The Stockings Stories Collection (The Stockings Series Book 10)

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This exciting adventure was repeated every bedtime. Aunt Frances had a large washing machine and I don’t think she examined my pants before putting them in the wash, which was just as well! All went well for a few days. Then the sky darkened and the rain poured down! Uncle Mike was at his office, of course. Aunt Frances was visiting some friends for the day, and Clare said she would be at the farm attending to her pony until lunchtime. I couldn’t go fishing in that weather, so I said I would stay at home and read the set book from school, which I’d been told to read in the holidays. (It was The War of the Worlds!) I was handed a cup of tea and we all went into the dining room. The women sat down and looked at me as I stood uneasily by the chair. I knew that my corsets were going to make sitting down very difficult because of my experience of wearing them in bed, and I was well aware that the bones would dig into the tops of my legs. My mother nodded, and then said, “But they are much too big for him so they don’t make much difference to his figure.” The lovely lady squeezed my hand gently and held it for a while. “I’m very pleased to meet you,” she said. “My name is Veronica, how far are you going?”

Unfortunately, Kim was unable to get relief as the vibe was set too low. She could only lie there, helpless and immobilized, being assaulted by the wand.At the house I was shown to my room, a different one from normal. It looked like a large box-room and had several extra items of furniture, including a big old dressing table.

Oh, that’s just another name for it,” she explained. “In my profession I get used to using a variety of different expressions for things.” She sighed. "A passing interest, yes." She paused. "I've never done anything... exciting. As in, I've never explored myself in that way." It’s alright,” said Veronica, reassuringly. “I’m not offended if you find my underwear attractive. It’s perfectly natural, you know.” Her smile was radiant and her voice very steady, which made me feel much more at ease. I mulled over her use of the word ‘underskirt’. Alison is interviewing Alan Schmitt to fill a post at work. There is something about Alan that shows he read the job spec correctly. If you want to be pleasured again, you will have to pay a price," I said as I began to take my clothes off. I walked up to her in my boxers. My bulge pushing out.I went downstairs very, very carefully for fear of falling, and at each step my corsets reminded me of their powerful presence. There was the most wonderful hugging sensation that seemed to be enhanced by each step I took on my unaccustomed high heels. I followed Mum slowly into the kitchen, filled the kettle and switched it on. “Don’t forget to warm the pot,” said mum, looking me up and down with great interest. Kim took a deep breath, lowered her head and said, “I...admit that I enjoyed...enjoy...the bondage. When you captured me, I realized that I missed being bound and dominated.” Oh, sorry,” she said. She relaxed her grip. “Is that better?” She gave it a little rub, and I just gulped, and nodded ‘yes!’

She moved her legs to cover up her most private area. Before she had the chance to do anything risky though, I grabbed her left leg. I began to tie it, tightly, to the leg of the chair. I did the same to her right leg, then tying it below the knee to allow minimal movement. She struggled to close her legs but couldn't, giving me the perfect view of her clit. His guilty eyes confirmed my guess, and his voice trembled when he said, “But someone might come in”. Mark nodded and sat on the bed looking at the lovely and naked woman tied up before him. He realized that he had a wonderful opportunity here and decided to lay a proposition on Kim, “Ok Kim, here’s the deal. I will dominate you, but I will also respect your limits. You will be bound and used only by me. In return, I will pleasure you and make your bondage worth it. Finally, you will ease up on my rent so I won’t have to move away.” The train drew into the station and we alighted onto the platform. I turned to face her but she placed a finger on my lips and smiled, “You’re not going anywhere, Ivan. You are coming with me.” With that she put her arm through mine and we walked out of the station. I lifted the lid and lying inside the box I saw a brand new pair of corsets wrapped in tissue paper. I saw the name “Court Royal” on the end of the box, and my mouth fell open. I was trembling, partly with excitement and partly with fear and trepidation.

I hope you won’t mind my asking,” I began, “but I’m interested in why you refer to your slip as an underskirt.” Mark remembered the time that Kim had tied him up naked on the kitchen table and subjected him to the same treatment. He remembered suffering as the icy cold was applied to his raging member. I think it’s time to sample that wet pussy of yours, madame!” said Mark as he spread Kim’s frogtied legs apart before plunging his very hard tool into her waiting slit. Kim groaned as Mark thrust into her deeply. Mark squeezed, tweaked and slapped Kim’s breasts as he rested within her. And then he thrust into her hard and repeatedly, snarling as he took advantage of her helpless body. No, but I would like to try it out." She looked at me firmly. "Tie me up. Not too tight. Untie me immediately if I tell you to. And don't do anything... extreme."