Chapter 57

Phil freed the dress from around her feet by lifting each foot in turn, still clipped to the spreader bar. He admired her stretched lace clad body as she mewled in her bonds. Then he went up behind her and nuzzled in close, resting the erection in his trousers close up into the crack of her bottom. His hands closed gently around her swelling breasts, cupping them. He could feel her body trembling against his front and in his hands. His fingers and thumbs closed around the hardening shapes of her nipples through the delicate lace and tweaked them, making her jump and squeal. After a while of fondling her breasts and rubbing his crotch into her bottom, Phil stepped back a bit. He looked down at the tightly laced corset and decided he could do better. He untied some of the long laces at the back, but before they loosened, he cinched them in even tighter, making her squeak. She thought they were quite tight enough as it was, but Phil was lace by lace tightening up the corset even more, narrowing her waist, squeezing her body and supporting her generous bust into and even tighter package.