The ritual humiliation continued, as she made me lube her up, perfume her pussy and boobs and check her stockings were straight and her suspenders pro...perly fastened.I stopped at my pal Ray's house overnight, kipping on the sofa, telling his wife Marie that Mandy was working nights again (well, in a way I suppose she was!) and that I wanted to have a 'skinful' at the club and not have to drive home.During my evening at the club Mandy rang me and, from her giggles and squeals of delight, I could. As I said he's a handsome guy, tall, slim and has a rather cheery face and smile and it turns out he has a wicked sense of humour. It was then that I had a bit of a moment to myself, as I sat there, listening and taking in the atmosphere, I wondered how it was that these people came to be this type of fetishist. Looking at Graham for instance, he didn't strike me as the type to layer himself in nylon, neither did Bobby or Mick for that matter. It was playing on my mind a little and Iwanted to. She dressed up with that and covered her exposed upper body skin with an opaque, big cloth. She wasn’t allowed to put on any makeup either. She willingly shaved off all her unnecessary hair, though.“Come on, Arav. Why am I supposed to dress like this? And no makeup? You could have just got me dressed up in a long-sleeved jacket.”“You will know soon, my darling,” Arav said as he kissed her lightly on her lips and turned around to leave her dressing room.******The wedding was mostly meeting. "Damn! Check and see if this group has any military ties."We were busy searching through the trucks when Kristy returned with the answer. "The group is suspected to have many government and military ties at some levels but it has never been proven." Well I think we just proved it," I said. "These supplies were meant for them and they may be on the way to get them. Kristy, make sure you monitor all routes into the mountains, I want to know of any major movement." You think they are going to come.