PENELOPE POV

"Ouch!" I cried as Mara pulled hard at my corset's ribbons, tucking in my waist and plumping up my bosom.

"Breathe it in, girl," Mara instructed me once more. I sighed, swallowing in some air before tucking in my stomach. Mara used the opportunity to place more of her strength on my back and pull the ribbons harder together.

I groaned mildly.

"I think this is a little tight," I complained honestly, feeling like my ribs might give out any second from now. As if I wasn't breathless enough already without the corset. I felt as nervous as I did last night. I didn't expect I would still...