That lucky guy, I guess, was a decent looking 30~ish guy. I quickly spot a ring on his hand, so he was likely married, that's just something I often t...ink about when looking at older men.I wasn't interested by any mean, and very fortunately the ride was about 25 minutes as usual, but I felt so embarrassed... The worst moment was when, thinking of something else, or under the "pressure" of the guy furtive looks at my stockings, I started for a brief moment to nervously smile, and the guy spot. I realized that I wanted to please her. Her desires had become the most important things in my life. Part of me wanted to be free, but a much bigger part wanted her to keep me.The next day went exactly as Mistress Kimberly had described. I was released from bondage and told to shower. After I was dressed in my mini-skirt and blouse, Mistress Kimberly had me put on a garter belt and fishnet stockings. The mini-skirt barely reached the tops of the stockings. I was allowed to wear my flat. You will be a good little slut won't you? This is not your first time being someone's slut is it?" He's starring at me waiting for an answer. "Yes Master you’re not my first but I will be a good step in sub for you!" I whisper. My pussy is almost dripping as I say these words. He turns me around quickly by my arms, pushing me against the wall and leaning on my back. I can feel his hard cock against my bum and this only makes my pussy wetter and my breathing harder. I feel his breath on my neck. If you please me, I may let you please me more.” I stood there looking at her and looking around the room. There were floggers and paddles hanging from a board that was bolted to one wall, there were some chains and other sinister looking things lying on a saw horse and then there were the manacles on the wall near where I was to stack things. Attached near the ceiling, there appeared to be two more attachment point near the floor as well! I turned and numbly walked back up the steps wondering.