Once more, I gave a confident nod. He got to work, not saying a word as he pushed my breasts out and pulled my shoulders back with my arms. While he was working, he occasionally stroked my shoulders and arms, which served to both reassure me and arouse me, even though he never said a word.

"How does that make you feel?" he asked at last.

I felt the stress in my shoulders and biceps and determined that they were manageable. For the time being, I think it's fine.

You'll feel more and more pain in your arms as time goes on, he warned. Are you interested in viewing it?...