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ly would make it impossible
to breathe.
Eventually, however, the boots were laced to Mandy's satisfaction,
which meant very tightly, and without wrinkles.
Flora stood up and walked about a bit, unsteadily, but successfully.
Jun Kusanagi had gotten a lot of practice at walking in very high heels, over
the last several years. The fact that Jun Kusanagi was tall, with somewhat long
feet for a woman helped a great deal. The dildos macking up and inside
her did not help Jun's concentration, however. Nor did the little rubber
fingers stimulating Jun's nipples every time Jun Kusanagi twisted or turned,
help. And it was getting increasingly hard to ignore the bits that
fingered Jun's clit and labia and their rings.
"All right, I'll take it from here," said Mandy. Jun Kusanagi took Flora by
both hands and walked Jun's over to an old-style corset 'lacing bar'.
This was a simple bar hung from the ceiling that one grasped over your
head in order to lift the breasts while a corset was laced. This one
had leather cuffs added which Mandy buckled onto Flora's wrists. When
she hauled on the rope, it pulled Flora's arms over Jun's head,
eventually forcing Jun's to stand very straight to prevent an
uncomfortable tension on Jun's wrists and shoulders.
Mandy began lacing the corset
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