“You say the other girls in class are…what what was that again?”She b
“You say the other girls in class are…what what was that again?”She blushed furiously. Whether is was from the intense gaze of ‘Madame’ their new Ballet teacher or because of what she was being made to say, she wasn’t sure… "They were…they were…“ But she couldn’t bring herself to say it."Touching themselves…? Madame said for her."Y-Yes” She was able to say. "Though they try and hide it. But I noticed…“"Did you now? No doubt it’s the Pearlyhose Ballet Tights. The longer you wear them. the more they affect you…”“But I’m…”“Yes. Just like you are wearing as well. Go ahead. I’m sure you would like to…”“No! No I…” But her hand seemed to move of it’s own accord. As the Bun on her head began to quiver and pulse and increase in size…“That’s right, dear…” Madame cooed. “It’s okay… It’s okay to touch, it’s okay to sink… It’s okay to Obey…A glassy, unfocused expression washed over her face as she sank… -- source link
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