Sandra had had some close calls and bad experiences with the pro-dommes she'd hired the last year or two but after a few months the memories of being scared, humiliated and robbed always started to recede and even had a way of turning strangely exciting for her, in spite of her best efforts to forget what had happened. She kept trying to swear off paying her hard-earned money to these ladies but eventually the desire to get tied up would get the better of her and she'd find herself again on Craigslist and scouring the ads.Star seemed like a safe bet and she liked the pictures of the cool blond...

Sandra had had some close calls and bad experiences with the pro-dommes she'd hired the last year or two but after a few months the memories of being scared, humiliated and robbed always started to recede and even had a way of turning strangely exciting for her, in spite of her best efforts to forget what had happened. She kept trying to swear off paying her hard-earned money to these ladies but eventually the desire to get tied up would get the better of her and she'd find herself again on Craigslist and scouring the ads.Star seemed like a safe bet and she liked the pictures of the cool blonde beauty. Sandra bookmarked her ad and looked at it for several evenings in a row, always getting dressed up first from head to toe in one of her pretty outfits, feeling her own legs encased in shiny seamed stockings and mincing as she click-clacked across the floor in her high heels. Finally she could stand it no longer. She just wanted to be restrained for a couple hours, nothing too intense - why was it so hard to find someone to help her? She wrote a short email introduction, took a deep breath and clicked send. She told herself, certainly this time it would work out okay...