Soon she was standing there, in her white lacy bra, and lacy thong pantie. He reached around her, and undid the hooks to her bra. He slid the straps...down her arms, and soon her breasts were freed from the lacy confines. He leaned down, and placed a kiss on each fleshy orb. ‘Magnificent.’ He whispered softly. He knelt before her, his hands on her hips, fingers edging in to the elastic waist of the thong she was wearing. He wanted to rip it from her body, but he didn’t want to frighten. She flicks at them with her tongue and nips at them with her teeth. She pulls them in her mouth, sucks them in deep and suckles at them. She alternates between both breasts and nipples before she moves further down my body. She kisses and nips at each thigh, knee, calf and ankle before connecting the chains to both ankle cuffs. She runs her hands up my body gently barely touching my skin causing goosebumps to rise and I shiver in response. With the chains attached my legs are spread and I can't. I took my panties off, bent over and pulled mycheeks apart and my hole tingled in anticipation. Before we really get into the story, let me fill you in on mybackground. I am a thin (5'9 140lbs), mid thirties bisexual man. I havea decent job and live alone. I'm out to everyone in my life about this.I have done drag shows and invited friends, family and coworkers to come see me in drag. I used that to come out as a TGirl to everyone.My kink is that about once a week I fully dress up as a woman. "A..A thong, Hermione?" She had not been fast enough and Fred had opened mouth again, it was barely more then a whisper and was a mixture of surprise, amusement and excitement in it but as soon as he had said it he knew he should not have commented about what they all knew was there. George stood there with his mouth slightly a jar and then Hermione found her voice again."You..You,." Her voice broke and in her fury Hermione was lost for what to scream at them. Tears was forming in her eyes, she.