Looking up I see a spreader bar being lowered down from a cable. Once it gets low enough, my wrists are cuffed to either end of the bar and them Hung ...Master pushes the button once again and the bar starts to rise until my arms are stretched wide above my head and my feel are just barely on the floor.Mistress Becky steps forward with a pair of nipple clamps. She sees the look of fear in my eyes and smiles “ever had your nipples clamped slut?”I shake my head no.“You’ll love these Bitch” she said,. Let mesee it wiggle."I obeyed. Despite the humiliation of getting caught, and the fear ofwhat was to come, being seen in drag also had a giddying side. My heartwas fluttering as I poured her a glass of wine, filling it almost to thebrim in the hope that alcohol would calm her. I had never thought ofbeing bossed around as something appealing and yet, at some level, itwas working for me. I brought June the wine and found her on the sofa,leaning back, ankles crossed, looking smug and relaxed. . But uhm... Cinderella?" I smiled back at her, glad to see her happy. At that moment, the fact that she was happy seemed the most important thing in the world."Shhh... My secret vice. I like eighties hair bands..." She snickered, "I swear I thought that Tom Kiefer was a chick when I first heard them..."I couldn't help myself, and broke into a quiet chuckle which she eagerly joined. It wasn't a horrible confession, just something I never would have pegged her for. The fact that she was sharing it. I think you're right," she agreed, blushing. With that, they went downstairs to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Finishing breakfast, he called a cab that took them to a Victoria Secrets store, where Chelsea and Master spotted a very sexy bikini swimsuit. With a hot pink pushup strapless top and a blushingly small matching string tie bottom, Chelsea was a bit hesitant looking at it on the store manikin. "Master," she whispered, "are you sure you want me to wear this one?" Seeing her.