John resigned himself to a life in tight stays.What he didn't realize was the effect that the tight lacing was to haveon his walk. No man would be abl...e to ignore that new hip swinging gait hewould be forced into now. It was only a matter of time before some manwould bed him. Both he and Sandy knew that too. He dreaded the day.The next day: Saturday:John, in his wildest dreams could never have imagined what the fittingwould be like. He was not the first boy/girl to be fitted by Ms.. One day when stocking bolts of silk and other fabrics he noted how I loved to slightly fondle the bolts as I shelved them. As I did we caught each other’s eyes and he held my gaze for more than a minute. I could not break away as he gazed deeply at me and smiled. He then said “silk is second only to satin in its erotic powers.” I smiled sheepishly and he detected my inability to speak when he said “that’s OK, it is natural and is the way of things. There is a purpose in that power of the fabric. I was feeling so horny now with the taste of cum still in my mouth, my tongue sliding over the end of Dave's cock, licking the last droplets of cum from the head of his shaft. By now all I wanted was to please them, suck them and be used by them for their sexual pleasure.Hungry for more, I slid Pete's cock into my mouth, felt him start to fuck my mouth as he slid in and out between my moist lips. I looked to one side and saw Dave standing next to me, his lovely cock in his hand, wanking himself. She confided that she was having a sexual relationship with father, who ditched her and now she was sexually starved. She said if a girl becomes sexually active and then if she is starved, it becomes unbearable. But then onwards her behavior towards me changed. When we would be alone at home she started wearing more revealing outfits. She would sometimes come to my room and say that she want to play “fighting” like we played in childhood. I complied. No need to say that we used to get pretty.