Chapter Twenty-Four
Additions to the Uniform
Christine
I walked slowly into the dining room, feeling my leash tug continually against its mounting at the tip of the bar, twitching it between my thighs with every step. Most of the time I tried to ignore its disturbing movements, but the bar and leash combination was a powerful reminder, for I continually had to monitor the freedom of movement of my leash and always be cautious of when, where, and if I could sit down! My Master had modified or specially purchased various chairs and this evening I found that hed placed one of them at the table, and so with a sigh, I manoeuvred the wire tether around into the slot in the chair then gradually sank onto the soft seat after centring my bottom over it then instinctually guiding the shaft into
