"It's almost a shame to cover that wonderful corset, but I have to adhere to the rules of the game as much as you do. Now stand up again please" Liz steadied louise as the sleeveless jacket was roughly put over her already tightly bound form.

Her armbinder poked out of the hole at the back, and when all the straps were buckled tightly, louise found that she couldn't move her arms away from her body and her waist felt like it was being crushed. The built in high stiff collar was the last thing to be buckled, effectively sealing her into the swarthe of latex. The only parts of louise's anatomy showing were her eyes, glossy lips and her dainty feet.

"Stay where you are while I prepare your stage, so to speak. No running away now" Liz sniggered and set about fitting the upright post which slotted into a square hole at the end of the padded bench louise was standing next to.

The bound couple could only stand and watch what Liz was doing. Doug managed a nervous smile from his coat-hangered mouth, resulting in a line of drool emitting from the corner, making a little pool on the floor.

Liz helped louise to lie on the bench and zipped up the leggings. Louise was slid along the bench and her legs raised up and parallel to the post. Broad straps were added to stop louise from sliding off or pulling away from the post. A final strap with a ball attached was tightened around louise's mouth, forcing it in deep, ensuring no sound or movemet of her head possible. With a few tightening adjustments louise was finally ready for her punishment.

"Excellent work even if I say so myself " Liz crowed, her face shimmering with a slight sheen from her exhersions.

The now sweating estate agent turned her attentions to the hapless doug, who was still drooling steadily onto the floor, the pool growing steadily bigger.

"You are such a sloppy person doug, I hope you're not like this at home. You can clean that up in a moment"

"Eth ith Ockrill",he manage to say looking like some weird hooked fish followed by even more drool.

"Ewww you are disgusting" Liz chided and flicked his pouch twice. Doug yelped, but didn't move away. "Very good slave, that has earned you a point or two. I'm sure you enjoy having your bits abused. Now there's an idea for later" she trailed off

The hanger was pulled out of his mouth, bringing a small sigh of relief from his sore lip. "Turn around so I can uncuff you so you can clean up and dress yourself in your beautiful suit. Any tricks and you will regret it. Do we understand each other?"

Yes Ms Cockrill, i promise. I'm sorry i made a mess of the floor, i didn't mean to"

"Yes, yes whatever slave"

The handcuffs were unlocked and dropped to the floor making a metallic clatter. Liz quickly stood back, half expecting doug to attack her, but grinned broadly when he just stood there shaking his arms vigourously and rolling his shoulders to get the feeling back into them after being unnaturally bound for so long. He could only imagine how his strictly bound wife was feeling as the blood rushed back into his limbs, but at the same time relieved it wasn't him in her position.

Liz waited a few moments for doug to compose himself then passed him a large roll of paper kithen towel and a bottle of disinfectant spray.

"Well go on then slave, on your knees and clear up your mess."You have five minutes, or else" She trailed off again.