I had been planning to have some fitted wardrobes made for some time and now I thought the time was right to engage the services of Mr. Swanton to bui...ld them.I called his number and gave him an idea of what I wanted, and my address and he said he'd be around the following Thursday at eight am. That morning I rose early, showered and dressed myself appropriately to meet Alan Swanton. I didn't bother with shoes or stockings and I didn't bother to put on any knickers either. I found an old black. It's a basic fact. We can wait a little longer and I can fuck your ass dry again or you can suck my cock, making sure you don't bite it, and get it nice and slippery so it slides in your ass better." Alright," Bailey said quietly after a moment."I thought you would see if my way," I said gleefully. I shook my cock again. "Go ahead!"Bailey bobbed on my cock, but she never closed her lips and seemed to try to keep her tongue away."Come on!" I said irritated. "You can do better than that." I'm. Somehow I had been tied up with my knees drawn up to my arm pits. I could feel my vagina lips separating under my diaper. My anus also felt stretched and I had to clench my buttocks to retain the plug. My breasts also felt strange. I recognised the smooth but slightly scratchy sensation of my tights. My breasts had been bound tightly and the gusset had been wrapped around my neck. I knew that if I arched my neck the pressure would set of the milk in tits. I felt powerless but at the same. When Brite went braless, the world thought it a blessing even though she had at least ten years on me. Her hiking boots completed her outfit, and if we'd been in Africa I would have thought we were going on safari.As we walked to the Jeep, Brite hopped down onto the hood of the vehicle, sat, and slid the short distance to the ground as she'd obviously done many time. I noted that she was light enough to stand on the roof and hood of the car without causing any dents. She walked over to meet us.