Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mistress Anna’s handsome, powerful boyfriend went on vacation… with his wife. This infuriated her with psychotic rage. But the more she thought of it, she began to laugh. Why should she stay at home, or wait for him? Why behave? When Daddy is away, anyone can play.
When Daddy’s Away
She slapped herself and gathered herself together. She decided to get dressed in her sluttiest Sunday best, with her latex and mesh fishnets, her corset, her garter, and her 8’’ thigh high boots. There was a fetish rave going on tonight, and she thought, well, why the hell not?
Mistress Anna got there and danced among gimps and ghouls, goth babes and pets alike. She posed at the bar and got gawked at and approached, but she couldn’t find anyone fuckable to her standards. She went outside to have a smoke, but there was no luck there either. Boys asked her out, gimps chased and worshipped her. But no one actually struck her attention that she felt was worthy.
She soon left out of boredom, walking to the parking lot alone clicking the heels of her thigh high boots. She sighed all the way home. She didn’t want to admit that she missed her stupid ass boyfriend. She stopped at a 24hr diner on the way home to go have coffee and pie by herself. When she walked in her heart stopped: there sitting at the bar was a handsome gentleman, he had tattoos all over his skull, and piercings on his lip, tattooed covered hands, and he was dressed in all black. Their eyes met as if to say ‘’Hello’’ and ‘’Meoww’’ simultaneously. Mistress Anna walked by him pretending to go to the washroom and made sure to brush up against him. She could feel his eyes upon her.
When she came out of the washroom, the handsome stranger was standing outside waiting for her. She was going to get her wish. She was going to cheat on her boyfriend in the worst way possible.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203