Then one of me here, chained to the floor... it wasshot from the window/mirror on the door, I knew it!"My pet, are you ready to be my pretty slut... *...giggle*, to be my bimbosex toy?" her voice went away... the monitor turned off... and then, thedoor opened......She walked in the room. My cock was at full attention... She was wearinga tight, red, rubber looking catsuit... high stripper like, black kneeboots... her hair was in two pigtails and her face was made up very sexywith shiny red lips.... " This was a lie. She wasn't.He would, barring an implosion down the line, would be a partnersomewhere in seven years. She, barring a change in, well, her, wouldnot. But I needed her to believe that. I wanted her to be the bestthat she could be, for her. And for me. "You're ready, right?" Uh huh," she said, nervously."If you don't feel you can do it, let me know. It will not reflectpoorly on you." Yes, it would."I can do it," she said, as forcefully as I'd ever heard her."Good," I. So I snuck up to my room and gave the magic packet a loving squeeze and hid them under my mattress until I knew that I wouldn't be disturbed, I knew if I even touched the nylon now I'd want to open the pack and put a pair on abd I knew the best time to try them on would be when I went to bed that night I may even be able to sleep with them on.So I had my tea and then told my mum I was having an early night tired from my paperround, " o.k love night, night she said" and then it was time to go up. 'Come up here' I beckoned her, an overwhelming urge to taste her warm nectar, feel the soft wet lips, from where it seeped, lick the shit from her pink puckered ring, I ached as much as I moaned for her, as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure tore through my naked body.'You're a bag of surprises', she moaned into my ear, then licked her words from it, chewing on the soft sensitive lobe, she knew that sent me over the top, her fingers rubbing tight little circles on my clitoris, as her hot.