bras, bras, bras

I want you to wear a bra. That's right, a bra - like a woman! You're going to know what it's like to have straps on your shoulders and cups on your chest, constantly aware of its control. It thrills me to think of you trapped in a bra's tight embrace, trying to keep its shameful lines hidden beneath your shirt - that is, when you're not showing them more openly! It's such a turn on for me to see you fasten the clasp and stretch the elastic, yet even more exciting to make you stay at their mercy as you go about your day. Men don't wear bras, but you will, because I want you to. It's the only way you can satisfy me, and I call the shots! Whether white, pink or black, with satin and lace, ribbons and bows - the most feminine of garments, holding you helpless while I have my way! Sometimes you'll pad it, sometimes you'll stay flat, but you'll never be able to forget what you're wearing - a bra, like a submissive husband should. Bras, bras, bras - you'll wear them for me!