With a shrug, I pulled out of the drive way, and drove off, and began my adventure. The details of my adventure would bore you to tears, trust me. Tha...t said, it rejuvenated me. I spend much, mindful of the vet bill that resulted from the latest round of blood tests (we have begun teasingly calling Cleo ‘the five thousand dollar cat’. No, it hasn’t quite hit those numbers. Yet). So it was with a sigh that I stared longingly at the cages at the pet store, recalling Kay’s promise to take me. For the past several months, Maria had been enjoying what she thought of as her ‘special’ baths about once every week or two. Standing and walking to the full-length mirror that hung on her closet door, Maria took a look at herself. She saw a petite, 4′ 11′ lady who had remained on the slim side. At age 40, she had to admit to looking pretty darn good. With fairly small breasts, a trim belly and a nice, tight derriere, Maria still could turn heads. With one fluid motion, she lifted the white. It was uncomfortable,but not screaming agony. The tendons in my ankles had begun to stretch. Thecorset too, seemed slightly easier to bare. Despite the discomfort Icouldnt help admiring myself in the mirror...a part of me loved the way theheels altered my posture, forcing my back to arch and my butt to protrude.I came home from work some five days after this stage of my training hadbegun and noticed the cameras immediately. In every room...kitchen,bathroom, toilet. Tiny webcams covered every. This was so easy for him being embraced in such beauty but Verna also the natural effect to envelope, hypnotize and hold him captive. He was at total peace even with sensations almost overloading him. If strictly a bodily sensation, physically, he would have climaxed uncontrollably and crashed down from his high ages ago. This was different, something that had to be luxuriated and bathed in. It was a tantric state in which he relished every second being in awash in rapture and gladness just.