He was so tired.  He had been on his feet all day and just wanted to go home, have a bath and chill out.  But, ever conscientious, he decided to make one last call on one last house - then quit for the day.  Craig was a door-to-door salesman selling double glazing and that day had been particularly tough.  He was used to people saying no - if he was lucky one customer a day would say yes, but today not only had everyone been uninterested, but a few had even been downright abusive.  He was totally fed up and held out little hope of getting a sale today.

Anyway, ever the consummate salesman - he walked determinedly up the long drive (well - it was no use selling to small houses) with a smile on his face and rang the bell.  Whilst he was waiting for someone to come, he looked around and saw 5 shiny, new cars parked haphazardly around the circular drive with a fountain in the middle and thought (a) someone's at home and (b) they've got money - maybe this WILL be my lucky day after all!

He rang the bell again - this time for a bit longer - and was just about to turn away when he heard the click-clack of heels on what sounded like a tiled floor.  He arranged his best smile on his face and watched the door open.  His jaw dropped to his shoes!

Standing in front of him was a young woman, maybe early 20's, wearing 6" black stiletto heels, a short ra-ra type black skirt that just skimmed her genitals and nothing else!  Well this wasn't strictly true.  She was also wearing a pair of silver nipple clamps with a chain hanging down between THE biggest breasts Craig had ever seen in real life - they were BIG man! 

She smiled sweetly and asked what she could do for him.  Craig gasped and then, being ever the professional, remembered his practised sales patter.  She invited him in and said she was sure they could help each other and that they had LOTS of windows he could look at!  He followed her into the house, ogling her rump as it undulated under the tiny skirt, showing just glimpses of firm, naked white buttocks underneath.  He felt a stirring in his crotch.

She waited for him and then took his hand and led him towards stairs at the back of the hall.  "Let's start in the basement," she said conversationally.  Craig didn't care where they started  - he would have followed her anywhere looking like that - about 5'9", gargantuan (but proud and firm - not sagging) natural tits, trim waist and gently flaring hips - she was everyman's dream - well certainly Craig’s!  As she sashayed across the hall, Craig could hear the nipple clamp chain gently clanking and pictured it swinging there between her pendulous breasts just waiting to be…

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, the woman unlocked a door and led Craig inside.  Craig looked around.  It was dim which made him realise instantly that there were no windows.   As he started to say this he realised she was re-locking the door and turning on a light.  He gasped!

Arranged around the room were five other women (ranging in age from about 18 to 30) all dressed like her - 6" heels, short ra-ra skirts, no underwear and topless but for nipple clamps and chains.  The women were all in various types of harnesses - one was standing strapped to a contraption on the wall, one was tied to the wall with a spreader bar between her ankles, another was lying on her back on a low table with her ankles tied to the table legs, a fourth was leaning over a high bench with her hands tied to her ankles and her ass in