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I'd had several more treatments and each time was better than the last, I couldn't wait for each appointment. I was still banned from touching myself or wearing panties and this had the effect of making me keenly aware of my semi-nakedness.
It was also driving me a bit crazy, by denying me any release, except of course when I was on Mr. Reed's desk. I guess now, that was the point of making me do these things.
As always, I almost skipped to Mr. Reed's office. I was virtually delirious as I anticipated the sweet release he'd give me. I hoped I was proceeding correctly with the treatment regime. I knocked on the office door and Mr. Reed called me in. Like a good girl, I stood in front of his desk with my hands behind my back while he checked the notes.
I studied his face while he read the notes. He was so handsome. I thought about him a lot, I wondered if he liked me as much as I liked him. I could feel the tingling between my legs. I knew what was coming next and I couldn't wait. My nipples were hard already, and had been for most of the day.
"So Jenny, are you ready for your treatment?" He asked putting the folder down on the desk.
"Yes Sir," I replied enthusiastically. I'm sure he knew by now that he had me in the palm of his hand and he could do what he liked with me. I started towards the desk and hesitated.
"Problem?"
"Umm, I was wondering Sir, you know when we did the treatment and I took my uniform off?"
"Yes."
"Would it be ok if we did it like that again please, Sir?"
"Of course it would, put your clothes on the chair there."
He gestured to one of the chairs on the other side of his office. I stepped out of my skirt and pulled off my blouse. I left my shoes and socks on. I struggled with my bra for a few moments. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Reed who was watching me intently.
"Umm, could you help me Sir, it seems to be stuck."
Mr. Reed came up behind me and I could smell the lovely woodsy spicy cologne. His fingers went to the clasp on my bra he tugged at the stiff clasp for a moment then with a pop the whole of my bra disintegrated and I was left holding just the rags of it.
Any one would have though some one had deliberately weakened the material and crushed the hook closed with some pliers her dad had left lying around the house. I turned round to face him with the remnants of my bra in my hands. "Whoops, I'm sorry Jenny, it just fell apart."