The car slowly left the area undetected.As Candie began to come to her senses, she realized she was in the trunk of a car bouncing down a rough road. ...ith her hands and feet tightly bound behind her, she could move very little. She could see nothing. There was something covering her head. She wondered what was going to happen to her and began to cry.Suddenly, the car stopped. A moment later the trunk opened and Candie immediately began screaming and cussing at whoever was there. "Let me go you. "Dude, you made it. Fucking amazing, right?" Dave asked as he high-fived me. "Fucking amazing," I echoed, entranced by all the stockings. "Dude, make sure you enter the glory hole draw." "What?" I asked, barely listening, my eyes glued to some fake blonde, fake titted girl in a too tight for her corset and black stockings. "It's tradition. Every year there is a raffle. It costs 20 bucks to enter and if you are drawn you get to go back to our secret glory hole rooms and have one of the initiates. Her long hair most times in a pony tail hanging to her the middle of her back. She was very athletically fit. Her success in track only stopped by her ample chest. By age 18 she had D cups breasts and no matter how she strapped them down she knew they had cost her, her Olympic dreams. Now a year later they were a bit bigger full DD cups. Bethany was afraid of what they would grow to if she ever had children. Her mom had three kids and hers were huge something like F cups. The fear of turning. ’ ‘Yeah, you really did break the rule, didn’t you?’ Scott said closing the manual and handing it back to her. Giselle nodded miserably and said, ‘Do you suppose we could call your circumstances dire?’ Wishing to make her feel a little better, Scott said, ‘Well I suppose I could make them dire if it’ll get you off the hook with whoever your boss is.’ ‘Really?’ Giselle asked, looking a trifle happier. ‘You see,’ Scott continued, ‘there was this girl that I…’ ‘It’s all right,’ Giselle.
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