My First Dominant Mistress
The Beautiful Dominant Mistress It was the summer of 1996, I went for a run Saturday morning at the park in downtown when suddenly I heard the click-clacking of heels behind me. I looked behind and saw a gorgeous, tall dominant mistress who looked like she was in her mid-30s wearing a white blouse, skin-tight black leather pants and very high stiletto heels. Looking at her walk combined with the noise of her heels hitting the pavement put me in a trance. I let the dominant mistress past me and I started following her with my eyes fixated on her shoes. How long I ran behind her I couldn’t say. In any case, she finally noticed and turned around and asked, “Are you [...]




