Bondage Garb

When he comes back, I can see he's excited about his discovery. In his hands, he has a black lace bra that conceals nothing, including my nipples. It would run solely under my jugs, supporting them but leaving them fully exposed. Underneath he has a micro g-string, also black, along with another article of clothing.

I signed and pulled the g-string on. It fit my contours great, though it left much of them exposed. It also made me quite apparent that I was becoming wet in ways I'd rather not admit to in casual conversation.

I put the top on next, feeling it push up on my breasts, making my jugs appear even larger than they already were. I looked up and saw the other garment, and realized why they had it. It had two loops of fabric, with a small length of fabric connecting them together. It was a bondage outfit, and the last piece was the handcuffs. I chuckled at the thought, despite it all. I couldn't help but wonder if I'd enjoy being tied up in He held them out, and asked "Would be willing to wear the whole outfit? I would think you enjoy wearing it."

I paused, and asked, "Hmm, I don't know". I paused thinking, biting my lower lip; a nervous twitch I could never break free of. The guys, and some of the ladies, liked it too much. "You really think I would enjoy it?"

"We do. I know I will." His friend says from behind. I can't help but let out a quick laugh, startled at the truth of his statement.