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release. As she screamed in passion, he moved around the bed, releasing the stockings and the handcuffs and retrieving the vibrator from her still clenching pussy.
    "You may remove the blindfold now, Carol."
    Carol quickly jerked her legs closed and attempted, without much success, to pull the hem of her nightie down whilst her other hand rose hesitantly towards the blindfold. She took a deep breath and pulled the blindfold down around her neck. Opening her eyes she blinked at the sudden brightness of the lights and as her eyes focussed she glanced around, biting her lip. There was only Phil there with her, the room was otherwise empty. Phil smiled.
    "The thought there were others here obviously excited you didn't it Carol? In your mind there were several people watching you. Who were they Carol?"
    Carol sat up and covered her face in her hands in an attempt to cover the blush her embarrassment had built in her pale face.
    "Hand me the nightie please, Carol."
    Phil's tone as ever brooked no argument so Carol meekly stripped the garment off over her head and sat there naked making no attempt to cover her nudity as she waited for his next instruction. It wasn't long in coming.
    "Bag number three please."
    She stood and walked over to the rail, surprising herself with her level of composure. Her brain whirled; in each case with the first two bags, Phil had induced her to two orgasms each. Seeing that there were another three bags did that mean she faced another six, minimum? The sheer danger of the salacious thought sent a visible shudder down her naked back and she guessed, correctly, Phil was quietly watching her.
    Opening bag three she found simply a pair of black stockings and a red garter belt. Directly underneath was a pair of red high heels, with at least a three inch heel. Shrugging her shoulders, she put the items on knowing they covered nothing and assuming that this set would be quite short. Straightening the stockings, she was about to reach for the shoes when Phil's voice stopped her.
    "Carry those for a minute please Carol. I wouldn't want you to have an accident."
    She turned round to see only his head and shoulders as he climbed down the stairs. He motioned for her to follow. Obviously this set was going to happen outside of the studio and she began to feel somewhat anxious as she moved to the top of the stairs in preparation for following him. When she reached the head of the stairs he was crouched at the bottom pointing his camera up at her.
    "Slowly now please Carol, make it look sexy."
    She descended the stairs one step at a time wondering how on earth a woman clad only in stockings and suspenders could look anything but sexy. With the heels gripped in one hand and the other holding the banister she couldn't even attempt to cover herself, conceal herself from the prying lens.
    "Smile please, Carol. Come on, you know the rules."
    This time the smile was quite unforced, she surprised herself as much as Phil as she relaxed into the necessary persona there on the stairs and Phil had to admit to himself she was a stunning sight. His penis was rock hard in his slacks, in both of the previous sets he had had the chance to indulge himself but had forgone the pleasure. This time Carol would not escape him and his dick twitched in anticipation.
    When she reached the bottom step, Phil stood up and moved across the room.
    "Put the heels on now please, Carol and follow me."
    Again he moved out into the hallway and down the main stairs to the ground floor. Carol complied with his instruction finding it very difficult to walk in the spindly stilettos. Once she reached the carpeted main stairway she was grateful for the double banisters, one on each side that enabled her to repeat her slow promenade down the stair case whilst Phil enthusiastically took pictures from the bottom.
    At the bottom she waited passively for his instructions and he simply beckoned her to follow him through into the kitchen which she did. He stepped