The Perils of Being a Domme, with Lady Liz
Being a Domme can place us in some funny situations ... Recently, I offered a Christmas special. What better way to enjoy the hoildays than with a rosy bottom and tingling prick!
One of my submissives books a session for 11am. I dress, head to toe, in my finest PVC. My submissive calls to let me know he's parking his car and will be knocking at my door in moments. I smooth my hands over my bustier, loving how my breasts rise from the shiny black PVC.

Lady Liz (772) 293-9393
Knock, knock! I open the door and smile widely—at the mailman! We gawk at each other, paralyzed with surprise.
Come in, please, I tell my mailman, as it's terribly cold and I would, ahem, prefer my neighbors not glance over to see me in black PVC! But, my mailman just hands me the packages and run off—as my delightful submissive approaches the door.
I try, really, to be the sternest Domina—but I'm racked with giggles. Oh, what an uncanny life I lead!
Stay tuned for Part 2 of "The Perils of Being a Domme" next week!
One of my submissives books a session for 11am. I dress, head to toe, in my finest PVC. My submissive calls to let me know he's parking his car and will be knocking at my door in moments. I smooth my hands over my bustier, loving how my breasts rise from the shiny black PVC.

Lady Liz (772) 293-9393
Knock, knock! I open the door and smile widely—at the mailman! We gawk at each other, paralyzed with surprise.
Come in, please, I tell my mailman, as it's terribly cold and I would, ahem, prefer my neighbors not glance over to see me in black PVC! But, my mailman just hands me the packages and run off—as my delightful submissive approaches the door.
I try, really, to be the sternest Domina—but I'm racked with giggles. Oh, what an uncanny life I lead!
Stay tuned for Part 2 of "The Perils of Being a Domme" next week!




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