Mr. X By Nina
I ring the bell.
Mr. X opens the door and welcoms me in this attire. His mask covers tightly to the skin, he can barely see, hear or speak. He manages to keep breathing through the tiny little holes around the nose.
“Welcome Mistress” he muffled. Walking slowly toward me, stumbling sometimes, no wonder he is wearing 4 inch high heels.
“You look good, X.”
“Come here, let's take a walk together”
I put a collar on his neck and a long leash, walk one step ahead of him. Slowly, walking toward a dim light.
Fun time has just begun......
Quoted from Nina's Life-Long Nap
