Real Stories - Predominant 2011, Issue 2

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What at first had begun as an experiment stemming from curiosity and sexual desire was suddenly becoming serious. I was corseted most severely from head to toe. My whole body from my neck down to my hips and from to my shoulders down to the tips of my fingers was laced tightly and compressed severely by this hard shiny black leather corset束腰 — a stiff garment that squeezes the waist. My face was expressionless, my mouth wide, my countenance mask-like under its heavy makeup, and my head held rigidly aloft.

Indeed I was only a leather doll with a fragile wasp waist corseted to the absolute limit of immobility and stiffness.

In a state of lustful arousal, my whole existence and sensations were limited to the narrow region of my abdomen between the lower edge of the body corset束腰 — a stiff garment that squeezes the waist and the upper edge of my thigh corsets束腰 — a stiff garment that squeezes the waist. Here, concentrated in the sexual area, I felt vibrations and pulsation’s of irresistible pressure.

In this state of sexual arousal, with my whole body laced paralyzing tight, I couldn't offer the least resistance when my lacing assistant put his muscular laborer's hands around my wasp waist, lifted me like a wooden doll and laid my body across my writing desk.

I couldn't make the least movement to resist because my arms were completely numb.