation of sight. One person leaves and eventually I take the blind fold off, never letting you know your other lover.I'm imagining the collar waiting for you alongside instructions. I will be out tonight while you will be home. Do not put on clothes except for these heels and this wonderous plug. This you may wear in your ass. You can play with your ass if you. She must have been in her mid-twenties, with brownish complexion, about 5’4″. She was wearing a black half saree and had also wore her hair in a ponytail. She stood there hesitantly, almost lost. On more than one occasion our eyes met and quickly disengaged. Finally I crushed my cigarette, threw the empty cup into a dustbin and then went to my car. I was just about to pull up when I heard the knock on my passenger-side window. It was the same woman at the tea shop. I rolled my window down and.