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The suit was an extremely tight fit, so the three women found themselves struggling to force Tom inside, even after Julie had already generously slathered the suit with silicon oil for lubrication. It was simple to sheath his feet and legs, it was just a matter of having him stick his limbs into the appropriate holes, but it was much more difficult to then slide his arms inside and pull up the suit to cover his waist and chest. The bodysuit simply didn’t want to stretch. Still, they managed it in the end. Once they were able to get him properly contorted the suit practically glided on, snapping onto his body like a stretched rubber band finally let loose. Of course, the suit was beyond snug; it clung to the entirety of his body, the tight pressure unrelentingly strict and pressing down onto him from all angles. The suit was just as bad as the latex hood, perhaps even worse, but it covered all his body. Then came the corset. It was an intimating piece of ribbed black leather and white lacing cord, and it hugged everything between Tom’s waist and breast. Kate and Julie tightened the corset with gleeful enthusiasm, and with Brunette each hard tug of the lace the leather grip across Tom’s stomach squeezed tighter. The farther and farther the two women tightened the corset, the harder and harder it pressed down, and they kept going until the whole corset was fully laced from top to bottom. The pressure on Tom’s stomach and chest was intense; it wasn’t outright painful, but it was definitely uncomfortable, enough to have him breathing somewhat shallow. He started to fidget, but Miranda stilled him with a hard slap to the ass. Then Miranda began to buckle the corset. She pulled in the loose ends from each side and latched the whole thing shut, tightening the corset and adding just a little more force to the already punishing pressure gripping down on Tom’s body. Miranda finished it all off by pulling a leather flap over the buckles and zipping it shut, hiding the whole thing from view. She also locked the zipper in place with one of the small padlocks taken from the suitcase. The sound of the lock clicking shut had Tom fidgeting once again, and Miranda responded with another hard slap Hardcore to his ass. The arm and legs caps came last. Each cap was a thick leather and plastic cup circled with straps, buckles, and loose lacing. The three women worked together to fold each of his limbs, which was somewhat difficult due to the tight bodysuit, and slide his knees and elbows into each of the wide leather sheaths. The caps covered his arms from wrist to shoulder and his legs from ankle to upper thigh, cradling everything in loose, comfortable cushioning. Then the lacing and straps were tightened and the buckles latched shut, and what was loose became firm and unyielding. The caps had Tom’s hands firmly trapped in place, pointing up and pressed against the interracial side of the suit. Miranda and her friends had ensured he would be unable to free himself from the bitchsuit; he would remain within the suit until they decided to let him out, and a not one moment sooner. But just to rub his helplessness in, as a final touch Miranda also slid leather bondage gloves over his hands. blowjob The two fingerless mittens trapped his fingers within narrow channels that had him unable to even wiggle his fingers. A similar kind of leather sock soon covered his feet, more for the sake of completing the set than anything else. The three women took a step back to admire their work. Tom’s skin was hidden beneath two layers of thick leather and tight rubber, with only his eyes and mouth remaining uncovered and untouched. His tortured form was completely hidden underneath the punishingly constrictive corset and bodysuit, and the leg and arm bindings forced him to stand on cumshot all fours. Not only that, the suit’s natural designed enforced a posture that had his head bowed low and his face pointed straight towards the ground, for any attempt to look up would soon lead to an aching neck. “There we go,” Miranda said. Her voice oozed proud satisfaction. “The bitchsuit fits you perfectly, honey. You look wonderful.” “Thank you, ma’am,” Tom mumbled, eyes to the ground. Ron looked at her for a second and responded, "But what blowjob if it’s not a trick what if that was their plan and there is someone here at Hogwarts helping out Voldemort." I saw him smile and his hand went back to my thigh. Afterall, you have been so patient…" The demoness' hand traced down James' abdomen and gripped his hard cock with her long fingers. It was just deep. An orgasm washing through her again. Today was not that day. 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