Mistress has me kneel with my bottom resting half on my legs and half on that box. Leaning over me she, one side then the other, clips the D-rings fr...om my ankle cuffs to the floor. And then, as if oblivious that she has pressed her groin against my face, she reaches over me to clip the end of the armbinder against something on the back wall, pulling my whole body down, firmly on the block. To top things off, she clips the collar against the back wall, forcing me into a leaning back. My breasts are small, with pale smooth nipples. Always had trouble feeding the kids with them, either long painful session of expressing in to a bottle, or bought milk. My short, now salt and pepper hair, cut like a boys made me look pixy and sexy.I allowed him to draw off my skirt and then did a classic Mrs Robinson act of peeling off my sheer black stockings from four black and red silk suspenders. My bra was unclipped and he made great play of enjoying my quite tiny nipples - tiny in the. " But we..." Oh do be quiet, and listen, I am trying to help you". Her severe tone made me stop, and I figured I had best hear her out. Besides I didn't really want to explain about our kinky games in the bedroom."She wanted to kick you out of the house, there and then. Throw you onto the street in your 'silly sissy uniform'. I begged her to give you a chance. You should thank me for my intervention."Silence hang in the room, as she seemed to study me. It slowly dawned on me that she was. He obliged, as I did my best to keep from trembling. I looked right into his eyes as I thanked him, then, awkwardly, turned and walked upstream. I picked my spot, a couple of hundred feet upstream, where the creek bank was steep and muddy. His back was to me, but I was close enough so he would hear me "fall" into the water. I stood on the very edge, barely maintaining my balance. I drew deeply on my cigarette holder, expelled a cloud of smoke skyward, closed my eyes and leaned forward. I lost.