’ Charles shrugged the police officer’s hand off his arm and gritted through his teeth, ‘That’s my house officer! Both of our wives are inside... with the bastard who attacked my wife months ago! We’re not going anywhere! Who’s the officer in charge here? I want to speak to him!’ ‘I’m sorry, Mr. Richards. I didn’t realize who you were. Detective Thompson is in charge until Captain Nelson arrives. He’s right over there.’ The officer indicated with a wave of his arm as he let Charles and Tom pass.. I could see it in your face. You felt beautiful, soft and feminine - I watched as the masculinity ebbed from you. I almost came there and then, but it was time for the reward we'd promised you if you'd play along with us and become our lesbian boislave. I led you to the bed, pulling you on top of me. Your stiff cock rubbed inside your knickers, while they in turn rubbed across mine. I could only imagine how good it felt for you. I know it was starting to give me tiny mini-orgasms. I could smell. Got somewhat distracted with toys and these lush workmen and they’re cocks. But I haven’t had my arse filled’ ‘Rock hard. Coming to pound you!’ But I knew he had been watching because we always fucked in his office after this. He would write on the chalk board outside ‘In a meeting’ and bend me over his desk pulling me open and plunging into my tight arse. And there on the CCTV screen the camera would be point straight to were I had been. It was obviously crammed downstairs. Pete took me to. Good girl, good girl"The constriction of the corset was even harder to handle and, try as Imight, I simply couldnt get it down to 29 inches without assistance. Isobbed and pleaded with him when he told me I'd have to be punished forthat, but to no avail. But Master was right, as always. After 4 or 5 daysthe cramps in my calves began to lessen somewhat...it was uncomfortable,but not screaming agony. The tendons in my ankles had begun to stretch. Thecorset too, seemed slightly easier to bare..