Real Stories - September/October 2008

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While she was out with you at the restaurant and nightclub, he was probably home, wearing his dress, doing chores for her. She might have called him throughout the night, maybe each time she excused herself to use the bathroom, where she teased him and taunted him about her younger date. The nightclub was like foreplay for her, not necessarily foreplay for you and her, but foreplay for her and her husband. When you were bumping and grinding with her on the dance floor, her mind was on her hubby being home alone, feminized and doing chores, in the knowledge that his wife is being touched and fondled by her young suitor.

One can only imagine what they were doing for those forty-five minutes while you waited. She probably had him dress her in her leather outfit. He probably smelled her sex, as she was wet from excitement, and he probably tied her corset束腰 — a stiff garment that squeezes the waist, helped her into those boots, zipped them up for her, and assisted her with each article of leather clothing. He had to watch as she chose which whip she was going to select for his public humiliation羞辱 — shame given on purpose.