A little favour

Slowly the corset began to modify my shape. I maintained my erection during the lacing process because she kept rubbing her body against mine and breathing in my ears and on my neck. Eventually it really started feeling tight. “I have tightened it almost as much as I’d like to tonight. We need to let the corset rest and form to your body. I’m going to tie it off and wait about twenty minutes before I continue.” She started to walk out of the room.

“Hey, can you at least let me down? My arms, shoulders and calves are starting to cramp,” I complained.

“Oh, don’t be such a baby. If you want, I can give you a pair of shoes to wear. You’ll need to get used to them anyway since you’ll be wearing them with the dress.” Without waiting for an answer she left and came back with a box and a plastic package. “I’ll have to put some stockings on you first.” She picked my left foot up and carefully pulled a stocking up my leg. She pulled and smoothed it until it was just right. When it was, she attached it to the five garters hanging down from the corset.

The feeling of the stocking was out of this world. She spent more time than necessary fussing over them. This was driving me crazy, but I was trying not to show it. Unfortunately my penis had turned purple. She put the stocking on my left leg next. “Don’t be embarrassed. I love the feeling of sheer stockings on my freshly shaved legs. Don’t they feel divine?” All I could do was nod my head.

She took my left foot and fit it into a shoe. “Your feet are about the same size as mine, so these should fit you OK. They are my only pair of five-inch heels. At my height, I don’t get a chance to wear them too much otherwise I tower over almost everyone.” I looked down and saw a pair of black patent leather pumps.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes, so don’t go anywhere.” I told her I’d just hang around until she got back.