He threw it on a chair and then picked out one item after the other, with each telling me to put it on.A long john underwear first, as if I was not wa...m enough inside the rubber already, but I did as told and put it on. Knee high wool socks followed, a rough checkered shirt followed, a slightly oversized worker jeans came next. Then he threw a pair of worker boots at me to put on. Once I stood there, only my rubbered hands and head were visible, the rest looked just like a simple worker, but. I think your Dad has noticed too."She paused for a second, as if trying to decide whether to say something. Then she leaned in close to me, her cheek almost touching mine."Maybe you should indulge him a little," she whispered, almost too soft to hear. Then she pulled back slightly and kissed me slowly, right at the corner of my mouth, her lips barely touching mine. Then suddenly, she was gone, out of my room, leaving me in astonishment over what I thought I had heard.Over the next few days, I. Her boobs must have been amazing 30-40 years ago but now had lost the firmness of youth and the fight against gravity to dangle at her waist but her nipples were easily 1/2” thick and 3/4” long in her excitement. I was surprised there wasn’t a rampant bush between her legs and instead it felt like a close cropped runway leading to her moist nether regions that were the temperature of a small oven.She bent down to lick my now very hard cock and lifted one of her boobs above her head for me to. Collar.She reached a trembling hand up to her neck, and felt the soft velvet. She gently fingered the name embossed on the front. Her mind went cold and hard while her pussy gushed molten lava. She felt the fiery butterflies in her stomach warring with the panic squeezing her chest.She tried to leap off the table and found she was chained, both feet and one hand. And she was wearing the slave's outfit. The soft velvet crotchless teddy covered her torso and the thigh-high boots hugged her legs..