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When I last left off, I was wearing a bra, panties, a silky red dress, and black thigh stockings with Cuban heels. No wig or makeup, no nail polish but it was still a humiliating scenario. My friend Josh had forced me into this and was basically blackmailing me to go along. Once I had changed into the clothes he picked out for me, he made me go to his room and lay on the bed on my stomach. I crossed my hands behind my back so he could tie my wrists. Then he used some more rope to tie my ankles together. "I went easy on you yesterday with the cloth but I'm going to use something else today." He produced one of his socks that was recently worn. Before I could protest, he shoved it in my mouth and ripped off a few pieces of duct tape to gag me. "Sit tight I've got to do some laundry and chores. And then I've got a little surprise for you. Let me give you a hint." He ran his fingers down my stockinged feet. I laid there bound and gagged for an hour while...