Tug of War 21

Timothy walked over to the bed with difficulty since the corset forced him to take smaller and slower steps. When he finally got there, he was also forced to be much gentler when sitting down because otherwise he realized he would lose control of his whole body during the process. 

He then saw Susan opening a small box and taking two delicate white pieces of clothing. "These are stockings, sweetie" she told him. "I know girls your age don't wear them a lot nowadays, but I think this is worth a try. Your legs are going to look so graceful! Not to mention that you’re going to love the feeling of the nylons against your hairless legs. Trust me" she added with a wink. 

The woman began putting a stocking on Timothy's leg, all the time teaching him the correct way to do so. "...You need to be careful, darling. Stockings are very fragile, as you can see. Point your toe and pull the fabric up gently and slowly, making sure that any area is wrinkled…"

Timothy would never admit it out loud, but God, Susan was right… It felt so damn good! He was sure that if he still had hairs on his body they would be shivering now. I don't understand why girls don't use this kind of thing anymore... Man, they don't know what they are missing…he thought, but then he immediately rebuked himself for such thinking. What the heel is wrong with me? It's not like I'm enjoying it this much... right?

"Now it's your turn, Timmy" Susan suddenly said, making the boy brake away from his confused thoughts. "And remember what I taught you! Gently and slowly…" Timothy started putting the stocking on his other leg, and once again he couldn’t help it but felt that wonderful sensation as it went up all the way to his thigh. It was so amazing and frustrating at the same time… 

"It looks great, sweetie! You're such a natural!" Susan clapped. "Now for your feet... You need some pretty shoes to match your lovely stockings, don't you think?" she asked, making Timothy swallow hard.