She turned and Shaun's fingers fumbled with her zipper until he managed to jerk it down to the base.

Without another word, Rhoda put her spiked heel up on the table and stepped up. She slid her skirt down her legs, standing right over the shivering Amy, her long stockinged legs spreading as she stepped out of the skirt and tossed it onto the floor.

Amy flinched and gasped at the sight. Underneath the skin, Amy wore a leather bodice with strings at the back that held it really tight, accentuating her figure and puffing her slim waist in until it looked really uncomfortable. The bottom of the bodice stopped above her swelling asscheeks and black leather panties took over from there, clinging tight to the curves of her ass. There was a zipper in the panties, right around Rhoda's pussy and into her asscrack. Below the panties stretched the suspender straps that held up Rhoda's black stockings.

Rhoda twisted one of her spiked heels into the table top.

"Stand up," she said to Amy.

Amy felt as if she was passing out as cube obeyed. She stood shaking from head to toe beneath Rhoda contemptuous stare.

"Undo the buttons of my blouse," Rhoda said.

The young girl shuddered and gasped, unsure of the terror facing her. She reached up and tried to ease the top button open. It gave after a little, showing the top of Rhoda's cleavage.

"All of them," Rhoda said.

Amy bit her lip, weeping softly as she undid the next button, and the next. What she had originally taken to be Rhoda's slip was the top of the bodice, and it hardly covered Rhoda's tits at all. A plain piece of black leather covered the lower halfs of the swelling orbs, almost to Rhoda's nipples. Below that, the bodice tightened quickly into the blonde's waist. Rhoda's tits were just right for her body, a good handful, standing up with no support from the bodice top. She grinned at Amy as the young girl finished and stood by her chair, her head down.