Tittie Torment

Sorry, darling, Mistress was at a dance lesson, a luncheon date and then shopping…for you!

Yes, dear, turn around and let my submissive, petal, blindfold you and remove your bra.

Very nice, you’re shaking, dear, you don’t trust Mistress to take care of you?

Hold out your hands. Oops! Heavy, aren’t they? They’re your new breast inserts, until you earn enough money for the real surgical enhancements.

They’re 44FFs, just like your real ones will be. Let’s get them on you.

And I got you a new bra…a special order. It’s a long-line, with heavy steel boning and vicious under-wires. But you’ll need all that to hold up those massive globes. Oh, they’re going to jiggle and be so cute. The men won’t be able to keep their hands off you. And you let them! Whatever they want…you let them. A Smythe girl doesn’t shy away from being groped or felt up. She swoons and giggles, and lets the men know how much she enjoys their attentions.

Hold out your arms and let petal slip the bra on you. No, the blindfold won’t come off until “I” say so.

Goodness!! Why did you jump? Oh, I didn’t tell you…did I? Those silicon titties that are pressed against your flesh…they’re concave. And that void is filled with #000 steel wool that’s been well inundated with a deep heating balm; just something to make your titties and nipples extra sensitive. Yes, you’ll be feeling it with every bouncy step you take, with every male hand that paws you.

Petal, remove her blindfold.

Look at yourself dear. Aren’t you lovely, your new bra and temporary titties? Now run along to the basement media room. Master Alex is there with friends watching some sporting thing. See to their needs; remember, you still have to earn the rest of the money for your real tits. Off you go girl!

(c) 2010 Constance Pennington Smythe

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Mistress Constance