Chapter Three
Shocking Harper
Nearly three weeks had passed since Andie last saw Harper…so much had happened in the interim as the property of Mistress Zooey. Having coffee with Harper at the diner would be no easy feat.
It was just two days since Zooey put her in the corset and chastity belt, but that wasn’t her worry. By now, she was used to the garments. Regardless of the discomfort they both caused, they fit her soul like skin. The small irritations were reminders of submission, of a state of mind that was becoming her natural state of being, where she felt little anxiety, and a great deal of peace. Of course, not m**********g was the worst of it; the corset and belt not only prevented her from achieving pleasure, but also reminding her with every hour of the steadily building arous
