With cooler temps, sweaters are the dress of the moment. However, that does not mean that Milord will allow me to go around all frumpy and bulky, nor would I want to! Two nights ago, Milord sent me a text asking if I’d like to meet him for dinner at Bella’s, one of our favorite Italian places. Remembering my Rule of wearing a corset or Cincher, I slipped into a white lace up cincher.

Because it was really chilly out, I decided to wear jeans. This, naturally, meant that I had to also insert a plug, something I’m not fond of doing to myself, but hey – a rule’s a rule! I selected a medium sized, but also comfortable metal one which I knew Milord liked. I didn’t think he’d ask to see it, but one can never be too careful, especially on a Monday after a particularly intense Maintenance Morning the day before!

A bit of make-up, a brush through my hair, and I was off. The look in Milord’s eyes when he saw the sweater I had chosen was enough to know I had made the right choice.

We had a lovely lunch and, before leaving, he gave me a soul shattering kiss before whispering “I want to find you dressed exactly like this when I get home. Then, I’m going to slowly strip you naked and make you scream my name while I fuck that perfect pussy of yours. Be ready.”

Yes, Milord. Yes.