Chapter Fifteen
The Bra and Its Options
Christine
I trembled slightly while he removed the enslaving chain from between my n*****s, then held out my arms as hed commanded, leaning forward so that my breasts hung slightly away from my body. He held the oppressive-looking bra frame loosely in both hands, then lifted it to my chest so that my pendulous flesh slipped partially through the wide rubber collars, the smallness of the opening preventing it from passing all the way through. He carefully wrapped the wide, cold band around my upper body.
You can straighten up Christine, he said , walking around to stand behind me. Okay. Now exhale as much as you can.
I breathed out and suddenly the wide strap clamped almost painfully tight against my ribs, then came a set of those final soun
