My Dominant nature is apparent to everyone I meet. I went to the mall today to pick up My real-man boyfriend and spend his lunch break with him. He was late getting out, so I sat and waited for him at one of the food court tables. A man walked by Me a few times and I could tell he was staring at Me. I smiled sweetly and held My head high, sitting up straighter in My chair as he passed a second time. I could tell he was VERY submissive and obviously checking Me out, lol! he was older, 42 I think he said when he finally got the balls to walk over and talk to Me.
he said his name was mark and I let him know right away that I was waiting for My boyfriend. he was disappointed, but he was so captivated by My superior nature that he decided to stay and chat with Me for a while. We met up with My boyfriend and walked around the mall, mark trailing behind us and staring at the ground like any good subbie should while Gabriel and I ate and chatted. When Gabriel went back to work, mark approached Me respectfully, as any submissive male should approach a Mistress, and asked to purchase My stockings.
I, of course, told him about My website and how I am a Dominatrix and enjoy it when men recognize My superiority. I was more than happy to sell him My stockings, for a price of course. We walked around the mall a bit more, talking and making sure that My stockings were nice and stinky for him. When he was satisfied that My socks were smelly enough for him, we went out to My car.
After he paid Me, I made mark unlace My converse and take them off My feet. he immediately brought one of My stockinged feet up to his nose and inhaled deeply. I had him slip off My white cotton stockings and he took care to smell each one before putting it in the plastic bag I had in My car. he was very polite, always telling Me how beautiful and sweet I was, how much he wished he was lucky enough to have a girl like Me, lol! At least he already knew his place!
mark asked Me if I would be kind enough to let him take some pictures of My feet with his camera-phone. I agreed and posed them how he liked. he caressed and massaged My stinky feet for Me between photographs, every once in a while bringing the toes up to his nose and the sole to his lips and kissing and sniffing them.
Eventually I had to cut him off – I bet he would have sat there worshipping My perfect feet all night, lol! Just sitting there in My car in the mall parking lot, drooling over them, massaging My perfect feet and toes…
