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A story.... So you awaken, and immediately you remember today is the day we meet. You check the table, the ticket is still there, we will meet in Paris, at the hotel. In the shower you check, you're waxed, clean. Then you dress for the airport. As instructed, black suspender belt, metal clasps as you attach the sheer seamed stockings. You think of me as you run your fingers your legs fit them tight, and admire the view in the full length mirror as you straighten the seams. Leather thong next, as instructed you have removed the gusset, so your<b> shaven </font></b>cunt will feel is the raw leather. then the steel buttplug. It's not nolg but it's thick, and you allow yourself a gasp as you press it inside you. Next the skimpy blouse, silk, white. Your nipples grow hard as you realise that there is no escaping any eye that catches you that there is no bra, no protection...your arousal will be obvious. The latex skirt I sent you lies there. Can, you, could you? Then I text you - it's as if I was watching you. 'Put it on' So of course you do. It's so tight, so shiny. The sound of it as you pull it over your hips.... You even sniff your fingers as you struggle pull the zip even tighter onto you. Just the shoes now. You laugh - the thigh boots are packed so you find the 4 inch heels, patent of course. Admiring yourself in the mirror, you feel good, but then the horn of a taxi tells you it's time to go. Grab your bags, coat under your arms and here you go. The taxi driver is pleasant - you'd probably even flirt with this older guy, but the feel of the nylon stockings, the leather thong, the silk blouse and the short latex skirt are sending you somewhere, as I text again... 'Concentrate' So you do, as he pulls at the airport. My instructions are show yourself those inside, after you check in your bag that is full of toys and fetish wear.... Then you go to security... You can feel the eyes you, your skirt so tight over the stockings, your tits obviously aroused, and the alarm sounds... Pulled out of the queue, so many eyes are upon you as the young girl in the tight uniform brings the hand held device up and down your body They watch as she smiles at you, and shows where the metal object is. 'Walk this way' she says. So you gather your tray of belongings and follow.... |
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It must be the way my mind works but as soon as I read the words "airport" and "metal clasps", I thought "She's going to get stopped by security!" - I hadn't even got as far as the butt plug  Interesting start. xx  "People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do."
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Aeropuerto y metal ... Disfruté la lectura, saludos Y quizás un instante sirva para trazar el camino que me guíe hacia tus ojos.
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