A little favour

“This is a lacing bar. I will use it to lace you into the corset. The cuffs will help you hold onto the bar.”

“You didn’t say anything about a corset,” I complained. I had my hands in front of me so that she would not see my hard on.

“How else are you going to fit into the dress? Mary Ann is going to lace down to twenty-two inches for her wedding. You’ll need to do the same. Don’t worry; we’ll get there soon. I don’t need you to be down to that size for a week. Your waist is only 28 inches. I can easily take 4 inches off your waist tonight. We’ll take at least a ½ to ¼ of an inch off your waist each day over the next week. You’ll barely notice.”

Before I could protest, the cuffs were on my wrists and tightened. She pulled on the rope attached to the bar and easily lifted me so that I was stretched and was forced to stand on my toes. The cuffs were tight. I realized that I was really at her mercy. She couldn’t help notice my raging hard on.

“Your protests sound genuine, but your body is giving you away. I think you like what we are doing.” I hung my head ashamed and didn’t say a word. “Don’t worry; it is really turning me on too. I think we’re going to have a lot of fun.”

She took a tube-shaped garment and worked it up my body. It was made of spandex and clung tightly to my body. “This is a corset shield. It will protect the corset from your body oils, and it will protect your body from being chafed by the corset.”

The next thing was the corset. It was white with lace at the top and bottom edges and had five wide garters hanging down for each leg. It went from the bottom of my chest to my hips. It had a front busk closure and laced up the back. Kathleen had loosened the laces and wrapped it around me. She closed the busk around my front and adjusted the corset on my body. “OK, here we go.” I felt her start at the top and tighten the laces toward the middle. Then I felt her start at the bottom and tighten the laces to the middle again. This process was repeated several times.