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"Practice Makes Perfect"
by tina
The
stool is stable yet perfect in its instability. I have practiced
stepping off if it a hundred times. Then I practiced another two
hundred times as I step off with my right foot and thrust away with my
left.
It has become automatic. Dancers call it muscle memory.
The
butt plug is new. I went too the Toy Store to buy it. I'm serious
that is the name of the place. They carry various sizes and I decided
on a men's medium. It hurt so good when I shoved it home. It is
delightfully painful but the butt plug is a necessity.
I am a felon.
Well I guess stealing the velvet rope from the theater is more of a
misdemeanor. So I guess I am a thief instead of a felon.
I buy my
lingerie from Victoria Secrets. The bra, panty and garter belt are red.
I buy their most expensive pair of stockings. They are 15 denier with
a back seam. I buy the nude stockings of course.
I stand on the
stool for the three hundredth time. This time I am wearing the red
lingerie set from Vicky S. My legs look fabulous in the stockings but I
must admit it took some practice to get the seams straight. The butt
plug is delightfully painful. I forgot to mention the catheter tube but
it is in my urethra and the tube extends down to the floor where the
bag sits next to the stool. I know it spoils the esthetic of my panties
but it is another necessity.
I take the penis gag between my lips and strap it in place. I am not sure why but the fact I will be gagged is comforting.
As
I have practiced so many times I step off the stool with my right foot.
My left foot kicks back sending the stool tumbling away.
This is
the first time I wear the red velvet rope that I stole from the theater.
The lovely smooth velvet snaps tight as I drop. My feet stop inches
above the carpet.
I forgot to tell you about my five inch red pumps. They reach the floor as I violently kick them off my feet.
This
the part I could not practice but it is transcendent. I claw at the
velvet noose as I strangle. My legs kick wildly as they seek some
purchase to lift me up.
As I spin on the rope I see the stool just
behind. My stocking foot reaches out for it but I only manage to kick
it further away out of reach.
I don't know how long I have been hanging when I begin to pee. My head is cocked down and I see the catheter bag filling.
The butt plug does its magic and my panties remain unsoiled.
I
have a wonderful orgasm. As my body tingles I watch my toes twitch.
For some reason the room begins to go dark. I don't ever remember the
room going dark before in all the times I practiced.