Any person who’s been in a long term submissive relationship with a fetish dominatrix understands the precarious world of picking out a perfect outfit. How many mornings have I tried on dog collar after dog collar while Mistress Vengeance rolls her eyes and wonders aloud how it can possibly take me so long to get ready for a night of flagellation in our sex dungeon?

I decided to let my Dominatrix (well, I don’t LET her do anything, but she commanded me to let her) pick out my clothes for an entire week! It didn’t take me long to wonder what I had gotten myself into, but ultimately the results were super surprising, and just reaffirmed how much I love her for seeing my as I truly am, and also habitually beating me with a spike:

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