"I saw that outfit in The Kink Shop," laughed Carl.
My 'Kinksters' magazine arrived through the post today. I beamed at the timing because today is my twenty-ninth Birthday. The photoset is so hot. I couldn't believe I made a second magazine cover. I should have known Carl knew Katrina from visiting her store. Katrina laughed and admired my new found glossy confidence and my sexy PVC panties around my featured centre-spread ankle.
"I wish I had tits like that," she purred. "It looked like you enjoyed the anal."
I coloured as I opened my Birthday present. Three pairs of plastic panties and some nipple suckers. I was so pleased. I popped my magazine aside for safe keeping and tried to keep my balance as I slipped into my new PVC Knickers. They were a gorgeous navy blue and white Gingham. I had been admiring them on my last shop.
"Thank you," I twirled. "I was admiring these."
"You deserve them," said Katrina. "I can't believe how far you've come. The two magazines and the video..."
"I'll say what I deserve," I barked, getting into character. "I deserve to watch you two fuck. And Carl...if you're wearing latex..."
Carl looked sheepish. I soon found out he had a blue PVC thong on. It seemed that I'd converted him. Either that, or he was avoiding a thrashing or a cold dismissal from my birthday get together.
Katrina had a black PVC bodysuit on under her jeans. Carl was soon teasing her hems.
"Kneel like a dog, Kat."
She looked confused. I'm not sure she's seen this side of me.
"I said..."
She didn't need telling twice as I produced a leather whip. I went straight for Carl's bare arse cheeks. I cracked him as he pulled his thong aside. Katrina tried to tell us she wasn't ready.