Tied in Tight

I walk into a lingerie store with some of my friends, we want to try on corsets. Everything is in red velvet and black silk. I pick out a corset and the saleswoman shows me through a curtain to a changing room. My friends are just outside waiting to see what I’ll look like. The woman (much taller and stronger than me) starts to lace me up, and as she gradually tightens the corset I become more out of breath and turned on. Her hand lingers on my waist and cups my ass and breasts. My friends are getting impatient—what’s taking so long? Maybe they'd join in? Or maybe they'd just watch.