A woman, without a shadowof a doubt."What do you think?" she asked."I think that you look fantastic," I said. "Have you eaten yet? Themeeting starts...at 3:00pm so I would like to take you to lunch. Maybe weshould stop off somewhere to buy you something to wear. Something alittle more professional looking.She insisted that she had money, but I waved that away. She was my carerat home. If I was asking her to attend to my needs outside the house,and I expected a standard of presentation, I. However, I can honestly say that I am truly dominant; I do know Myself and am confident in My own skin. I know that I am not perfect, and I don't treat my subs like dirt out of a sense of insecurity like other "doms". My subs are my prized possessions, and sometimes they require discipline. In your submission to Me, your Owner, you will learn to please Me so that, in time, you will know what to do with minimal instruction. Parts of your training could include: Presentation (dressing to please. ’ She held on to my hand tightly, fiercely, as if she thought that by letting it go I might disappear. She looked into my eyes, deeply, and said, ‘You have no idea what I’ve been through today. I don’t want to sound too forward, or make this into something it’s not, but could we go back to your room, where it’s quieter and a little more private?’ ‘Sure we can, and I’ll leave the door open if that’ll make you feel more at ease,’ I answered her. We got up and walked through the three coaches back. Every time I sent my tongue across one she'd moan so softly, I wasn't sure I'd heard her. Finally she whispered "Please, take off the rest of my clothes." I looked at her, astonished, and smiled. I leaned over to kiss her breasts again. "Please," she said "don't make me beg." I smiled and kissed her lips. "Okay," I whispered. I kissed my way down to her zipper, undid it, slid her jeans down her slender legs and tossed them onto a chair. I spread her legs and felt her trembling. Slowly,.