Real Life Stories - Female Domination and the Professional Dominatrix女支配者 — a dominant woman

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Once she had her robe on, she apologized to me as she thought I was another man who had made an appointment with her. She told me that she was going to a costume party with a friend and she thought I was her friend. I apologized for the intrusion and I gave her the plant and I left. As I was leaving, her client pulled up in his car. I made for my car and quickly drove down the street to my house. I never told a soul about what I saw that day. I wanted to tell my best friend but I didn't trust him enough not to blab it all over the neighborhood. I didn't want to get this woman in trouble.

I was now more infatuated with the Leather Lady then ever before. I wondered about the chains that were hanging from her ceiling and what was that equipment I saw? I remember seeing some stockades and a thing that looked similar to the horse we used in gym class in school. My heart was racing and I spent the next couple of nights thinking of the Leather Lady and how sexy she looked in her leather outfit. I knew I did not have the courage to openly discuss this with her face to face, so I finally got the courage to write her a letter.