I was dutifully preparing for a festive meal, put to work setting the table ready for the Master of the house and his guest, soon to arrive. For this Christmas occasion I had donned an outfit suitable for fantasies of domestic servitude. All in black from top to toe; tightly fitting hobble dress in a see-through nylon mesh to display my plentiful assets contained within, leather corset encircling my cinched in waist, posture collar around my neck enclosing a laced up leather Gwen hood which showed only my nose, eyes and long silver ponytail. Every movement I make, every stiletto heeled step... Show more