As a woman of little pretensions I always try to keep the mundane middle at bay. For Mistress it is either the top or the very bottom - not suggesting that One would ever be at 'the bottom' as a being.
And so it was on an October evening when I met My latest lady friend, for she can indeed put on such pretensions and very well too.
At the posh and upbeat eatery where we were to meet I was made to wait by ten minutes whilst Madam apparently battled her way through the traffic but traffic would not save her later on, for such delays and sorry excuses would be later be met with the cross end of My mood, hand and strap on.
Draped in a russet shawl to match her newly acquired auburn bob she did look stunning I have to admit and at a glance, a fairly good look even, many may not have guessed what lay beneath those luscious layers.
We ate, we drank, caught up on life as though the oldest of girl friends despite this being only our second meeting. And soon we departed for the lower end of the scale.
Once back to the room, I wasted not a second in opening My suitcase of nasty things (although there was a quick D/s tango or two to a few Marlene favourites) before the ambience really turned blue.
The tension in the room grew as so did My new appendage in the form of a delightful strap on. lola was from thereon in taken like the slut she needed to be, first up the hotel window, exposed and heavy with submissive lust and then strewn across the bed (see above image), that sissy cunny once again exercised before I got her into My much favoured leather arm binder making her lipsticked mouth work hard. In the sticky end lola proved to be the perfect slutty maid in clearing up her own and Mistresses mess before escorting Me to My carriage.
We meet again soon and soon she will, once again, be mine.
Cruelly,
Mistress
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