.. when I finally finish, I've given up almost everything I own to these women... but I keep telling myself I can get it all back if I just get to that meeting. And this looks like my only way of doing it! But the release I hoped for so desperately doesn't come! Instead, Sonia gathers up all the papers and takes them off "to show Gwendolyn" while Evelyn changes into a form-fitting leather cat-suit and proceeds to lace a curious pair of satin gloves up my arms, nearly to my shoulders. "You'll like these," she smiles, "they have eyelets, laces, and snaps all over, so I can put those soft, weak arms of yours in dozens of positions -- see?' She laces them cruelly behind me, so that my elbows nearly touch. Then she changes my silken corset and stockings for leather ones. "But-but I thought you were going to let me go!" I protest. "This is what you get for thinking!" She straps a leather gag between my teeth! As she moves about me, changing my bondage, her soft leather costume keeps brushing over my bare shoulders and chest, her gloved fingers toy with my nipples and tickle my armpits teasingly ... "Whew!" She says at last. "This cat-suit is hot! I'm really working up a sweat in here. Hope you appreciate it, because I'm doing it just to get it ready for you!" Does she really mean to put me into that? I want to scream, but all I can do is drool helplessly into the leather strap as Evelyn undresses before my eyes. |