Her high heels echoed with each step as she walked in the huge hall of the museum. She had lost her friends and she'd have to look for an officer for ...help. She frowned as she thought about the one who greeted them at the entrance - a tall and tanned man, in his late twenties, who had looked at her from head to toe like she was a fugitive. She'd turned her eyes away under his scrutiny. Her small frame had made her feel vulnerable compared to the six feet tall guy looking at her. Something in the. .a fantasy come true! David was my best friend although we had not see each other for a while as I was at college in another city. During my last summer at university I came back for a couple of weeks and though I would drop by to see him as a surprise. At this time he still lived at home. I must admit half the reason I went was because I had an unbearable crush on his mum. She was always so sweet to me. She must have been about forty six when this event happened in the mid 1970's. I knocked. I was the first, at least the first woman as I had my choice of changing stalls. I decided to stay on the far end regardless, maybe there was some kind of seniority. I stripped out of my dress, bra, and panties. Yes, I dressed more practically. The second day still felt strange to wall away from my clothes and enter the office area. I had the feeling of being in a normal office area on a naked dare and I could be discovered at any moment. I spent 40 minutes plowing through more orientation. .." T.. THANK YOU MISTRESS DIVINE." I SAY FLUSHING, AND BENDING OVER, AWAREOF JUST HOW EMBARRASSED I WAS LAST TIME I WAS 'KITTY'...LUCILLE MOVES BEHIND ME AND PUSHES SOMETHING INTO MY ARSE, IT FEELS RIDGEDIN SOME WAY AND AS SOON AS IT'S IN IT STARTS TO PULSE SLOWLY. EVEN WORSE ICAN HEAR IT CLICK.. SOUNDS LIKE IT'S LOCKED INTO THE CHASTITY-BELT... IWHIMPER SOFTLY THEN GASP AS MY ARSE GETS A LITTLE TAP, AND THEN THEPANTIES ARE PULLED UP.THEN SHE UNLOCKS MY CORSET, AND I CAN FEEL HER PULLING.