Silk slides up and down my enraged cock, nylon stockings encase and cocoon, spike high heels tease, prod and imprison.Straps from sexy high heeled san...dals tighten around my balls, unseen expert hands feed my engorged cock through the peep toe and a hungry tongue performs a symphony on my engorged clitty.I am now a total slave to heels and nylons.I can still see in the mirrors the writhings of a blonde tart, legs wide apart, mouth sucking greedily on imaginary cocks, nipples and breasts whilst. E. on the hunt for some C.D. arse-cunt. Plus a spattering of prostitutes having a night off. I had an okay time though I consumed more alcohol than usual and wasn't my usual 'life-of-the-party' self. So by kicking out time I felt a tad dejected and wasn't looking forward to going home. I set off walking home and around half way home needed a piss. I'd already passed the local 'cottage', couldn't even be bothered to stop by to check out the cock action. Along the way there was a patch of. I've told her just a little about you guys. It's, uh, very different from what she is used to. She knows you are good people, and I think it would be good to just talk about a lot of things. Have I said it well, Sis?" Yeah. Lindsey, I couldn't believe what our brother Frank tried to do to you," Sarah replied. "Could you tell me the whole story?"The story included a lot more than just the kidnap episode, and it took all of lunch plus an hour to answer all of Sarah's questions. Next, she started. Underneath my habit I only wore my boxer shorts. My irritation was compounded by Louise’s absence. She had designed and made the costume I was wearing. She had intended to come as a matching Nun. She hadn’t finished adjusting the costumes when her employers sent her away to sort out some difficulties in a branch office. She should have been back by now. She had rung me on her mobile and instructed me to go to the party anyway. If she could, she would meet me here. She had modified her costume.