lady and the tramp

I am getting very excited, for I am soon to meet somebody new! We'll call her Lady Godiva, although that isn't her real name - that would be silly. I don't think she has a horse, for a start. But anyway, I am soon going to be meeting L.G and I am very excited indeed. Very nervous too, as this is a whole new experience for me.

You see, L.G isn't your average lady. This is most prominent from the fact that she is actually a man - a real 100% man. A man who shaves his legs, puts on his hair and heels, paints his face, and becomes something of a beautiful Dominatrix.

Obviously, this excites me a great deal for all the obvious reasons; she's a Dominatrix; she's beautiful; she adores perverted little sluts; she too has a boot fetish; it's fucking HOT. And when she said she's going to fuck me with her strap-on cock... I nearly melted.

Of course, as already mentioned, I am also nervous as hell. I've never been at the mercy of a Domme. I've certainly never had sexual contact (or indeed any sort of 'contact') with a woman who isn't really a woman. Woman is the wrong word though, she is a Lady. A lady who commands respect, and to tell you the truth, I'm bricking it. I was always nervous around Dommes, and this is no different. In fact, it's worse. It's scary.

I'm scared of being out-womaned. What if she has nicer shoes, prettier hair... better make-up?! What if she's elegant and classy and basically all of the things I'm not? It would be bad enough if she was a woman, but to be out-womaned by a man? I'm not sure my delicate little ego could take the humiliation.

But, then again, I love humiliation too. Bloody hell.