It's 9AM, the coast is clear and the house is empty. I have around 4 hours to enjoy some freedom and let go. In a flash, I've discarded my male clothing - tee shirt, shorts, underwear flying in all different directions as I make a mad dash to the shower.
Time for a shave. Hot towel to soften the stubble. Plenty of shaving foam and new razor. Hands trembling and wouldn't you know it, I nick myself on the chin. Damn! Sure enough the bloody cut won't stop oozing. No time to fret - I clean up as best as I can and make another mad dash to my stash of goodies well hidden away and bring them into the bedroom.
I start with the vintage looking Rago satin girdle with six suspenders. Nice and tight to hold in my middle aged girth. Next the opaque stockings to hide my tarantula legs (I gotta book that full body waxing!). On with the clips. So far so good. Next I slink into a PVC bra with built in falsies then finally slip into a figure hugging short sleeve body dress which comes to just below the knees. I keep telling myself to calm down, there's plenty of time!
Next come the boots - my gorgeous Fernando Berlin thigh high spike heeled boots. I slowly and meticulously envelope each leg into the wonderful supple leather, zip up and fasten the buckle at the top of the thigh. They feel so snug. I prance around for a few minutes, enjoying the click-clack against the wooden floor boards. Who needs to work out on your legs at the gym when you can walk in hight heels all day - my calves are certainly getting a good workout.
So now for the part which is totally new to me - makeup. Thankfully the bleeding has subsided. I try to remember all the tips on application I've been watching on youtube. Concealer, foundation, eye shadow, eye liner and the thorn in my side - lipstick. How in the hell can I get it right?!?! With everything In place, I conclude I look like a medieval gargoyle...oh well, screw it! Finally the black bob wig.
With that done, I complete the outfit by donning my Frateli Orsini lambskin leather opera gloves, taking the time to smooth the fine soft leather up each arm - god, they feel divine. Almost there - a nice blue scarf to hide my neck and finally my long sleeve leather shirt which could double as a jacket.
Viewing myself in the full length mirror, makeup faux pas aside, I think I don't look half bad and looking back at me is Mistress Eve, dominant leather CD mistress wishing she could have a play partner to have fun with.
Wait, what's that sound?? Key in the door - oh crap!!!!!
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4:51 am Thursday, 19th October, 2017
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