LeatherMistress was her name. It turns out she lives just about 20 minutes from my house. She has a nice place and a lot of sexy lingerie to wear. She posted a lot of photos of her in them. All black lace and leather. Her face is part covered with a soft black Halloween mask. Like someone at a Victorian masquerade party would wear. But I could see her red lipstick and black eyeliner. She is always posing with a ball gag or a riding crop in one hand. Her leather trimmed lace gloves and skirt, corset and girdle were naughty and sexy. She promises to be the best fuck I'd ever had. I wasn't really sure what to think of that, though. I was wondering who was going to fucking who. She kept texting me. She said I'd find out if I had the nerve to meet her. He photos were very seductive. Well done. Like a professional photographer had taken them. But she said it's just her Iphone and her. She offered to let me kiss her feet and lick her legs in some soft silky stockings. She said kneeling before her and licking her feet would change a man. I looked at dozens of her sexy pictures. Long legs, soft silky undies and her skin looked even softer. I almost forgot she was a he, looking at the pretty outfits and her full-figured body. I was in a bit of a daze that afternoon. Bored and horny, I got in my Honda and drove over.
The door opened and I was led in. It was dark and I could barely make out the outline of her as she took my hand and brought me out of the bright daylight into a blacked out living room. She didn't release my wrist and was trying to take my other one as well. She succeeded with me giving in and allowing her to lead me holding both my arms out in front of me through the dark shadows of the room, down a hallway, and finally through a opened door. He deep sultry voice was leading along as well. "Come with me, my dear. This will a good day for you."
In an even darker room I feel the wall behind me. She has her body against mine, pressing me back against it. It's cold and hard. Her breasts are pushing against my chest. They are large and firm. My hands are up over my head, pinned against the wall. I can make out a dim shadow of her face. She presses me harder against the wall. Her face is right in front of me. I can feel her. I can smell her sweet perfume and the taste of wine on her lips. She gently kisses me. I lean back. My head hits the wall. She presses on. My mouth is opened by her lips and her tongue. I resist, for a moment. Then I realize this was what I wanted. I give in and allow her tongue to fill my mouth and tangle with mine. We both let out a muffled sigh of pleasure. I almost pass out.
We kiss for a long time. I am her subject of passion. She doesn't let me go. She holds me firmly against the wall, even though I've allowed her in. Finally, the passion is interrupted. She pulls back and speaks to me. "You're going to kneel and do as I tell you. You should do that now."
Her hands press me down. I quickly obey. I drop quietly and quickly to the floor. Her crotch is in my face. Soft silky panties. A bulge. Her hand is on the top of my head. I'm afraid of what I must do next. I've actually never done this before. But I'm ready, I think to myself. "Don't stop there, sweetie. All the way down."
She pushes me down on my hands and knees. The all the way to the floor. She steps back and sits in a chair. Her 6-inch-high heel is in my face. "You said you'd worship me, here is your chance. Take it and worship it, bitch."
Her foot in the sexy high heel is in my face. The toe is near my mouth. I'm drooling a bit from a half hour of kissing her. I take the shoe and slip the toe into my mouth. I small light comes on, startling me. "It's OK, baby. I want to watch you."
The light is in my eyes. I squint and push the toe of the shoe into my mouth. I can't see anything. Less than even before. I suck on toe of the shoe. I lick it. I kiss it. I move all around the sexy shoe, even sucking on the long 6-inch spike heel. My hands are up on her ankles and calves. The shoes have leather straps that wrap several times up around them. My hands are moving up and down, feeling her shapely legs clad in the sexy nylon stockings. The shoe tastes of vinyl and leather. I'm getting hard.
A hand grabs me by the hair. She pulls my face up between her thighs. She squeezes my head between them, then opens. I'm pulled up deeper under her short leather and lace skirt. My face bounces off of her cock and balls. Her panties are missing or pulled aside. "Lick my balls like a good little bitch."
I obey.
