Friends United

'Let me go. I want to go to sleep,' I scream but all Brad can hear is an inaudible cry.

'I knew you'd like it,' he cries oblivious to my discomfort and pushes me back onto the bed with a fist.

'What's next?' he says rummaging back in the box, 'let me see!' He selects the sexy lingerie between his massive thumb and forefinger; there size reducing the skimpy panties to mere wisps of material.

'I saw you admiring these earlier,' he said yanking my T-shirt over my head. I was powerless, my head dizzy, unable to cry out and incredibly weak. Physically drained, my mind spinning from the effect of the whisky laced coffee I couldn't stop him wrapping the bra around my chest and clicking it securely in place. I feebly struggle in a vain attempt to twist it off but he grips my slender arms in a vice-like hold and forces them through the spaghetti like shoulder straps. Bra in place my torso takes on an immediate transformation I twist, I squirm, try to shout but Brad simply smirks like a successful bounty hunter and snaps the heavy handcuffs on my tiny wrists like bracelets. I pull my arms apart in anger, the chain clinking as they spring taut, reducing my movements to a few meagre centimetres. Despondent and defeated I flop back on the bed. Brad grins triumphantly, rubs his beard thoughtfully and whips the bed sheets off me exposing my briefs and long smooth legs.

'Who's a pretty girl,' he sneers, his eyes scanning my shapely limbs. 'This lacy bra is so becoming. It really is you. You must wear one more often, I don't know why I hadn't thought of it before.'

My eyes widen in shame and I emit a long blood-curling wail but Brad ignores my pleas and rummages in a draw. He finds some old socks and roughly stuffs then into the cups giving my body an enviable hourglass figure. I could tell by the broad grin on his face and the growing bulge in his boxers that he was pleased.

I sob like a child and tears run down my face. Why? I ask myself, why?

'I want you to dress for me,' he said throwing me the black lace panties and silk seamed stockings. 'You've a body that obviously is destined to be a girls.'