1. New Life


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

    crushing feel as that at my waist. I could only breathe with short shallow breaths but with those breaths only my upper chest rose and fell and with it my new breasts. The rest of my chest was trapped in the corset so movement above the corset was much more pronounced. I was fascinated with watching myself breathe. It looked so sexy to me. I had always enjoyed watching female opera singers as their breasts rose and fell. Their fingers went to the bottom of the laces and my thighs were squeezed even tighter together. As they worked up my hips and buttocks got the same treatment and as my buttocks were squeezed in and together the pressure from the plug in my rectum grew. I hadn't thought the pressure in my groin could be any greater but I had been wrong. I had never believed to stories about women fainting as they were tight laced in the Victorian era. I believed them now, I felt as if I would faint at anytime. I wondered if Mistress had smelling salts with her. They both tied 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. I've got some that will cover all that ugly hair on her legs.&#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 desk top. Scooping them up and 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 woman's body. With the leather helmet covering my face and head and the stockings hiding the hair on my legs all signs of my maleness were gone. 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 ...
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