So how did this all happen? I haven't a clue. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a sister and I had some time to pla...y by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt different than just playing normally. I did this for a while in my youth. God knows how long. I actually didn't even have a desire to even do anything with pantyhose yet. My mom. .Uyee maaaa….Oho ooooh haaa..Chodo…Maza aa raha hai…..Jor…Se chodo…O..Oo..Maine uski kamar chod di aur boob pakad kr chodne lga…Thodi der baad…Pura uper chadh gya jaise ghodi pr ghoda chadh jata hai…Mujhe ab aur bhi maza aane lga.Thodi der sex krne k baad uske uper chadh kr ruk gya.Mera lund uski chut mein hi tha…Wo machal rahi thi…Meri sari body uske uper thi.Main uper se usko bahon mein bhar liya.Mera right hand uske pichhe se jakar left boob ko pakad liya…Left hand se uske right boob ko. They'll hurt a lot. I dont care. In time your tendons willstretch and they'll become more bearable. When that happens you'llprogress to seven inch heels..do you understand?''yes Master' I mumbled in what sounded like a very tiny voice.I put the shoes on and fastened the ankle straps...'now lock them' hesaid, and as the tiny padlocks snapped shut I felt an uncontrollableswelling in my groin. I'd always had a high heel fetish and the sensationof being trapped in these killer heels had me feeling. The two fingers swam about in harmony, seemingly playing with each other as they played within me. She inserted a second finger, thickening the busy cluster. When Doug too, added a second fat finger to the melee, it felt like a nest of snakes writhing around inside my vagina. I opened on eye to peek at Louise and swore I caught her making eye contact with Doug behind me. Her dark eyes glowed with devilry as I felt her fingers still their gyrations, hook deeper through my vulva and then pull..