Bonderella stepped out of the freezing shower and wrapped a towel around
her sleek, curved flesh already rising with goosepimples. She walked to her
bedroom where and stopped in front of a wall size mirror.

dropping the towel, she began to cry. The fetish ball was tonight, but she
didn't have any money nor any proper fashion to attend with!

She was always an avid submissive, but never found anyone willing to
explore her need for being dominated. She also loved bondage, and
discovered she was orgasmically turned on by heat torture. This led to her
behavior of wearing turtlenecks throughout most of the year. Not only were
they hot, but they gripped her neck like a collar. She felt like a proper
slave this way.

But who would understand this? Weren't men supposed to be attracted to the
NAKED body? Oh, hers was fine enough. Large, firm round breasts hanging
proudly over a waist showing each rib proudly until you got to her well
rounded bottom and long legs. Her dark hair was long and thick, and her
face had a haunting beauty hard to describe but understood when seen.

Suddenly, a cloud of smoke fell about the room. Startled, Bonderella looked
around and when the fog cleared, there was a woman wearing a latex body
suit with the arms and breasts cut out to expose what lurked underneath.

"Who are you?" Bonderella asked.

"I'm your fairy bondmother," the wispy creature responded,"And I'm here to
give you everything you need to present you properly at the fetish ball
tonight!"

Filled with joy and doubt, Bonderellla asked shyly, "But...why?"

"Look at you!" the bondmother laughed, "anyone with such longings deserves
to have them met to the fullest, and that is what I intend to see happen!"

"I understand," Bonderella said.

Suddenly, the bondmother slapped her hard in the face, "You understand and
OBEY!"

"I understand and obey," Bonderella responded.

"First, we will dress you." the bondmother smiled, "This will be the most
fun part."

She clapped her hands, and a leather collar 3 inches high lined with tiny
sharp metal spikes appeared in her hands. "Your first collar is ready,
dearie!"

Bonderella closed her eyes as the bondmother approached her brandishing the
collar. When the first of the spikes touched the front of her neck, they
almost tickled. Then the collar locked around the circumfrence of her neck
and she could feel it wrapping tighter and tighter until the spikes dug in
to the flesh of her tender neck, pinching thousands of tiny holes just
below the surface of the skin.

The collar had a metal ring in the front. The bonmother slapped her hands
again, and a scratchy ball of coarse twine appeared in her hand. Bonderella
could hardly contain herslef as the bondmother tied this twine first from
the metal ring on the collar, then down between her breasts and between her
legs, up her back, under her shoulders and around each breasts tightly,
then back to the metal ring on the collar again.

The bondmother slapped her hands again, and two leather knee pads lined
with coarse sandpaper appeared. These, she slipped over each foot and leg,
dragging layers of surface skin off in the process until they were tightly
fit around bonderella's knees.

Another hand clap, and the bondmother produced nipple clamps which she
applied with great pleasure and to Bonderella's delight.

"That's good for underwear,"  the bondmother laughed as the shivering
Bonderella stood in place obediently, moaning in esctacy, "But now, we'll
have to make sure you are properly covered! I understand you have something
of a heat fetish! I'm very glad it's summertime...you'll be quite the sight
by the time I'm done with you!"

A quick clap, and Bonderella was dressed. A long black leather skirt
streched down to just two inches abover her ankle. A thick woolen turtlneck
reached up toward her ears underneath a floor length latex raincoat with a
hood that concealed her long hair.

The most impressive aspect were the knee high leather boots lined with the
same tiny spikes her collar was. Her every move was to be intense searing
heat and pain! She could already feel the sweat running down her back
underneath the sweater, and something else leaking between her legs!

"remember to be home by midnight!" the bondmother warned as Bonderella left
the house for the fetish ball.
 

"Or ELSE!"

To be continued!!!!