Instead of running the catheter to a bag, I cut the tube about 3 inches after it came out of her pussy and taped it in a circle over her locked cunt.I... then put her in a diaper and rubber pants. Over the rubber pants I put a frilly pair of diaper covers like those that a little baby would wear with her Sunday dress. Over that went a dress similar to that of a little girl and equally short so her frilly cover and the obvious diaper under it was visible.We would go out like this and I would have. My wife continued the conversation.“Well as you were tied up with all those clothespins, we had a nice long talk. I even sent her the pictures I took of you. She was extremely proud of what I had done. So she wants to meet with us for the day and to show me the ropes, so to speak, on how to really dominate a slave. You’re in for a real treat today! Hope you’re ready.”I felt my stomach knotting up really bad and I could hardly breathe. I hoped I wouldn’t regret today after it was over. Even. " I like Clare," she said.Yeah so do I, but she's never coming back to me so I might as well forget all about her. Wendy's comment however brought an image of Clare and Wendy naked in my bed. Wendy although older than me, still looks good, having no kids helps of course. What is she? Well she's three years older than me, so that would make her twenty-seven; boy she looks good for twenty-seven. Bit of extra weight on her hips and bust, but her waist was still trim.I got out of bed and Wendy made. The sheath slid through the curled open lips, piercing its path into the shivering tissue until its rounded end was flush with the top of Doris's vulva."It--it's at the back of my pussy--" she said, quaveringly, "but it--it can get thicker if--if you Like!" She lifted her hips, slowly rotated her pelvis as Basil touched the button and made the sheath expand.Doris closed her eyes, held her breath as the thickness increased; every now and then she'd make a wet, sensuous sound as a fresh part of.