Date With A Mistress

As I stood up she told me to put the dress on. I stepped into the dress and it was hard because of the constriction of the corset. Once the dress was on she zipped it up the back. The dress was barely long enough to cover my upper thy. She handed me a frilly white petticoat and told me to put it on under the dress. When i slid it up my legs it made the dress flair out and you could see the tops of my nylons. I didn’t dare bend over because if i did you would get a very good view of my panties.

"Ok slave cone sit here again."

She directed me to sit in the chair and picked up a pair of light blue high heeled shoes. She put them on my feet and attached the ankle strap. When she told me to get up and walk around the room I nearly fell over. The heels were 7 inches and while i had worn heels before I had never worn anything this high. When i walked the petticoat swished and made a rusteling sound. Now this I liked and I told myself that i could get used to this. I walked across the room and held onto a chair. She immediately came over to me and slapped my face.

" I didn’t tell you that you could hold onto anything did I slave?"

"No Mistress." I said hanging my head.

"You are here for one thing, to be treated like a woman and the way I see fit, do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress." I said with tears in my eyes.

"Now walk back across the room and sit at the vanity."

I tried my best to walk across the room and actually I was getting used to the heels and was doing very well. Mistress Natasha was smiling in spite of her very forceful manner. As ai sat in the chair by the vanity she took a red wig from a box and set it on the table. She took something that looked like clear tape and pulled off a big strip. She put four strips on my head, two at the side and two on top. Then she picked up the wig and put it on my head. As she pulled it into place she whistled.

"There that should keep it on."