Steel Boned Corset Chronicles: Her Comeback as a Dominatrix Volume 1

I was out running errands; shopping, the bank, dry cleaning pick-up, the usual Monday morning duties. I had just done my grocery shopping and was walking in the parking lot to my car. I heard a deep familiar voice calling my name, “Melissa! Melissa!” I turned around and it was my old friend from over twenty years ago. He looked the same too! “Oh my god!” I yelled out. “You haven’t changed one bit!” I never knew his real name, he had always gone as Master Azrael and he was about ten years older than I was. I’m 44 years old now, but when I was in my early twenties, I went under his wing and performed as a Dominatrix for him in his dungeon. We caught up on our lives over a cup of coffee later and he informed me that he had been in the Dominating business all this time but he was ready to retire. He had asked me if I would ever be interested in taking over the dungeon. Wow. That was a big responsibility, I thought to myself.