(>39) She obeys.

"Yes! That's what I want! And I will always get what I want!"

As reason left Jen, her hands started moving on their own accord. As soon as they felt latex, they clutched it and pulled it out. Intensive touching helped to identify it as a latex top with supportive ribbing for breasts, open neckine and laces going from the bottom all the way up. Above the neckline the top ended with a functional collar that, when laced, would help in keeping a perfect posture. The top of the collar was reinforced with a tougher material.

As Jen prepared to put it on, she was surpried to discover that the top was generously lubed already.

"So convenient and hospitable. Let's not disappoint the Master of this place."

She dove into the latex pool. Maybe it was not so bad that she could not see herself doing it, as it allowed her other senses to become more prominent in catching the moment. With a pop her head emerged out of the collar part, then her arms got through the sleeves and, finally, she settled her breasts in place.

"This piece is somewhat loose down there" — she said while getting rid of the wrinkles. — "I need to tighten the laces somehow."

She struggled to reach them on the back, but did not find a way to tighten them. None of them were sticking out.

"Get it done quicker! We're losing the tension! Don't you feel it in the air?"

Jen's fingers went up to the collar and finally found a small button. When the girl pressed it, the laces started tightening on their own with a hissing sound! Whatever was loose before became very tight around Jen's body. Her breasts were now squeezed tightly by the strict ribbing, and her neck barely allowed bending in any direction.

"I'm more restricted now, but it feels so good..."

"And the fun is only beginning! Grab it all. Everything. It is yours by right. You earned it with your gorgeousness."