Practice

Lauren followed the woman into a dressing room. She stood still as the woman stripped her. As she stood naked, the woman ran a finger between Lauren's breasts, sending a shiver up Lauren's spine, yet turning her on. She traced Lauren's breasts before helping her into the outfit.

Lauren barely remembered getting into the get up. She also could not take her eyes off of the woman. She was breathing heavily. "Bend over," said the woman.

Lauren bent over. She squealed as the woman twisted the anal plug with horse tail into her rectum. "One more thing," the woman said. She slipped the bridle over Lauren's head and put the rubber bit into her mouth.

Lauren clamped her teeth down as if by instinct. The anal plug was painful, but she enjoyed it.

The woman looked Lauren up and down. "You look perfect. Your fellow party guests will be so jealous."

Lauren had forgotten about the party, which was the main reason to buy the outfit. All she could think of how how aroused she felt and how she could not take her eyes off of this woman. The woman took Lauren by the shoulders and turned her towards a full length mirror. Lauren's eyes went wide. A part of her told her she looked ridiculous and this was a humiliating mistake, but a larger feeling of sexual energy overrode that.

The woman grabbed the reins attached to the bridle and let Lauren to the back of the store and then outside. Lauren walked outside to a large courtyard. The first thing she saw shocked her: A woman in a similar outfit was pulling another woman on a small buggy. The woman on the buggy was dressed like a dominatrix

"That's just Mistress Rebecca helping another...client," said the woman in the riding outfit.

Lauren turned around. The woman holding her reins raised an eyebrow. "Ready for some practice?"