It takes awhile to get over what had happened. Something had changed in me and I knew, from now on that our lives would invariably change forever.
I paint my nails. I usually have a French polish but today I decided to do something dramatic. I paint them black from the cuticle out but I run a bright red edge to the square ended tips. Dominant and fiery. I stand at the bed naked and place my purchases on the bed. I admire and stroke the leather corset and matching g string. I take out all the sex toys that we have never purchased before and hold them in disbelief as I have never felt or used such items before. Then picking up the jewellery I marvel at its sparkling effect. I take the shoes out of the box. They are black patent platformed spiked heels with two straps at the heel. Six inches in height with at least one and a half inches of platform; they look so stunning yet they exude dominant excellence. God, can I walk in these things?
I take hold of the corset and place it around my naked waist which envelops my 36C bosom. Luckily the shop assistant had tried it on me and had set it to the correct tightness. I struggle somewhat with the hooks and eyes and tighten the lacing to the back, again with some difficulty. I take a look at my hourglass figure, knowing the corset fit is just right. I go into the drawer and bring out a pair of Gerbe contrast black seamed Cuban heel stockings. Glossed and silken, the colours are so contrasting. Taking my time, I carefully prepare them and roll them slowly up my outstretched legs, ensuring that the seams run perfectly up the centre of my legs. The ultra sheerness of the black nylon to the striking seam with the Cuban heel make my legs look so sexy, I run my hands over them, softly taking out any creases and I begin to fasten the six large suspender straps to the black shiny welt of the stockings, listening to the chink of the loose straps as I slowly clasp them to the nylon. Once I am done I pick up the g string and bring it up to my nose and smell the intoxicating aroma of the leather. The garment looks so dainty yet so powerful. I can’t believe I am doing this… I arch over and place the thong through my legs and up to envelope my smooth pussy. I become instantly wet again as I feel the luxury of the leather against my lips and I struggle to keep another orgasm from building up. I pant and begin to breathe deeply to retain my composure.
I straighten my hair and spend almost an hour preparing my makeup. I pamper myself with a dark black powdery eye shadow with false lashes and a rouge blusher with a dark red glossed lipstick. The look is complete with a pair of three inch silver hooped earings, a diamante choker with a silver and diamante effect chain that falls from it.
I then slide my feet into the spiked heels and buckle in the straps. A few more sexy touches; a diamante ankle bracelet, a frilly satin and lace garter on my right leg, long satin gloves with a diamante bracelet and a dress ring. I look in the mirror and gasp at the sight. No going back now, you’re his dominant slut now. My chest heaving, my nipples almost exposed above the tight corset, my pussy throbbing; I know that our second honeymoon shall soon begin!