Under the wide belt circling her waist, also with a large gold buckle, she saw two gilded zippers in a V shape with the points centered through the gr...in. The taut leather encased the thighs and legs of the Domme down to the point where it disappeared in the tops of knee high laced stiletto heeled boots.Even the boots had a strap covering the top of the laces just below each knee with a gold fastening and the toecaps and stiletto heels glistened with the same colour. She was an amazing sight. Sam turant meri meri choot ke paas aaya aur turant hi apna land mere andar daal diya main is baar ekdam chatpatane lagi woh kuch jyada hi josh main tha aur uske har jhatake main mujhe maza aa raha tha jaise hi wo jhada turant hi banti aa gaya maine kaha kuch to khyal karo main ladaki hoon to banti bola aaz tum ladaki nahi ek randi ho aur tumhen choodwana padaga maine kaha main kab mana kar rahi hoon par thodi der to rook jaao wo bola main thodi der aur cantrol nahi kar sakta aur mere dono pair. Almost all the girls wore stockings and I dreamed of the day I would slip on my first pair and stride off to school with all the boys admiring my beautiful legs. The thought of wearing a pretty and lacy, bra and panty set under my school clothes sent chills up my spine and made my insides seem to glow in a strange way. Certainly those beautiful underclothes were far more appealing to me than the plain white panties and maidenform bra my mom had me wearing. The knee socks I wore made me look. It would stretch her at first, it would likely even hurt for a moment, but she assured Jutta that she would adjust, and experience a pleasure like no other. The Count bent toward her but Jutta stopped him. “Togliere la maschera,” she said. The Count hesitated, suddenly self-conscious. Slowly he undid his elaborate leather wrap, revealing the grotesqueness of his battle-damaged face and head. Jutta reached up to him and cradled his face in her soft hands. She pulled him toward her and then.