All dressed up.
The smell of my perfume fills the air. My corset wasn’t tight enough to please me so I put on a tighter one underneath. My red tuttu, my black stockings, my black and red leather corset, black bra, my black and red thigh high boots, my black wig, and rhinestone choker and blood red nails. My clothes are like an inpenetrable fortress. It feels so sexy.

I want a nap, but in minutes there will be a knock on the door, and a nervous submissive will walk through the door, not knowing what to expect…they often have trouble communicating at that point.

You calm them down, gain their trust, and then toy with their body and mind.

Blind fold them so that they can only tell you are near by the perfume, the heat rising off your skin and your breath close by. Slip off the boots so you don’t make noise on the floor and increase your stealth.

I am in the mood for fun.