I got dressed this particular morning in sexy black lace matching underwear, a tight black Wolford poloneck, black Cervin fully fashioned stockings and black satin suspender belt. Over my stockings, I wore a skin tight black pencil skirt and patent black knee high boots.

I needed to get into my dominatrix role. This doesn’t take me long, I am definitely more dom than sub. I picked up one of my favourite riding crops, a cat like eye mask and off I went in the Bentley.

I was going to visit a friend of mine whom I let out of his cage once in a while. Sounds like an animal of some description doesn’t it?! Well he isn’t an animal, he is a man who absolutely loves me to treat him like a slave and tie him up and keep him in a cage like a wild animal. Apart from enjoying being a very domineering lady, there is another bonus for me. He pays me thousands just for treating him like this.

I arrive at his house. He lives in the middle of nowhere and has a pretty big house. He has no family, so it’s only ever him that is home. I put on my cat mask. I have a key so let myself in. I find him sitting in the corner of his little cage in exactly the same position that I left him in yesterday evening. He must be starving as the last meal he had was soup and that was a six last night. It was now 12 noon.

I walked over to the cage and unlocked the door. I untied his hands and feet and demanded he get up. He must have peed himself during the night as I had not let him go to the toilet. I told him to go and shower. I closely followed behind him and whipped his backside. I told him he was filthy for peeing himself and told him to shower. He showered whilst I threw hundreds of obscenities at him. I kept telling him that he had a pathetic looking little tiny willy and kept poking it with the end of my riding crop.

I said he could get out of the shower and said that if he dried his puny little body and put on a little pink dress and white lace panties and little white ankle socks that I would let him have lunch. He quickly dried himself and put on the clothes I told him he could wear.

I led him downstairs by the scruff of the neck and told him off for not saying please and thank you mistress Sonia.  For that, he would have to wait longer for his lunch. He would have to lick each of my patent boots and their high heels spotlessly clean first. If it wasn’t done to my liking, I would whip him 100 times.

Well, I did whip him probably 100 times anyway. One because I wanted to and two he deserved it. He was so slow at licking my boots, I had to hurry him along a little.

I told him that for lunch he could have whatever he wanted and he had to prepare it. If he didn’t prepare and eat it within an hour, there would be more punishment.

Well, the one thing he did was get his lunch out of the way quickly, I left him to eat in peace while I snooped around his walk in wardrobe. He had tonnes of fetish clothing and possibly more heels than me.

I told him that I would need payment for my services today and that I would like each note ironed so that they were perfectly flat and crease free.

After lunch, I made him get out the ironing board and iron my payment. He was paying me for a few visits, so there were plenty of lovely notes to iron.

I told him to get the iron steaming hot and make sure the ironing board was perfectly clean. I had noticed that he had splilled food on the floor and before ironing, I made him get down on all fours and lick the floor. I love to make him feel humiliated and punished for being a silly little twit.

I love to call him pathetic and I love to whip him so that he has raised red whip marks on his pasty skin.

He yelped with the pain, but I still continued to whip him. I pulled him over to the ironing board after licking the floor clean and forced him to iron.

He did iron all the notes perfectly and put them in a neat pile. I told him that he needed to pay me more next time as he had a shoe collection that rivalled mine.

I told him that I had run out of time today and was going. I told him I would be back the next day to lock him away again for a while so to get done whatever he needed to get done that afternoon.

I picked up my money and drove home in the Bentley. Not bad for a couple of hours work! Another shopping trip coming on I feel!

I had been to London for the day to meet a girlfriend for a little shopping trip. Well, it wasn’t that little actually. We had been out to lunch and had a couple of glasses of Champagne in the Harvey Nichols restaurant.

After a glass or two of Champagne, I get a bit too confident and easily lead myself to do things that I might think twice about usually. Charles did give me a spending limit and I went well over it after a little Champagne! I bought so much, I ended up catching the train and really having trouble stowing all the bags! Luckily I was seated in first class, so there was more room than in a normal carriage.

I was sitting on the train and well on my way home. It was quite late so there weren’t many passengers, just a few city workers. I was just calculating roughly what I’d spent during the day when a tall, dark, gorgeous man sat in the seat opposite me. He was probably 60, but was well groomed. Looked like an older George Clooney.

I soon forgot about what I was thinking about and focused on the George lookalike opposite me.

I was still feeling quite adventurous and I thought I might do a little flashing of my stocking tops and see if the guy noticed.

I was wearing a very sexy black shift dress and a pair of very high Christian Louboutin court shoes. I was wearing sheer black fully fashioned stockings and a lace suspender belt I’d bought recently from the Agent Provocateur’s new collection.

I kept my eyes on him as I slowly and sexily pulled up my dress, ever so slightly, just so that my stocking tops could just be seen. It did take him a couple of minutes to focus on me, but when he saw me looking at him provocatively, he put down his newspaper down and smiled.

He was sitting with his legs apart and looked nicely relaxed. I caressed my thighs and ran my fingers over my stocking tops and the metal clasps on my suspender belt. I was looking at him the whole time. He must have started to feel really turned on as I saw him change positions and his cock was growing hard. I lifted my dress a little higher and unbuttoned a couple of buttons so that my world famous DD’s were in full view. I started to slowly rub over the top of my panties until I felt myself get a little wet, then I sexily removed my panties. I pulled them down really slowly over my long, stocking clad legs and over my knees, then I let them softly drop to the floor over my sexy shoes.

I picked them up and put them on the table next to me and the George lookalike picked them up and inhaled my scent. He was so hard now and I could tell he really wanted to wank his cock. But, this was a public place, and anyone could have seen.

I was really wet now and he was watching my wet fingers slide in and out of my pussy, he didn’t take his eyes off me for a second. He had a great view sitting in a prime position. I knew I was turning him on so much and that made me do even more. He would have seen in the tops of my thighs and he would have seen my pussy throbbing. I could tell he wanted me.

The train came to a halt at the next station and it wasn’t too far from my village now. Unfortunately, the man rose to his feet with his briefcase and he told me it was his stop. He whispered to me before he got off the train. He said what a wonderful journey he had just experienced. He said he had seen my lovely wet pussy and couldn’t wait to go home and think about it and wank his hard cock until it exploded. He said it was his birthday today and I had totally made it the best Birthday in a long time. He said I looked fabulously sexy and loved my sexy stockings. He took my panties with him as a little reminder.

He thanked me and quickly got off the train before it left the station. The train left and and I went home. I got indoors and I was so wet still that I gave Charles a good fucking. That would put him in a good mood before I tell him about the money I’d spent that day!

Have you ever heard of a Bentley that breaks down? Me neither until mine did! I had driven out this particular day as I was hosting a dinner party and needed a couple of last minute items.

I drove into town, bought the things I needed and collected Charles’ suit from the dry cleaners. I was on my way home and driving down an old country lane when all of a sudden, the car slowed right down and then literally just stopped!

This was all I needed, I didn’t have very long before the dinner party and although my chef and maid were doing all the hard work I still had to go and make myself beautiful!

I sat in the car for a couple of minutes and wandered whether I knew anything about broken down vehicles….well I soon came to the conclusion that I have no idea at all. I called Charles and there was no reply. I called the house and no reply. Great.

I got out of the car and paced around in my Jimmy Choos for a couple of minutes and was just about to call the RAC when a Volvo estate pulled in next to my broken down car. An elderly chap got out of the car and asked whether I needed any assistance. I told him about the car and that I needed to get home. The man was so sweet, he looked under the bonnet and underneath the car and couldn’t find a problem. He tried to start the car and found out exactly what was wrong.

I have never been so embarrassed. I’d run out of fuel.

The man told me he would tow the Bentley home for me. Bless his heart. He got some rope out of his boot and tied the Bentley to the Volvo. I sat in the Bentley to steer the car and we were at my house in ten minutes.

Phew….that wasn’t so bad. Charles will be annoyed when I tell him that I failed to noticed the fuel was so low!

The lovely chap was about to drive away when I asked him to come in for a cup of tea. He declined my offer and I offered him cash. He didn’t want to take my money either. He did say though that he had noticed that I had dressed like a lady and he had noticed that I was wearing stockings.

He said he absolutely loved a lady in stockings, and as a payment, could he possibly have a look at my stockings. Well, this was so simple. How could I deny the poor man. His wife if he had one would probably be a little old lady who thinks that wearing crabby old tights is sexy?!

I sat in his passenger seat and told him he could look at my stockings and feel my legs for as long as he liked. No-one would have been able to see as we’d pulled in at the back of the house where the old outbuildings were. The man rolled up my short skirt and felt each of my legs until he got to the tops of my stockings. He moved his fingers over the metal clasps of my suspender straps and felt the bottom of my satin suspender belt. He had a hard willy. I asked him if he wanted an extra treat of a blow job and he declined, he said he was perfectly happy to continue feeling my sexy silky stockings. After a couple more minutes, his hand crept up a little further and he slipped his fingers inside my little white panties. He slid a finger inside me and immediately moaned with delight. He came. I saw his trousers were soaked in spunk.

I could see he felt uncomfortable after this so I got out of the car. I thanked him for his help and said that I hoped he’d enjoyed himself. He said thank you, he felt wonderful, and then sped off down the lane.

I walked through my front door and felt I done my good deed for the day! What do you think?! I bet you would cum quickly too, if you put your fingers inside my panties wouldn’t you?!

Remember me telling you the other day about my visit to Soho with my gay friend Michael? Well, it just prompted me to tell you about another time I visited Soho with my friend Danica.

It was a couple of years ago now and Danica and I had been in London doing a little shopping. We’d spent an absolute fortune on new clothes and new shoes in Bond Street and were completely worn out. It was about three in the afternoon on a Friday and we were staying the night at Charles’ London bolthole so that we could go out in the evening and have a few drinks without worrying about getting home.

We went back to the apartment and put down our bags of shopping. What a relief! We sat on the balcony overlooking the Thames and chilled out with a glass of Sancerre. We agreed we would go out early, maybe have something to eat and go to a cinema.

Danica and I both showered and changed into evening clothes and put on our heels again ready to hit the town. We got to Leicester Square and didn’t fancy the cinema after all so went for a light dinner. We went into Soho and had Dim Sum and a couple more glasses of wine. After that we strolled around Soho for a while, went to a trendy bar and had a couple of cocktails and then stumbled upon a ‘cinema’.

As we had both had a couple of drinks, we decided to take a look inside the cinema, just to see what it was like and if it was as seedy as it looked.

We walked in and payed our subs and sat down with another drink each. The place was really quiet, but after a few minutes, the bar became absolutely packed! The bar staff made a couple of little jokes about how busy they’d suddenly become and I realised then that everyone else in the bar were men.

The men had seemingly spotted Danica and I go in and it was like the word had spread that two sexy women had gone into the cinema and a whole community of men had followed us in!

It was really odd. We were having a great laugh anyway, and wandered that if we went inside the cinema and sat down to watch a movie, the men would slowly follow us in. We had a little chuckle and walked inside.

The screen was pretty big and Danica and I sat near the back and watched the movie. I’m sure you can imagine roughly what the movie was about! It was quite saucy actually! It was only about 30 seconds when the doors opened and literally all the men from the bar slowly came in and sat down very close to us. Danica and I both had a man either side of us. All the men unzipped their trousers and started to wank. They all kept on looking over at us and some even beckoned us to sit with them. The two men next to us were wanking as well and were both getting really close to Danica and I. We giggled like schoolgirls and thought we’d go along with the game. It was really hot in the room now and I took off my jacket, I was wearing a very tight t shirt underneath with no bra, so that caused a stir, all of the guys were now looking over and were wandering what we would do and whether any of them would get lucky.

Danica started to finger herself and the guy next to her was salivating, he kept touching her legs and trying so hard to put his hand up her skirt. The guy next to me had a huge cock and I thought I would suck him off. He looked just about the perfect size!

Within a millisecond, all of the men had rushed over to see what was going on and crowded round us. Some of the men were getting in the way of others and were telling each other to move out of the way, they were all wanking and watching us and it was really hot, they were getting closer and it felt like we were having a gang-bang or something! The guy I was sucking came within seconds, I made him cum on my feet. I absolutely love telling a guy what he can and can’t do! The guy next to Danica had slipped his fingers inside her pussy and immediately came on her bare legs, and the sight of us made the other guys all cum within moments of each other. Soon there were literally pools of spunk all over the floor and the men were still greedy for more action and were desperate to see what we might do next. Some were begging us to suck their cocks and some were trying hard to grab at my DD’s. It was now getting a bit out of control. Not that we thought anything bad would happen, but these men were like sex starved wolves!

We stepped over the spunk and got out of there pretty quick. Danica wiped her legs clean and we went back to the bar to finish our drinks. Soon all the men followed us out there too! A couple of men started to talk to us and bought us drinks, they were perfectly friendly guys. They said that not many women, especially sexy women visit the cinema, so that’s why we had such a big audience!

We had a good time chatting at the bar, some of the guys were really civil and some of them just stood and stared at us and were probably desperate for us to go back inside. We went back to the apartment quite late that night and after our day out, were absolutely shattered. Both slept like logs.

We’d definitely go back into the ‘Cinema’ at some point in time,but have recently learnt that it’s now closed, we’ll find another though, I’m sure.

I had made arrangements to meet up with a gay friend of mine in London who I haven’t caught up with for a while now, his name’s Michael. He’s a little older than me and I have known him for years, Really sweet guy.

Anyway, I got driven into London by Charles as he was meeting up with a business client for lunch, so he dropped me off in Soho where Michael lives. I knocked on Michael’s door and he greeted me with a massive hug. We decided on a lovely fish restaurant we’d both been to before just round the corner, then perhaps a little shopping.

Soho is such a funny place, but I really like it. It has a real buzz to it. There seems to be such a lot going on. You can do some fabulous people watching there. We had a window seat in the restaurant and watched all the people walking past, we saw all sorts. Hookers, druggies, tramps, transvestites, over the top gay men and women, loads of Chinese as they have a big community there and just the average Joe. In my sleepy village, you don’t get to see anyone like that.

I spotted a very sexy actor walking past and he gave me a huge smile. Can’t remember his name, but Michael was jealous I got the smile and not him!

We had a great lunch, a couple of glasses of champagne and we had lots of laughs. It was great catching up with Michael and getting all the juicy info on his sex life. He was seeing someone who was 20 years younger than him and having a great time.

After lunch, we needed a walk and a bit of fresh air so decided instead of heading to Bond street, we would just have a browse around the local ‘book shops’ and maybe a quick peek in some of the sex shops. I bought some outrageous new sex toys….a huge black dildo and some extremely tacky skimpy undies, which I’m sure Charles will love me to exhibit later on!

I must admit, I do get rather a lot of male attention when I’m out and about anyway, but today, men seemed to be following us. I asked Michael if he’d noticed the same men cropping up in the same shops as us and he said he had! We looked aroud and whispered about two or three men who we thought were following us round the shops and to keep our eyes on them. I said that they might be wanting to mug us or something like that. Michael said he though they were just admiring me and probably don’t see many stunning women such as myself very often. Michael’s always so flattering!

We walked into one particular book shop and I wasn’t paying much attention to anything else around me as I had found a book which really caught my eye, It was about glamorous women in the forties, very innocent, I was just thinking how gorgeous they were and how unlike the women of today look in the way that they wouldn’t ever in a million years come out in jeans and a baggy jumper! I don’t blame them, not my cup of tea either.

Today I was wearing a short black mini skirt and knee high boots and a cream cashmere polo neck. No stockings as it was a warm day.

Suddenly, to my amazement/shock, I don’t know really, I saw a man lying flat on the floor, blatantly looking right up my skirt!!!! I could almost feel his breath he was so close!!!! He made me jump and he quickly jumped to his feet and scampered off! He must have enjoyed looking at my long, bare legs and my white lace panties. What a cheek though! You don’t see many men lying on the floor in a public place looking up your skirt very often do you?!?!

I walked over to the other side of the shop to see what Michael was up to and I explained what had just happened. I had to laugh about it, Michael couldn’t believe the cheek of it either. He must have been sexually depraved or something! You could only admire his guts really! He had obviously never seen a sexy lady in a short skirt before!

Anyway, we did have a fantastic day together Michael and I and we vowed we must meet up more often. Charles met up with us, drove Michael home and we then headed for home ourselves. I told Charles all about our day and even he had a good laugh about the little bloke in the book shop!

I had to make it up to Charles after he caught me the other day in a very compromising situation with the new stablehand.

I went out and bought myself some really sexy Myla lingerie. I bought a bra and panties in black french lace with a sexy red trim and some black hold ups with cute bows at the top.

I ordered in a Thai meal so that I didn’t have to worry about cooking, clearing up the kitchen and the housemaid being around and I put on my new undies.

I went downstairs in nothing but my new purchases and some gorgeous black patent Jimmy Choos. Charles was still moody…..until he saw what I was wearing and what I’d like to do to him! I told him to sit with me and have a glass or too of a vintage champagne I’d been chilling and wait for the Thai to be delivered.

It didn’t take long for us to relax after the champagne and it certainly cheered Charles up knowing that after dinner we could retire upstairs for a little fun in the bedroom!

We had a nice romantic meal, I’d lit candles and we had a little more champers! We were both a bit giggly and Charles was getting hard after hearing my naughty whispers all evening so we went upstairs.  He followed me upstairs so that he could get a good view of my bottom and sexy legs. He loved my new lingerie and couldn’t wait to see what was underneath.

I pushed Charles onto our bed and sat astride him, I sexily stripped from my new underwear and then performed a little lapdance. I had unzipped his trousers and unleashed his cock. I sucked him so many times that evening and swallowed so much cum it was unreal!

I am not going to go into anymore detail as sometimes, I like to keep things private. Not often admittedly. Oh, I don’t know, maybe I’ll tell you another time!

Jack came over at 10 in the morning, giving lots of time to make myself look stunning. I had explained to Charles that I was busy that morning having a meeting with the Jack about his duties in the stables.

Charles was popping out to meet a client anyway, so we had the house to ourselves! Jack said he was really looking forward to me teaching him what to do to pleasure a lady like me and was so excited about receiving his first blowjob.

I was wearing a very short, tight black dress, black fully fashioned stockings and black Christian Louboutins. Jack couldn’t take his eyes off my DD’s and he was already getting hard. I could see his cock growing through his trousers.

It wasn’t long before I had Jack’s cock in my mouth and he was loving being sucked. He couldn’t understand why he’d always been so nervous of sex with a lady and said he’d probably now be a nymphomaniac!

He complimented me on how gorgeous I looked and how lucky Charles was. He certainly didn’t need to worry about sex anymore, he climbed on top of me and rode me for ages, he certainly had stamina and he could cum then get his cock hard again in an instant! I am so glad I had given Jack this little opportunity. I am hoping that when he fancies another good fucking, he’ll check to see if I’m home!

After a good couple of hours of quite dirty sex, we were just about to get dressed when Jack asked if he could fuck me one more time, but this time from behind.

Of course I obliged! There was a technical hitch this time…..Charles had burst into the bedroom and found me in a very compromising position with a stable-hand and we were at a point of not being able to stop! Jack was pumping a whole lot of spunk inside me, and I just had to tell Charles to get out and close the door!

Charles obviously just scuttled off with his tail between his legs knowing that there was nothing he could do!

After a couple of minutes, Jack and I got dressed and I sneaked him out of the back of the house, said I’d see him soon and not to worry about Charles, I said he was a right wimp and wouldn’t do anything! Jack said he had had the time of his life and was well and truly grateful to me for breaking him in!

I went back into the house and Charles was in a right mood, he was jealous it wasn’t him fucking me and he was probably jealous of Jack’s gorgeous, young, fit body! He ignored me for the rest of that day, but I made it up to him in the bedroom that night!! Bet you’d like to know what I did!!!

My new stable-hand is a local lad. He is 24 and quite a stud. He is however really shy! He is studying medicine, but when he needs a bit of extra cash, he comes to give me a hand with the horses.

This particular early morning, Jack arrived and got on with his duties just like any other day but finished in record time. I thought I’d invite him in for a spot of lunch so that I could get to know him a little better. Jack was sitting with me in the dining area whilst our housemaid prepared us some lunch. He looked a bit nervous but we soon got chatting about this and that.

I told Jack that he was doing a great job with the horses and asked him a few questions about himself, trying to get him to open up a little.

We had wine with lunch and I think that it helped to make him chat a bit more confidently! Jack had basically said that he was so shy, he had never had sex with a lady before and always got really nervous around women.

I had no option here but to help him out! I told Jack that he should have the next day off work and instead of seeing to the horses, he could see to me! I would show him exactly what a lady like me is all about in the bedroom!

Jack was a bit apprehensive about coming over and losing his virginity to his boss and was worried about Charles being around. I assured him that I would get rid of Charles for the morning and I would give his cock the best sucking he’s ever likely to get!  To be Cont…..