chasteandimpure: Scrutiny She focused on the process. Smooth and fast over the fabric, heavy with st
chasteandimpure: Scrutiny She focused on the process. Smooth and fast over the fabric, heavy with steam on the seams. Extra attention to the fine details, around the buttons and the pleats on the cuffs. She drew on the years of experience from when she used to do this every week. Five shirts for the boring office job she used to hold down as a man. The difference was obvious. Now every seam would be scrutinised, every crease noted, and with four more shirts to iron and a suit to press there were so many possible issues that could arise. Of course the most terrifying part of the task was the judge. She was used to her mistress checking her work, but her boyfriend Bruce, was an unknown quantity. Would he be stricter? Would he find faults just to demonstrate his power over her? Would he insist on carrying out the punishment himself? She tried her hardest to forget Bruce. But, the width of the shirt served as a reminder of his broad shoulders, and how hard he might spank her. The way the suit jacket reached the floor as it hung over the kitchen chair made it difficult to forget his intimidating height. The sounds of endless passion from upstairs made it clear he would have the stamina for a thorough correction session. The only thing she could do was focus on the details. If only she could stop trembling and finish this first shirt without continually creasing the fabric.Photograph provided by the dutiful Maid Helen -- source link
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