Chapter Two
Meeting Mistress Tatyanna
I looked at myself in the mirror. Mistress Taz, had just an hour to get me prepared facially, as I had been on a work-related zoom meeting until 5pm. I had the shirt on, that I had worn to arrive in. Freda had washed and ironed it very efficiently, whilst we were out on Sunday afternoon, along with all my dirty clothes including my underwear. She had placed them in a pile in the bedroom of the dungeon, which I presumed was where I would base my existence.
For the last zoom meeting under my shirt, I was fully dressed for my night out, including my false breasts, sensual lingerie and this time crotchless tights as tonight’s skirt was mid-thigh length. Mistress Taz even wanted me to sit in the four-inch ankle boots during the whole afternoon of email c
