The Antique Shop

The shop was down a small crooked alleyway off a side street, it was simply called 'the Antique Shop' the shop certainly looked like an antique. It had an old fashion sort of class window with a lot of fancy dark varnished wood work and scrolling old fashioned glass. Toyah noted a very large and very modern shutter that could come down to cover the entire entrance and window of the shop the grill was in a color that blended with the rest of the old world aesthetic the owner was certainly prepared. Looking around it was perhaps not the most savory part of town.

The door opened easily and a little jingle played when she stepped on the mat. She casually looked around the shop there was a bit of bric-a-brac but the bulk of the items in the shop the merchandise appeared to be centered around show business, selling memorabilia autographs posters props costumes. Some were from magicians  this was what particularly caught her fancy, tricks books these interested Toyah more she had collected small items since she was a little girl, she fancied herself an amateur magician. The shopkeeper appeared from behind a display “Are you Toyah?” she paused “Yes you must be Sarah.” Sarah was a red head she was about five one freckles with a short bob of hair. She wore a calf length pale blue dress with one inch heeled sandals, she possessed an intelligent pair of green eyes, observing her new customer intently. Toyah was a brunet with shoulder length hair in a pony tail. She towered over the shopkeeper being five foot eleven with four inch knee length black boots, the boots featured a heel like a stiletto but a bit thicker. Her inquisitive brown eyes darted around the room taking everything in she had some serious curves hidden beneath a jacket and jumper.

“I believe that you were interested in a unique item that I found at a storage bin sale.” She went and retrieved a fairly heavy box from under the counter, it was an almost black dark stained hardwood box it rattled with a metallic jingle as the contents shifted inside as it moved. Toyah moved forwards in anticipation as the shop owner released two catches then slowly opened the box Toyah's eyes lit up.

Sarah with a little gasp as she took the weight held up the shiny item, she was on full sales mode allowing the customer to see the full effect of the intricate and somehow beautiful creation. “The steel dress as this garment is called was originally constructed of a female magician in the forties. It was an impressive item and certainly drew attention to the performer. She had the stage name of Midnight Mistress of Magic, you can see from the details if you look closely, all her props were initialed MMM.” Toyah took a closer look seeing the engraved details on the waist and collar of the garment. Sarah continued “her real name was Myrtle brown, she successfully toured for ten years with the steel dress escape being her signature performance.”

Toyah stood to one side of the counter she thought about the history of this item, with a considerable effort and the use of a pair of short steps Sarah held the garment up against her customer allowing her to see it fully. It was not a certainty to guarantee a sale but it certainly helped if a customer touched an item. The tactile experience was enough some times to complete a sale. When someone picked something up they could form a bond with it see it as there property they didn't want to let go, especially with something as unique as this little treasure Sarah continued with her sales pitch. 
“You are fairly lucky Toyah that this is about your size, its still a mystery how miss Midnight managed to escape from it. As you can see it is manufactured from a variety of chain-mail often called ring mail.” Toyah reached out and touched it bending further forward to look at the detailed workmanship. 

The shop owner continued with a highly detailed description of the restraint “Each large ring, well the term is relative is technically only six milometers on the internal diameter. Each ring is linked to every other similar ring by a smaller ring at a right angle this particular pattern is called a six in one.” Toyah looked slightly confused so Sarah went into a little more detail on the jackets construction, “that is to say each ring is linked to six other rings, it is fiendishly hard to open as it is manufactured from stainless steel with each link welded closed. I have not been able to work out how to get out of the jacket and I have examined it closely having some experience with other magicians props.”

Toyah picked up one of the sleeves of the garment examining the mitten at the end turning it over in her hands Sarah explained there function. “The steel dress was very tightly tailored the arms are very narrow restrictively so. Instead of the garment ending in simple sleeves it ends in two curved metallic mittens designed to hug around the wearers body when closed. They are hinged at the front of the mitten just past the finger tip and lock like a form fitting restraint completely immobilizing the fingers and the hand.”

Toyah ran her hand over the beautiful piece of workmanship imagining her hands trapped within. Sarah continued “They have a layer of leather on the inside that seems to have been formed around the shape of a hand. I suspect that they used a wooden template in the construction, the mittens are secure and yet comfortable with a layer of thick cloth padding between the metal and the leather. The two mittens are locked together behind the wearers back with a rigid length of curved steel bar that traps the arms in a tight hug.” Toyah held the end of the bar connected to one mitten on a swivel joint up against the other mitten the end would fit in to a slot and would then lock in place. Sarah smiled seeing that Toyah had understood how it fitted together. She continued her explanation “this allows almost no movement due to the front and side loops of chain which the arms are passed through, even if there was any slack there isn't anything a woman could do with it to help her escape.” Toyah looked at the jacket it would be very hard to get out off.

Sarah got tired from holding up the steel dress she put it down in the counter top, she gestured towards it. “You will note the jacket portion ends in a tight high stainless steel collar and waist belt, each is composed of two inches of solid stainless steel the edge rolled in on itself for comfort for the wearer, the two halves lock with a study padlock each.” Toyah admired the craftsmanship it gave shape to the garment and substantially reinforced it. Sarah rolled the garment over to give her customer a look at the other side. “The back if the jacket section has a series of alternating rings just large enough for a chain to be passed through them, almost zipping the two sides of the garment together. The chain in fixed at the top of the collar and just reaches the waist belt ensuring that it it very tight with almost no slack.” Toyah ran her fingers over the back of the garment and felt inside it was very smooth all the pictures she had seen had shown midnight the mistress of magic wearing a silk shirt underneath the garment, probably to eliminate any chafing and to keep the cold steel insulated away form her skin.  

Slowly with a tiny key Sarah disconnected the skirt portion of the dress from the top jacket unlocking about eight locked connections. She showed Toyah two chains running from the front of the waist to the back where the ends seemed to tuck away inside the back of the waist belt. Sarah held up one of the chains. “It is a little redundant considering the rest of the garment but there are two crotch straps, well chains they go from front to back locking quite securely locking to the belt, then as you see the skirt section clips onto the waist belt with eight of these locking clasps.” she paused thinking “it was probably stepped into then pulled up over the legs, the restraint could be worn without it. But then it is more of a steel jacket than a steel dress if you think about it, I have records that it was mostly used as a complete garment I would say it looked more impressive.”

Toyah looked hesitant she sighed her shoulders sloping “It is a lovely piece of history an excellent piece of craftsmanship, but I am still not sure that I have budgeted to pay what you want for it. I know you have spent a lot of effort researching it so you know what its worth but I am still not convinced that I can afford the price to add it to my collection.

Sarah stroked her on the arm “I guess your not sure about it why don't you try it on to get a feel for it.” A light or a spark flashed across Toyah's eyes, she quickly tried to hide it but Sarah spotted it. Eventually after ten seconds with a hint of reluctantly with Sarah looking at her, Toyah stood in the middle of the shop with her arms out ready to receive the garment.

An authoritative tone crept into Sarah's voice “Good girl first take your jacket off and the jumper just leave your top on.” Toyah felt goose bumps travel down her spine she was not sure why but she liked to be ordered around like that, she took her jacket off and folded it up off came her jumper. She stood there hesitantly looking down at her boots and jeans. Sarah grinned “you can keep the boots on.” 

Sarah slowly slid the jacket up as she guided Toyah's hands into the sleeves, she moved around the back of her customer getting a firm grip on the garment by the shoulders and helping to slowly work it up her arms. “Now just feel the weight of the jacket” Toyah was impressed by the weight it felt solid something to last the ages, something that was solid yet refined in a way, but she had to admit bloody heavy. She gasped as Sarah let her take almost the full weight “It must be very solid its impressive.”

Toyah found her progress very slow the sleeves of the garment were very narrow, she pushed her arms in but they didn't seem to want to go, “Is there some trick to getting it on or am I just a little to large?” Sarah calmly talked her through it “now you just need to twist your arms about a bit, let me get a better grip on the shoulders and pull, there in you go just keep twisting.” Slowly Toyah found her arms being swallowed up by the sleeves she could imagine just how difficult it would be to get out of the garment to do this in reverse, she could feel an anticipation spreading through her body.  

Sarah gently opened the back of the collar and pulled firmly, Toyah found the open garment draped over her chest and her shoulders her arms were all the way in her fingers touching the leather lining in the mittens. With the weight of the garment centered it was no longer pulling her forwards and was much easier to deal with. However she found that the collar was pinching into her neck a little uncomfortably. Sarah advised her “tilt your neck back just a little more now let me just lock the collar.” Toyah found her head held rigidly and reasonably comfortably in place within the jacket. She felt a shiver travel down her spine as the lock clicked shut, she would not be getting out of the garment until Sarah let her out. She could not look down she was forced to adopt a better posture with her back ramrod straight. “It a bit more restrictive than I had imagined” Sarah nodded in agreement and winked.

Sarah grabbed the two ends of the waist belt with a little effort and a unladylike like grunt of exertion she pulled them apart. She wrapped the bottom of the garment around Toyah's waist. It was quite tight and there must have been maybe a two or two and a half inch gap at the back. Sarah felt the weight of the garment distributed around her hips as well. It was certainly more bearable but she was conscious of the gap in the jacket she could feet it. She murmured with some regret “I guess it wont fit a pity.” Sarah shook her head “Nonsense I will make it fit, the waist belt will be really tight take a deep breath out pull your shoulders back.” Toyah was hesitant but she complied she was willing to give it a go, there was a creak and the belt was almost closed Sarah put a little more effort in and the belt locked tight. Toyah breathed a little sigh it felt like she was in a vice and yet she felt the entire process to be some how exciting.

Sarah reached out and grabbed Toyah's right hand she started to fiddle with the steel mitten Toyah felt it close, her fingers gently forced into an arched shape. Sarah reassured her “now let me just snap the covers over your hands they are now trapped nice and tight and snug you cant even move your fingers right?” there was a click and Toyah tried to wiggle her fingers she confirmed, “Its quite tight there is a gap for each finger and the leather is tightly pressed against my hands. I cant even wiggle my fingers but its not painful or even that uncomfortable.” Toyah held out her left hand for the same treatment. One short click later and her other hand was just as firmly bound. The mittens gripped her wrists quite tightly as well Toyah still had no idea how the magician managed to get out of this thing but then that was the point of a magic trick after all.

Sarah moved behind Toyah and started to lace up the back of the garment. She moved slowly and spoke gently so as not to alarm Toyah, who couldn't turn around to look due to the collar, “Now I need you to breath out I am just linking the back together its almost like lacing eyelets but with a bit of chain, now its going to get a bit tighter.” Sarah gave the chain at the back a tug, Toyah's eyes seemed to bulge for a second and she gasped. “I cant breath give me a few seconds its a bit hot in this thing.” Sarah gave Toyah about half a minute to recover then whet about tightening the garment again, threading and pulling the chain through the links one at a time. Almost stitching the back of the garment together, it had a lot of links it was a piece of very fine workmanship.

After a few more loops Toyah started to pant and complain again, her lungs were being compressed by the garment and she was not used to wearing anything so tight and restrictive. There was an edge of worry to her voice “It feels like my waist is in a vice, cant you just leave it a open a little bit?” Sarah took a serious more commanding tone, “this was custom made it doesn't have much slack in it, stop complaining and breath out.” Toyah had come quite far already she took a deep breath accepting she had to endure a little discomfort to satisfy her curiosity.  Sarah had to pull harder and harder to get the next part of the chain in, it was a considerable effort to get each link to join up. Toyah could feel her body protesting at what was effectively a steel corset clamped down relentlessly on her midsection.

Sarah pulled with all her might Toyah was a little bit of a bigger girl than the original occupant of the garment, it would take a bit more persuasion to get it to closed but she was only a few loops away. She gasped “there I almost have it just a bit more and I can lock it.” Toyah exclaimed in little more than a whisper “hurry up I can't hold it much longer.” There was a dull but audible click as the end of the chain fitted into a slot on the belt. The jacket didn't look quite right there was still a little bit of chain lose, the two sides didn't seem to line up perfectly. Sarah looked at it for a second and remembered something she pulled out a key from the box she inserted it into the belt and slowly turned it the chain got tighter and tighter until the edges of the garment were very taught neatly lining up she removed the key. Sarah ran her hands around Toyah's body checking the garment, “there nice and secure.” Toyah moved about in the jacket section it felt quite odd to wear. It was interesting though she was about to ask to be released but she hesitated Sarah looked her in the eyes and grinned gently reaching out towards her right hand.

Sarah slowly maneuvered her right arm down towards her waist Toyah looked a little nervous she wasn't sure if she wanted to go this far Sarah reassured her “now just relax I am going to feed your right arm through the chain loops then your left arm.” The mitten on the end of the sleeve fitted through the front loop then just barely fitted through the side loop. Sarah had to struggle to get the second arm through the middle loop, there was little space then another struggle with the second side loop she patted Toyah on the shoulder reassuring her as she moved behind her. “Now just relax I have to pull the two ends together and lock this bar between the two steel mittens behind you, breath in a bit we are almost there.” Toyah gave a little conciliatory nod as if to say go ahead, Sarah grabbed one mitten around the wrist and the other sleeve by the the bar attached to the end of the mittens. She pulled sharply the two end met and slotted together there was a series of clicks and they were firmly joined together.

Toyah could feel her arms protest but when she tried to relieve the pressure on them there was nothing, they were going to remain exactly where they had been put. She squirmed about a bit, it was not as bad as she first feared. Sarah stroked her chin in an affectionate way “good girl feel how secure that is.” Toyah could feel the excitement in her voice as she started to really test the restrictive restraint fighting against it with all she was worth, “amazing I cant move my hands an inch either way its so tight perfectly form fitting!” She tried to twist her torso around to maneuver her hands to pull or push in any way but she count move her arms against the tight metallic garment. After a few minutes she started to pant there really wasn't much fight in her with the jacket section so tight over her ribs and waist she was quickly out of breath.

Sarah gave Toyah a little space to experiment with the restriction of her arms, she slowly moved about for a few minutes giving the restraint a full test to see how it restricted her movements. She turned to the shopkeeper “thanks for giving me the whole experience I would have chickened out quite a wile ago if you hadn't pushed me.” Sarah grinned a wicked wicked grin shaking her head as she advanced on Toyah, “I am not finished by any measure, now just relax as I get the two crotch chains nice and tight.” She moved behind her and reached between Toyah's legs. Toyah froze for a second unsure if she wanted this, Sarah took along time to slowly reach between Toyah's legs brushing past her thighs very closely she gathered up the two chains and slowly pulled back. Toyah squirmed at the touch pulling her legs together gasping slightly as Sarah's hand caressed her and the chains rubbed between her legs.

Sarah linked the two chains up one by one to the belt, they had mechanisms so that after the end was fed in a few turns of a key would pull the chain in further causing it to disappeared into the belt link by link. Sarah tightened the chains with a few turns of the key and playfully smacked Toyah on her nice round bottom. She grinned as Toyah let out another sound half way between a squeal and a moan. “I guess you liked me doing that let me make them just a little bit tighter for you.” With a few more turns of the key the chains started to dig into Toyah's round buttocks framing them, Toyah giggled a bit at the sensation, “your not objecting so I will make them even tighter my you are turning red.” As Sarah continued to tighten the chains using the key Toyah just managed to muffle a moan that escaped from her lips. She was a little aroused and a little embarrassed she blushed even more and denied it but not very convincingly, “No I'm not I just seem to be having a hot flush just now.” Sarah was certainly enjoying the view it had to be the most fun she had with a sales pitch in years.

Toyah now experimented with moving in the jacket with the duel crotch chains she found herself not able to move as far, without experiencing some unanticipated side effects that made her face even redder she soon found herself panting. Sarah walked over to where she had put down the other half of the steel dress she grinned and turned to Toyah holding the item out in her hands, “Now to add the skirt I could have you step into it but it is quite heavy and quite tight best if you just sit down and I just slip it up your legs.” Toyah was again in two minds one half of her was saying it was too dangerous to be so completely restrained in private with a woman she didn't know it was time to get out. The other part of her brain was using the same facts to a different effect wasn't it thrilling and dangerous to be so tightly restrained by a mysterious beautiful woman shouldn't she go the extra mile. In the end Toyah put up a token protest as she started to  anticipate wearing the full outfit and took a half step towards a chair “um don't you think that will be a lot off effort? Isn't it a bit redundant?”

Sarah had to agree on that point slowly she nodded “yes it is but you have to try it for the full experience, I want to see you in it and you want to experience the entire package don't you?” Toyah tried to look down but couldn't due to the collar she paused of a few seconds thinking “I suppose your right.” She took a few more steps towards the chair shuffled round and carefully sat down. She had to take a great deal of care with her movements, without her arms to balance or to catch hold of something if she slipped and fell. Sarah knelt down in front of her and gathered up the metallic skirt it would soon be tightly encasing Toyah's lovely legs linked firmly to the wide steel belt as it was designed to.

Toyah raised her feet slightly allowing Sarah to move the skirt under her feet and start moving it up her shoes, she moved a little Sarah directed her to remain still “now keep your feet together and just raise them off the floor a bit more.” She started to pull the sheath of metal links over Toyah's boots and up the heels caught on the material. Sarah shook the skirt freeing it and continued to pull it up her legs, with her feet at the right angle it was easy to slide the skirt up her legs. “Keep your toes pointed keep your feet together let me just get your heels where it caught relax.” Toyah was excited and nervous in equal amounts as she surrendered her last bit of freedom. She apologized for shifting about “I'm just a bit nervous I have collected these sorts of items for years but I have never worn something like this!” Sarah already had the skirt most of the way it just had to go past the widest part of her thighs and her round bottom.

Sarah had made a slight miscalculation the skirt would be quite a bit tighter on Toyah than she initially anticipated, she had to struggle and push to get it to squeeze over Toyah's thighs and it was an equal effort to pull it up to her round peachy derriere. She huffed “now just scoot forward a bit on the chair let me connect the first clasp now stand up so I can reach the rest.” Toyah tried to move forwards but she had a lot more trouble moving than she thought she would have, the skirt was that tight as she moved forwards she slowly wiggled deeper into the skirt, finally Sarah got her breath back she pulled Toyah forwards “let me help you.” eventually getting her that last bit of the way into the skirt pulling her to stand fully up. Toyah tried to move her legs dramatically underestimating how tight a hobble it would be, she gasped in amazement “Its so tight already I cant believe it.” Sarah grinned she was pretty sure a sale was guaranteed but she wanted to finish it off she was a little bit of a perfectionist.

Sarah took her time slowly walking around Toyah linking the clasps form the skirt to the belt, one by one admiring the view the way the steel dress clung so tightly to its victim. How truly helpless she was to resist in any way it caused a certain effect on Sarah to have this power over another woman, her hand lingered over Torah's bottom. Toyah didn't seem to mind, finally satisfied she turned to her customer “There you go all done do you feel how secure it is?” Toyah made several attempts to struggle frantically Sarah stood there ready to catch her before Toyah gave it her final verdict. “Your right its really secure, I can hardly move from the spot its so tight my legs are held together I can barely shuffle, I can barely squirm with my arms locked in this position. I can move them up and down about an inch and even that is exhausting. I can hardly take a shallow breath and every time I do struggle the crotch chains encourage me to keep still, they are certainly how shall I put it distracting!” The steel dress looked pristine while Toyah looked exhausted hot and sweaty red but it also looked like she was enjoying herself, especially the resistance from the crotch chains whenever she tried to move. 

Sarah took a step back admiring the view, “yes its hard to move and hard to breath and hobbles your step to nothing. But you look absolutely fantastic I think you are quite a bit bustier than the original Midnight mistress of magic, I guess its the right shape but it must be quite a lot tighter.” Sarah gently stroked her over her chest a swift caress, Toyah tried to look down at her compacted bust she squirmed around against the jacket she had so little movement she giggled “you can bet on that.” Sarah looked at her a mischievous grin on her face “If you can get out of that restraint you can have it for free!” Toyah's eyes lit up like headlights “You really mean it” Sarah nodded she was sure that it was a safe bet she just wanted an excuse to see Toyah squirming around inside the tight steel dress. She grinned “I will get us a cup of tea let me just close up the shop while you try to get out.” It was easy to shut the door and drop the shutter. Sarah could watch from the back of the shop as the kettle boiled. It was certainly a pleasant view as a determined Toyah desperately threw herself at the immovable restraint proving that it was as solid as ever, however her determination didn't flag as the jacket continued to keep her a sexy wriggling package not getting an extra millimeter of slack from her restraints though she did create a metallic jingling sound as she struggled that made a pleasant back ground noise.

Sarah watched from behind as Toyah's round rear squirmed about in the tight dress, she tried to find any weakness in its construction there were none. Sarah was sure it was escape proof, but it did give a fantastic almost hypnotizing view she grinned and walked over setting the cups of tea down. Well she had a fine bone china cup Toyah had a plastic mug. Sarah moved in from behind her gently stroking her neck with her left hand the arm slowly moved around to something closer to a head lock. Holding Toyah still around the neck while she held the cup up to her face, after all she didn't want hot tea spilled over her customer her self or her shop. “Hear let me hold the cup up for you to drink, fiendishly tight isn't it?” Toyah wheezed taking shallow breaths against the restrictive garment then a few sips from the offered heavily sugared cup of tea she gasped, “Thanks its exhausting trying to fight against this thing its so tight and heavy I don't think I have any chance but I'm not giving up yet!” Sarah helped Toyah finish off the rest of her tea then she got her own cup reclining in a chair to watch the show as Toyah continued to struggle in vain against the tight restraint.

Sarah slowly watched Toyah struggle it was quite a spectators sport, she found her own breathing slowly getting faster and faster in anticipation as Toyah threw herself against the restraint with renewed vigor. Eventually Sarah put her empty cup and sorcerer down, a few minutes later she checked her watch Toyah had made no progress but was utterly exhausted. Sarah gently helped lower her to a sitting position on the floor before she fell over, Sarah sighed “well its been fifteen minutes and you haven't made any progress I am going to get us some scones and cream be back in ten minutes.” Toyah panted “don't give up on me just yet midnight mistress of magic must have had a trick to get out of this thing I will find it.”

Sarah disappeared out to what must have been a small kitchen at the back of the shop. Toyah rolled around on the floor struggling against the tight steels relentless embrace. The four inch heels were not a very good idea for this exercise, eventually she got to a position where she was sitting up kneeling off the floor. A little later Sarah came out of the back of the shop. She put a tray down and with some considerable effort pulled Toyah to her feet again she grinned in anticipation, “well it looks like I'm gong to have to feed you by hand again sit down.” Toyah slowly shuffled over to a chair “let me help you down your turning red aren't your cute.” Toyah had more thoughts and feelings running through her body the tight restraint being reliant on this beautiful woman was certainly having a few unexpected effects on her. Sara leaned in forwards looking Toyah deep in the eyes she held up a scone with cream and jam on it Toyah took a small bite from it, Sarah took a bite from it when Toyah came to take a second bite she played with her pulling it away, slowly the plate of scones disappeared the two woman got closer and closer.

Sarah slowly reached up and grasped the collar of the jacket pulling Toyah down and forwards into her face. Toyah expected a kiss but then Sarah moved past her so that her lips were next to her ear she whispered “do you want to continue trying to escape from that somewhere a bit more private dear?” A red faced Toyah looked at her stunned for a second her mind processing the invitation, slowly she nodded in confirmation an eager excited look bringing a big grin across her face. Sarah pulled her forwards hugging her almost as tightly as she was hugging herself, it was a moment that seemed to last quite a long time. Toyah was speechless and Sarah was in a frame of mind to do rather than say, her mind raced and new possibilities and anticipations opened up in front of her.

Toyah wanted to hug Sarah back she squirmed again the jacket trying to return the hug or at least convey her desires without breaking the silence. They didn't need words in that moment Sarah kissed her on the lips, Toyah stopped fighting against the tight metal bonds she was never going to get out and at that moment she didn't want to. She wanted that moment to go on and on she was trapped in a perfect place a perfect moment, she could not conceive of a better place to be a more perfect way to feel or a more lovely companion to share it with.

A little bit later the two of them had made it to Sarah's bed room above the shop, half of it was one king sized bed with a giant fluffy mattress and an ornate head board. The other half of the room was an office for the young business woman. Wrapped in the sheets panting breathlessly Toyah had lost the bottom section of the steel skirt as well as her jeans her socks and panties. She was still wearing the boots however she had gained a pair of old fashioned shackles with a two foot chain. She had suffered or enjoyed in truth a bit of both having the crotch chains on the jacket tightened until she was begging. Beneath the sheet Sarah wore considerably less and despite much exertion the jacket was just as solid and escape proof as ever. Sarah was just as exhausted and slowly unwrapped herself from the blankets as soon as she had her breath back they might start round three.

Toyah spoke just getting her words out her breathing was rapid as she could only pull in shallow breaths with the tight jacket, “I have a proposition for you I will pay the price you wanted for the steel dress. But I will only pay it off ten a week you keep it hear and eventually I will buy it outright.” Sarah whet over the implications of that little proposal in her mind she was very eager to accept. Sarah grinned impishly “agreed that suites me fine, it means that you have to come hear every week for a couple of years whatever shall we do?” Toyah grinned at her smiling all sorts of possibles flowed through both girls minds there were so many things that they could do together.

Sarah kissed her on the lips she dived into the nightstand then held up a large round blue ball gag, it must have been over two inches in diameter reluctantly Toyah accepted it. The gag would ensure that the neighbors had a good night sleep no matter how much noise Toyah tired to make, as the two off them continued to play around with their new found relationship.