With a soft click, the camera turned itself off, the puddle rising again into another avatar, an elegant young woman in what seemed to be a tuxedo. "Bravo, Miss Smith Bravo. Wonderful show."

Slowly, she stepped towards the girl, raching out to teasingly caress her nipples as she drew close, then tug on them hard as her fingers formed into chains around the rings while she tugged on the flesh surrounding them.

Taking her hand, she lead her towards the door, ever so slowly, playing up the suspense for all it was worth.

"Mister Clear will see you now."

The voice tugged me from me revelry. Heat rose to me face as I suddenly sat up an tried to cover me self, but it twas too late by far, the shimmering woman reaching out with a hand, shifting as her fingers reached the rings chaining me sensitive nubs, binding me in a way more secure than any other chains could. To have me flesh ripped asunder….or to do as I wuz commanded no matter how much it hurt me foolish pride.

Oh how I wanted to see this thing suffer at me hands for the embarrassment, the humiliation…an mostly for making me feel I had no choice, that I wuzn’t in charge. Still I held me head high an put me head in hers….

“So yah gonna carry me…” gesturing down to the bar tween me ankles… “Guess not” some guys are so thoughtless. Hoping off the bench an a waddling like some duck I went beside her concentrating on always moving forward. The solid wood door with its metal reinforcement loomed ahead. The figure stopped in front of the door, an I rubbed me self against her smooth skin.

“So you his secretary or sum thing….maybe we should have sum fun first.” Winking, with me left eye. “Maybe removing the pole would allow some really neat positions.”

Slowly, the glass secretary opened the door.
As the light flooded the room, the tentacle connecting her to the thing's main dody became obvious.

"We're actually part of the same body, Miss Smith. It's sometimes helpful to be in two places at once.

The light in the room was bright, almost blinding, and she could see the thing's body twisting and contorting into vast and improbable shapes, on the floor, the ceiling, the surface of the table...

That's when it would become obvious. Except for the chains and shackles, polished to a high shine so she could see her reflection in them, everything, every surface of the room, was covered in mirrors.

The secretary melted as the door slammed shut behind her, the spreader falling to the floor.

"Welcome to the funhouse, Cassie. I'm certain you can see yourself enjoing this."

With a careful step forward, the door disappeared behind me, the wooden pole falling to the ground. Everywhere, going off to infinity was a girl, her red hair matted an sweaty, naked from the waist up, the high full breasts quivering as she breathed. Still about her hips were them fishnet stockings, stocking in name only, the large diamonds leaving her bare mound uncovered an vulnerable. Upon her feet were the black leather boots with their high heals. It wuz like being in one of them fun houses that the carnival had when it came to town. Though not even that had the quality this did.

The light sources were all cleverly hidden, the mirrors of amazing quality. Standing I could see me self upon there surfaces…reflected o’er an o’er ‘gain. Watching as the girls hands went down her smooth flesh. The proud points with there glittering gold….Oh I could enjoy this, I could think of things to do here. I ran me fingers through me long red hair, trying to make it pertier, straighten it a bit. I let it a thin sheet of hair run over me front, hiding me chest from view jus enough to make it sexy, alluring. There wuz nothing like hiding certain of a girls assets but still making it a game ‘bout what wuz seen an not seen.

“Yes…coulds have fun.” Absently answering the question as me mind went to all sorts of fantasy….I must say he had me a going like. “But a girl should have a shower an make up an stuff for she enters a room like this…be an feel real sexy.” Smirking as the thoughts hit me. “to really do this justice imagine a girl like me with a mini on, no underwear, trying to hide what can’t be hidden…oh…so cute, so vulnerable…yes….yes I’d like to borrow this room for Hanaji…maybe a friend too.”

Focusing now on one of the reflections of me ghost like wraith that inhabited the room an a grinning form ear to ear, wild an mischievous, the light dancing in the green eyes that reflected back to me. “I don’t reckon you’ll be a letting me put the shackles on yah an a having me way with yah….” Hands on me hips, I shifted me weight to one an made the reflection look as impish as I could.

"Cassie, honey," he chucklrd. "Shackles cant HOLD me. If you wanted to put me in bondage gear, you'd need to use something that's so classified you could go to jail for even knowing I'm THINKING about it."

He purrsed sensually, slinking and flowing to form a circle around her, gently running a finger long her slit and massaging her shoulders as he grabbed her wrists and ank;es again.

"I'll gladly let you, your wife, and all your various paramours use this little room. Who knows, I may even stop by from time to time... Think of this as a sort of grand opening."

"You're not dressed for the occasion though, Miss Smith... I do hope you won'd mind if I remedy that."

Slowly, oh so slowly, he began pulling down her boots and stockings. sripping her playfully. "Off with the old clothes, and on with the new. Don't worry, I've got something very special in mind to dress you in... Something very, very kinky..."

Me hand went forward, touching the clear shapeless mass that ebbed an flowed round me lost in the reflections of the mirrors…feeling something I slid me finger long it.

“Well maybe then you could pretend they held you….I mean how does one like you achieve pleasure no how…I…I wouldn’t know were to begin…ummmm…I like that….why not jus wrap your self round me an work everything at once?”

Perhaps it was a silly thing to ask, but it wuz sooo wild an soooo different that what me lover had been able to do…even when she invited somebody by for me pleasure. Pleasure, I wuz going back afire…all this thinking an feeling. The fingers a touching me, while I slide me feet further apart. Sliding downwards, talking me through the removal one boot after another. Wrists held overhead, lifting me breasts even more so in the mirrors. I watched….watched as The black leather disappeared with a gentle tug an caress of something soft an silky down the length of me leg.

The stockings wuz last, a gentle roll over me hips while I wiggled ‘gainst the touches trying to force them to other more sensitive areas. I didn’t want a complete gentleman now…no I needed to be filled, needed so much more so I would be fully satisfied. Only then would the beast be put back in his cage. Watching as the black stockings slowly wiggle down the curve of me leg I wuz struck by how sexy an vulnerable the room made me feel…

With a wink I let him know I wuz with it. “so … what’s next…Yah want me to close me eyes while yah dress me…I might be able to get used to this. Kinda like one of them silly actresses getting me hair done an makeup an stuff. “

"It's complicates, Cassie.... But let's just say I van make any body part I want to a certain degree..."

Gently, hands formed, both of the fmale avatars tepping out of him to gently caress Cassie's body, the naked one massaging her breasts as the one in the tuxedo fondled and pinched her ass.

"If you want it tp be a surprise... All right, close your eyes, and my lovely assistants will dress you. I should warm you, they still think like me..."

Slowly, one of the mirror-walls slid out of place, revealing a closet full of costumes. Stewardess, cocktail waitress, schoolgirls of bothj the Japanese and catholic varieties, nurse... Every fetish outfit possible had to have been in there.

All three of him chuckled excitedly.

"I'll coat you like you want.... But not yet."

Involuntarily I tugged at the grip upon me wrists, trying to bring me hands downwards to direct the mouths of the girl like shadows that caressed me body. Twisting me body to offer me other breast to the cool lips that caressed me nipples I let one, then the other of me points be played with. Already me heart beat faster.

“can….Can I have a moment to look….jus don’t stop touching me…I…I want …want to see” I wanted to run me hands across the clothing, to verify it wuz what is wuz, to feel the textures of silk an leather….wool an cotton. The variety of colors like that of a rainbow danced within the closet. Yes, even know I could not bring me self to part form the touches…Lifting a leg an twisting I tried to force the soft touch on me bum further along an tween me legs. Even If I could have stopped I wouldn’t of, already I wuz too far o’er the edge.

“But yes…I like that idea….let them Surprise me….ummmm, feels good….”

Softly, he tied a ribbon over her eyes to blindfold her as his other selves went to work.

Firts came the garter garter belt, slowly tracing its way up her legs, followed by a pair soft, silky panties, almost certainly crotchless from he way the air still moved over Cassie's warm, damp sex.

After that, a pair of garters for the garter belt to attach to, and then a pair of knee-high stockings for them to hold up, the caresses of the glass ladies teasingly playing across her feet, waist, and thighs. Soft, feminine giggles jingles in Cassie's ears as they kissed and stroked her thighs before moving on.

"We're just getting started, sweetie," they said in eerie unison. "But we're wondering... How's the fit?"

Closing me eyes as the silk slid over them I knew then he would not grant the request…he wuz to far down his own road for that. I had to choice but to sit back an let um do what they did…as still It felt wonderful. I so much wanted to be in charge, an it chaffed every bone in me body to stand aside. But stand aside I did, a world of sound an touch filling me every sense. I swear I could hear the soft rustle of cloth upon cloth as sum thing elastic an lacy went round me middle….the tap upon me leg…lifting one, a touch of soft silk, I set the foot back down firmly upon the mirrored surface, then rubbing me knee gains the other lifted me other foot an pointed me toes down.

Shifting jus a bit as hands slid up me legs with the almost weightless fabric fluttering ‘gainst me. Fingers adjust the edges of the panties, teasingly sliding softly ‘gainst me lips, playing in the damp edges of me. Fingers slide across the bottoms of me bare mound…air still stirs gainst me skin down tween me lets even as the panties cover me front an bum. Crouch less….no doubt sexy…an like wearing nothing at all. Now it starts to makes sense…hose next?

Garters bounce along me naked thighs, I lift a foot and hands gently unroll an then smooth the stocking upwards. Lingering to play along the inside of me thigh. White teeth show as I suck in me lower lip a gently bite down on it. I try to control me breathing, the soft intake of air…gingerly trying to expel it…to control a monster that is awake inside me. A quick lil sting of pain hits the back of me leg, a giggle following as one of um snaps the garter, proving how secure it is. Air hisses out past me lip. Another stocking rolls up me leg an I point me toe, an let the knee flow outwards, opening up the inside of me thigh. Breath flows across me skin…a cool kiss, a small flick of a tongue…another a lil higher. Me knees bend slightly, arms pulling taught as they are kept high overhead. I so want to lower me self upon that silver tongue…to feel it, yet I lack the slack to do so.

The music of voices sound upon the wind….the rise and fall of tone an pitch that fills the sentence with mirth…I am compelled to answer….

“fit…fit is gooood….jus a lil higher you teases….I reckon that this is the female equivalent to what men call a well…a ummm prick ..tease. “ I hadn’t wanted to use the word…but…well thar wuzn;t no other way an all. “I look forward to eventually seeing what you have picked out an what I look like” breath hisses inwards then out..the flick of a finger so close…so very close….” Not ghosts…not shadows….no temptresses…. Well I’m tempted to jus jump yah now yah know….”

slowly, ever so slowly, the licked her ears as they slid the bra in place, adjusting it to make sure the litttle holes in the cups lined up perfectly with her aureoles.

"Now where's the fun in that?" they purred in unison, sucking gently on her earlobes. "Trust me, we'll make you so very glad you waited."

“fun?...well…I can think of a few things.” Giggling as the tongues played cross me lobs an into me ears. Already I could feel the weight of me breasts transferred to me shoulders as the fabric kept um tight an close. Still the air upon me nipples, the way the rings could jiggle being free an all wuz sum thing new.

“Oh…I’m jus a bundle of nerves….” Feeling thar breath in me ears, a soft fluttering moistness. It wuz jus about perfect…only the lack of scent seemed to leave a lil off the sensations.

Slowly, teasingly, they pulled the sirt on, gently massaging it into place to perfectly flatter Cassie's generous curves before buttoning the sleeves at her wrists, then petting her stomach gently as they started to button their way up, caressing her body gently through the shirt as they closed it.

"It's a strangely wonderful feeling, isn't it?" they purred in unison.

Ever-so-slowly, a sil pair of shorts teased its way up Cassie's legs, a soft kiss brushing against her stomach as they tucked her shirt into it.

"This will look so cute on you..." one of them purrred, slipping a knee-high boot onto her left foot.

"And you'll feelright at home in it," added the other, sliding the right boot up Cassie's leg gently. The boots covered most, but not all, of the stockings.

Already I could see that Hanaji might have to dress me in the mornings…it wuz a delightful treat, though I suppose it might make it impossible to get going to class. Though…it would teach me to suppress me desires, make them tingle in me belly, jus a smoldering all day long till I could release them in a fury of passion upon me partner that evening.

The grin took to me face like fish in a stream, me tongue wetting down me lips with a slow swirl of its tip along thar stretched surfaces….I purred…purred in thar hands like I wuz putty. Each move, dressing me…skillfully playing cross me no covered skin. Nipples rubbing the shirt as they tucked it in, the bra keeping me points up high an proud like even as the shirt pulled ‘gainst me. Feeling like a tease…an hoping they enjoyed the view, enjoyed what they wuz doing to me.

The shorts slide gainst me bare flesh…pulling tightly cross me middle an through me crouch. As they worked upon me body I could feel the dampness spread tween me legs, an reveled in what they might think ‘bout that.

I did feel right at home…the boots, the stocking poking out thar tops with the garters pulled from under them short shorts. I could feel the room getting hotter, me own pulse thumping harder in me bound wrists, pressing gainst the binding with a thud….thud….thud…Wiggling me hips as the last boot came snugly into place an me collar pulsing round me neck in shear delight.

“So you like?....feels really good….delightful…though your hands feel even better, maybe I need a good rub down.” Giggling like the school girl I wuz….”what’cha think?”

Slowly, ever so slowly, they pulled a mirco-miniskirt up her legs, stroking softly as they wrapped a belt around it to keep it where they wanted. The skirt was obiously just for show... It stopped long before it reached far enough down to cover the rapidly-moistening crotch of her shorts.

A rattle of beads around her neck as they slipped a necklace onto her, and then a hat of sorts... with something coming down from the back to brush against her neck.

"Open your eyes," they instructed with a smile.

When she did, she'd see that she'd been dressed ina tarted-up parody of a nun's habit... And the nude, overly-inviting image of Mary on her rosary was ANYTHING but virginal.