1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    off their laces and stepped away from me. Rhonda said, &#034Let's get some stockings on her and give her a little rest while the corset and her body adjust to each other.&#034 She went over to the desk again and retrieved a flat package from a drawer. When she ripped it open a pair of light tan support stockings fell out on the desktop. Scooping them up she returned and knelt at my feet. She unstrapped the cuff on my right ankle and after working the stocking into a ring between her fingers she slipped it over my foot. As she drew it with some difficulty slowly up my leg it felt tight against my skin and the feeling was more sensual the higher she got. Just a couple of inches below the bottom of my corset, the stocking was tight and she fastened first the front and then the side and rear garters to the top of the stocking. It felt great and even her strapping the cuff around my ankle again didn't diminish the feeling. She quickly went to my left leg and repeated the same operations. It felt even more sensual as she worked her way up my other leg and after she had fastened all three garters on that side I didn't even notice her strapping that cuff back in place. My eyes were closed as I savored the feelings. The unrelenting pressure of the corset was crushing but not painful and something I had dreamed of feeling all my life. I had been so involved with trying to breathe and with what Mistress and Rhonda were doing that I hadn't really been looking at myself in the mirrors ...
    for a while. I looked now and was amazed. There hanging from the wooden lacing bar was a beautiful and striking woman's body. With the leather helmet covering my face I had difficulty believing it actually was me I was seeing. The tightness of the stockings seemed to make my ankles slimmer and reshape my calves into a more feminine shape. The stockings covering my legs and attached to the garters on the bottom of my corset completed not just the covering of my whole body but its transformation into a shape I had never dreamed possible. I was beautiful. Rhonda went over to the wall and pressed the button lowering the bar. She only pressed it for a few seconds but it dropped far enough that my feet were now bearing my weight and I could feel myself settling down into my corset. It made it even tighter but pressed my breasts and the flesh of my upper chest up creating a mound of flesh above each of my breast forms. It created a hint of cleavage that was more pronounced with each shallow breath I took in. It looked like I really had breasts of my own and quite large ones. With the molding of my shape from the corset, I had a figure most women would kill for and most men would worship. I was having some difficulty standing upright. The weight of my breast forms was trying to pull me forward and the rigidity of the corset prevented me from arching my back a little to counteract it. I tried leaning back and letting the lacing bar support me. I released the bar and let the cuffs around ...
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