"You must step into the garment," she told him. Hecomplied. She instructed him to turn around to faceaway from her and began to lace up the corset wit...hruthless tugs of the laces. "This is a traininggarment," she commented. "It will not be necessary towear it constantly once the figure becomesestablished."As the corset tightened its embrace around him,Montague gasped. His RAF training had not prepared himfor any of this. Still, orders were orders. It feltferociously tight and already cut down. In the distance behind me a bright torch was searching the lane near the gate."Fuck!" I hissed. "Fuck!" My clothes were back there. Everything was back there. But naked or not, no way was I going back there. Red and blue flashes reflected in the windows and showed no sign of departing. "Fuck!"Shoes on again, I made my way slowly along the access road in the direction of town. I felt utterly ridiculous. Naked apart from shoes, drying cum all down my front, stinking of sex, and miles from home.. And so we both let flow, our dicks in our hands, both aiming our streams downward, but unavoidably hitting each other's feet a bit. His stream got on my ankles and lower legs too.“Hey,” I exclaimed, aiming my own stream up a little, at his legs. He aimed his higher in response. I couldn’t let that go unanswered, and soon enough we were hosing each other’s thighs. Then, for a delicious second, we fired directly at each other's dicks. Energy was released when our streams intermittently met in the. Smiling she said "are you still angry with me for my rude talk?". I said "no — how can I be angry with you when you give me such nice smile". She laughed with a twinkle in her eyes and I felt my penis stiffen and start rocking. I could not take my eyes from her and wanted to keep her with me for as long as possible.So I asked her "whether children have taken their dinner?". She said "they are having it — they watch TV while they eat — so they take a long time eating". She saw my TV showing some.