1. New Life


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

    waistband had a button that closed it and a zipper that ran down to the bottom of the smooth top part. I undid the button and opened the zipper and started to bend over to put my foot into my skirt. Start was all I did. I couldn't bend. I looked to Mistress but she just said, &#034Work it out. You are always going to be wearing a corset so you will have to figure out how to do things.&#034 I could bend at my hips so I bent as far forward as I could keeping one hand on the desk to steady myself and lifted my right leg to get my foot into my skirt. It was a real strain but I made it, now for the left. It was harder because with the skirt around my left leg I had to bend my knee more and it was a bit of the struggle and I felt very unsteady. I succeeded but when I started to pull my skirt up I discovered I was standing on it with my left foot. It was a little embarrassing. I started to button it at the front and Mistress spoke up, &#034On the left side.&#034 I had so much to learn. I finally got it buttoned, the zipper pulled up and looked in the mirror. I loved the way I looked and my skirt d****d over my hips and down to the pleats just the way I had admired on other women. I picked up my slip and went through the same procedure getting my feet and legs into it and pulled it up into place under my skirt and smoothed my skirt down over it. I couldn't believe how good it felt as I rubbed my hands over my hips and groin and felt my skirt sliding on my slip underneath. I was ...
    wondering how I would get my feet into those beautiful pumps when Mistress said, &#034Just drop them on the floor and then work your feet into them. Get your toes started into the toe portion and then you can stand them up and just slip your foot in.&#034 I was a little clumsy with it but it actually went quite well and soon I was standing on my pair of high heels. They weren't very high but they weren't flats either. Mistress picked up my new wig and placed it on my head. It was about shoulder length and had bangs that came down to just about to my eyebrows. As Mistress was brushing it out a little I marveled at the feel of my hair brushing my neck and my bangs tickling my forehead. I looked in the mirror and a woman looked back me. She didn't have any makeup or jewelry on but she was beautiful. Those things would come and she would be even more beautiful. I couldn't believe the woman I was looking at was me. Mistress interrupted my admiring myself with, &#034It's time we got you home now. You still have some new experiences before this day is over.&#034 She handed me the leather helmet and said, &#034You carry this, it is yours after all.&#034 She headed for the door and I followed her. This was the first time I had tried walking without help and I had regained some of my strength and was doing pretty well. With every step the plug strapped into me seemed to move around and make its presence known and there were quite a few steps because the corset limited me to very short ...