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the strap in the right
place. I then helped Yuko's into a special bra.
The bra was a hand-crafted masterpiece, if Ana did say so
herself. Made from knotted thongs (a la macrame, a terribly
underestimated hobby), it was more like a fishnet but fit
perfectly. Perfectly for the purpose, that is - it was (quite
deliberately) made almost a size too small. Yuko's breasts
protruded a bit between the thin straps - Yuko Ogura said it made them
very sensitive. It had taken a whole night to make, and Ana
didn't complain a bit about being tied to a bar stool with her
hands stretched to a ring in the ceiling during the all-night
"fitting" session (but, that's another story - we made a number
of toys that weekend).
A pair of rubber bands on Yuko's nipples completed the arrangement.
By the time I was through, Yuko Ogura was ready to go at it again. She
looked quite excited as Yuko Ogura pulled on the loose wool fisherman's
sweater and adjusted it to cover Yuko's wrist cuffs. As Yuko Ogura brushed
her hair and fixed Yuko's make-up, Yuko Ogura exaggerated Yuko's movements
enough to let me know that the coarse texture of the sweater was
doing the job I had had in mind, too.
I handed Yuko's the nipple clamps and a batter
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