1. New Life


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

    looking forward to it but I did now realize what it really meant. Rhonda knelt down and unstrapped the cuffs from my ankles. Then she went over to the wall and pressed the button to lower the lacing bar all the way down. I didn't know if I could stand without support but although I swayed a little I managed to stay on my feet. Rhonda came back and unstrapped my wrists and led me over to the desk. She gave me her arm to lean on and I needed it. Walking was difficult. My thighs were held so tightly together by my corset that I could only take short steps and my whole sense of balance was altered. The weight of my breasts pulled me forward and the rigidity of the corset prevented me from making any of the small movements we normally used to balance ourselves. We made it to the desk and I leaned against it as I tried to catch my breath. Mistress took my hands in hers and said, &#034You did very well Teresa and I am proud of you. Teresa is your new name and you are going to be a beautiful woman and you will be Teresa for the rest of your life.&#034 She opened the valve and let the gag deflate. Then she loosened the laces on the back of the helmet and removed it from me. &#034You can get dressed now.&#034 she told me. I looked over to the corner where I had left my clothes but they weren't there. I turned back to Mistress and she laughed and said, &#034You couldn't wear those ugly things now you silly girl. I threw them all away. Your clothes are in that bag. Now get ...
    dressed.&#034 She had indicated a bag sitting on top of the desk and my hands shook as I took the bag and opened it. I took the items from the bag and lay them on the desk. There was a white silk long sleeve blouse, a blue pleated skirt, a half slip and a pair of two inch high heeled pumps. There was also a wig in the bag. It was a dark blond, about the color of my own hair. I put the blouse on first. It felt marvelous as my hands and arms slid through the silk sleeves and as silk settled on my bare shoulders. I couldn't understand the trouble I was having buttoning it until I realized the buttons were on the wrong side. Even then I had trouble, it seemed like such a simple task was changed so much by the buttons being on the other side and they were also so small and dainty compared to what I was used to. I finally got all of them fastened and then tackled they ones at the cuffs. I had a little less trouble with them and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I loved what I saw and especially was thrilled the way it was tented out over my breasts and by my nipples making proud little bumps where my blouse stretched across my breasts. I picked up my new skirt and saw it was what I now know you call a dropped yoke skirt. The top part is smooth for about six or eight inches and then the pleats start. I always liked that style because the smooth top part seemed to accentuate a woman's hips as they swell out from her waist. Now it would be my hips swelling out from my new slim waist. The ...
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