Tight, so very tight! Now the small of her back, the narrow waist. How wonderfully the leather band exerted its f***e, curving Julie´s slenderness un...til, when the buckle was clasped, the lush rotundity of her girlish bottom seemed all that was left. It stood up like a beacon, pleading for punishment. To demonstrate the immobility achieved, the girl who had cinched the straps bent and pinched both the victim´s nipples. The head jerked. Nothing else moved. Next she thrust against each hip. There. “Not too long why,” I asked.“We are going to Dairy Queen for Biscuits. Should we bring you one.” Janet asked.“Yeah make It bacon egg and cheese,” I replied.He drove away and I still didn’t know his name. I did have a picture of his face, and a picture of his license plate, so I said, “I own your ass now mother fucker.”Mikah and I continued our walk. I did cut it short so my biscuit wouldn’t get cold. I also wanted to discuss my morning’s encounter with Mica. I needed her over breakfast and. It was strange sensation to be putting on my first suspender belt, havingseen so many women wear one, and I realised at that point that I was goingto have trouble going to the toilet unless I put the straps under mypanties before hooking them to my stockings.I reached under the bed and found the heels that Jane had left me. Theyhad a five inch box heel and an ankle strap.How many men got to try this? I asked myself as I slipped my feet intothe heels and did up the straps. I fell over the. The next day I breakfasted on cereal and toast – slightly over done toast, but I was proud of the effort – and instant coffee. I went to work. Mid morning, my mobile phone rang.“Don Upthorpe.”“Oh, Mister Upthorpe. I’m Sister Hopkins at Broomfield Hospital. We couldn’t find anything physically wrong with your wife, and she surfaced early this morning. She ... I’m sorry to say ... it was felt necessary to refer her for a psychiatric assessment. I expect you’ll be hearing from them.”“Well, thank.