Dressing for pleasure, dressing for power

 Have been writing here a bit more than usual, and am conscious that there is a lot for my belle Tyrante to pick up, and a lot more than she would normally like to have to pick up, seeking a simple straightforward life as she does.   

So to my number one reader, please worry not. If things i have written here seem complicated, we can discuss them at yours. If their purpose seems unclear, such as my desire to keep photography in mind, i will explain this too over breakfast or similar. My general thought is to keep growing, and doing things as worthy of memorialising as the very first time we met.  

Anyways some things are clear and working well I think. Tootsie time for example, seeing my lovely Miss blissed out on the sofa, while her feet are gently soaked, then dried then rubbed til soft and relaxed. Then to stroke her legs tenderly from toe to thigh, light teasing strokes.

Afterwards I dress for pleasure, using that old construction - soft lace topped black seamed stockings, compressing high waisted control knickers and girdlette with 6 suspenders. Dressing for pleasure and not some reaching for identity, save perhaps to let out the inner slut in me. 

But something as heavenly feeling shouldn't just be for simpering sissy sluts shurely?

Miss, you mentioned you had some suspenders yourself, comfortable and sensual. 

So how about if we extend tootsie time further? Stretch it out to helping you out of your plain black trews? Sat on the sofa as the warming water washes feet and is laved over legs too. Patted dry and then massaged slowly with scented lotion, from toes to thigh. 

Then when thoroughly rubbed in, we can help you up briefly, and step you into the suspender belt. Then sit you down and ease a slippery smooth stocking up each leg, attaching each to their suspenders (you may need to sit forward to do the ones at the back... ;)

Then when you are fully dressed, you can ease back again and i will bend low to your feet and press my lips to  your toes and plant kisses from there on up. Mixing these kisses with tender strokes of your stocking clad legs? 

And when we are done with this, perhaps dress you properly for power? Some nice black leather boots? Knee high and comfortable, shiny but where some more licking might be appropriate? I could help you into them, then really be your boot licking little bitch? 

Then finally up to the special room, to be strapped up, or strapped down, or cuffed and hung from the ceiling? To feel your boots on my body and be back where i belong? Perhaps get a chance to be you butt kissing little bitch too?

Some thoughts anyway. 

And if you can't find the right suspender belt, then perhaps we can put some more business to What Katie Did Next...