48 hours in bondage part six

i dress carefully making sure every detail is as you requested..there is nothing that angers you more or makes me dread the repercussions than if i do not pay attention to detail ........... tightening the laces of the basque around my ample cleavage making my chest more pronounced than normal........i can feel the bones digging against my rib cage .........keeping everything in place as though thats all thats holding me together ..my mind and body acutely aware that tonight is going to test my limits to their utmost boundaries...pulling my hold up stockings on ........rolling them up my legs one by one smoothing them so they sit perfectly against my skin..........i hesitate for a second savouring the feeling of sheer nylon next to my skin sending shivers down my spine ......... as i pull on my thong i recall the time you cut one from my body as i laid helplessly tied to a bed and feel the moistness between my legs as i remember how it felt to have no control as you stripped me of any covering on my body that night..........now is not the time to be tormenting myself with images that illicit automatic responses from my body ...........reaching into my wardrobe i take out a long black coat specifically kept for such times as tonight...pausing for a second with the coat in my hand i can see the image i will portray dressed to please under my coat but seeming almost normal to any onlookers as i travel to my destination ...for a moment losing myself in a world very few people know exists for me ...... snapping out of my daydreams i do up just the middle two buttons so my clothes beneath are barely covered........ i slip my feet into a pair of 4 inch black high heels to add the finishing touch ........looking in my full length mirror i see a smartly dressed confident woman looking back at me ....but knowing beneath the calm exterior lies a woman not many people have the privilege to know

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