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LillianDevereux said:
Well Mr. Thom….My personal pictures here should further the subject (or the story matter) and about me dressing in all of these three wonderful choices and so much more. That is of course based on what my lover is dictating for me to wear for our session at hand. And what personality I should be assuming for pleasing his visual hunger and D/s delight!

KNEE-HIGHS OR ANKLE SOCKS: Based on the attached picture, he called me his 'poupée brisée', his 'broken doll'; he especially liked me to apply a very heavy ivory foundation, with overpainted eyes and lips, pale-just slightly rouged-cheeks, and to dress for him in an aging schoolgirl girl fashion. I would drown in his fantasy; suffocate in the intensity of his perverse desires and he relishing my high-heeled walk hips and tits. My thoughts: “Stroke me. Coax the melody from my taut body. I want to vibrate beneath your fingers…go taste my whorish red painted nails. Red nails that stroked my cunt lips so you can taste my passion on them; I lust for my excitement just as I prey on your excitement.”

STOCKINGS AND GARTERS: Yes my perfume; my clothes; gloves; heels; seamed hose, all spoke to his needs and wants! He always watched me, slowly smoothing black stockings over my freshly moisturized legs; attaching the hose to the garters. His eyes catching the sheen of my black corset and noticing the intricate detailing in the fabric. He was my voyeur, caressing my long theatrical lashes with his hungry eyes and then moving down to the full redness of my lips; the way in which they were carefully outlined with a darker lip pencil. Then his eyes following the movements of my hands as they played over my body and as I began to excite myself, softly undulating in front of the mirror and getting hot; hotter. He wanted to collect every moment: and my transformation to the embodiment of his fantasy desires. There are very few moments in my life that are as delicious as this very time and me feeling my heart stop dead. I die a thousand small deaths watching him, and with my legs then crossed on the stool, my ass balanced primly on the red vinyl. But for that very day…it was winter. It was Paris. He is Thierry. What more could I possibly want?

SIMPLY AN ASIDE: Of course masks and hoods have always been it for me. Masks are freedom--outlaw freedom. The Lone Ranger, Batman and Robin, Zorro, the Riddler, Venetian Carnivals and Masquerade Ball Masks: these are all characters beyond the constraints of society. Whether you pull on a mask or paint on a mask with cosmetics, the effect is the same; i.e. you acquire the freedom to step beyond the confines of your social strata, your moral milieu, ones catholic upbringing. Thierry my former lover understood the concept of masks as freedom and he encourages me to explore different personae through the judicious use of extreme makeovers, wigs and wardrobe. "Freedom and freedom denied." I am what he desires in those moments when he whispered his succulent fantasies into my ready ear. Then of course I always knew that with my lifelong D/s leanings, I am living in a world of my own creation, a world of paint and glamour and the wanton swirl of sexual fantasies gone awry. It is a world of extremes indulged simply because their indulgence is possible. Best…lilly!

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You are absolutely stunning
 
LillianDevereux said:
Well Mr. Thom….My personal pictures here should further the subject (or the story matter) and about me dressing in all of these three wonderful choices and so much more. That is of course based on what my lover is dictating for me to wear for our session at hand. And what personality I should be assuming for pleasing his visual hunger and D/s delight!

KNEE-HIGHS OR ANKLE SOCKS: Based on the attached picture, he called me his 'poupée brisée', his 'broken doll'; he especially liked me to apply a very heavy ivory foundation, with overpainted eyes and lips, pale-just slightly rouged-cheeks, and to dress for him in an aging schoolgirl girl fashion. I would drown in his fantasy; suffocate in the intensity of his perverse desires and he relishing my high-heeled walk hips and tits. My thoughts: “Stroke me. Coax the melody from my taut body. I want to vibrate beneath your fingers…go taste my whorish red painted nails. Red nails that stroked my cunt lips so you can taste my passion on them; I lust for my excitement just as I prey on your excitement.”

STOCKINGS AND GARTERS: Yes my perfume; my clothes; gloves; heels; seamed hose, all spoke to his needs and wants! He always watched me, slowly smoothing black stockings over my freshly moisturized legs; attaching the hose to the garters. His eyes catching the sheen of my black corset and noticing the intricate detailing in the fabric. He was my voyeur, caressing my long theatrical lashes with his hungry eyes and then moving down to the full redness of my lips; the way in which they were carefully outlined with a darker lip pencil. Then his eyes following the movements of my hands as they played over my body and as I began to excite myself, softly undulating in front of the mirror and getting hot; hotter. He wanted to collect every moment: and my transformation to the embodiment of his fantasy desires. There are very few moments in my life that are as delicious as this very time and me feeling my heart stop dead. I die a thousand small deaths watching him, and with my legs then crossed on the stool, my ass balanced primly on the red vinyl. But for that very day…it was winter. It was Paris. He is Thierry. What more could I possibly want?

SIMPLY AN ASIDE: Of course masks and hoods have always been it for me. Masks are freedom--outlaw freedom. The Lone Ranger, Batman and Robin, Zorro, the Riddler, Venetian Carnivals and Masquerade Ball Masks: these are all characters beyond the constraints of society. Whether you pull on a mask or paint on a mask with cosmetics, the effect is the same; i.e. you acquire the freedom to step beyond the confines of your social strata, your moral milieu, ones catholic upbringing. Thierry my former lover understood the concept of masks as freedom and he encourages me to explore different personae through the judicious use of extreme makeovers, wigs and wardrobe. "Freedom and freedom denied." I am what he desires in those moments when he whispered his succulent fantasies into my ready ear. Then of course I always knew that with my lifelong D/s leanings, I am living in a world of my own creation, a world of paint and glamour and the wanton swirl of sexual fantasies gone awry. It is a world of extremes indulged simply because their indulgence is possible. Best…lilly!

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Love her in the car wearing red high heels..🔥😜💓
 
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Certainly a cutie, no doubt of that.
 
LillianDevereux said:
I love your points and observations. What can I say? “Dress less to impress. Dress more to score?” So here is how I feel about the different presentations and or my lover’s prescriptions during our D/s times together. His rules where simple: “Once the session had started the rules will need to be played through. The way you will dress for me and the person you will be assuming has no bearing on the time of day and night. You will always dress to simply keep my Cock hard.” Enjoy and best…lilly!

1. Panties: When we are out and about I never wear them. My cunt needs to be accessible at all times. My see-through dress picture here actually (when zooming-in) shows my pussy outline very well.

2. Walking with your hand frequently cupping her ass-cheeks and feeling the outline of her garters: This for me has always been a delight in feeling his exploratory, groping and confirming touch on any of my curves and with demonstrating his sheer desire for me. Besides I love in having him publically and ‘possessively ’palming my cunt’ right through the thin polka dotted fabric and to be sure whom I belong too! In the picture here one can clearly get a glimpse of my garters framing my pussy so perfectly packaged.

3. Skirts with exposed stockings and garter straps: I was standing by the pool in the Villa. I knew that my impromptu position made him desire me even more. Giving him ideas! As it should.

4. Thinner material dresses that reveal garters: My specialty all the way! The picture was taken during one of our Sunday drives with a Brunch date to follow in a conservative Country Inn! He wanted to show me off. So perfect for my mood and the prudish guests I imagined dropping their jaws! Notice: My already hard nipples clearly seen under my obligatory polka dotted dress.

5. Another way for her to say "honey, this is for you:” At the Villa walking up and down the steps for him hoping in quenching his visual hunger. I am his 'aging schoolgirl slut' on a leash and my ass overhanging my short plaid skirt. The way it should always be and me repeatedly whispering: “This is all for you and so much more.”

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You are a very classy sexy lady thanks for sharing.
 
LillianDevereux said:
My arguments with your post:

1. Panties: I love that panties hide the treasure beneath and I love taking them off her to expose that treasure. It does not matter how many times I have seen her naked before.

2. Walking with your hand frequently cupping her ass-cheeks and feeling the outline of her garters: No argument

3. Skirts with exposed stockings and garter straps: Always sexy but the skirt should always cover the garters and stocking tops when she is standing up straight.

4. Thinner material dresses that reveal garters: Can be okay, but I prefer the mystery of them hidden until the critical moment.

5. Another way for her to say "honey, this is for you:” When my wife, or girl friend, dresses sexy for me I know it is for me. When my wife dresses sexy for her Seattle boy friend, I know it is for him and I am sure he does too.
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Thank you for posting.
 
LillianDevereux said:
I love your points and observations. What can I say? “Dress less to impress. Dress more to score?” So here is how I feel about the different presentations and or my lover’s prescriptions during our D/s times together. His rules where simple: “Once the session had started the rules will need to be played through. "The way you will dress for me and the person you will be assuming has no bearing on the time of day and night. You will always dress to simply keep my Cock hard.” Enjoy and best…lilly!

1. Panties: When we are out and about I never wear them. My cunt needs to be accessible at all times. My see-through dress picture here actually (when zooming-in) shows my pussy outline very well.

2. Walking with your hand frequently cupping her ass-cheeks and feeling the outline of her garters: This for me has always been a delight in feeling his exploratory, groping and confirming touch on any of my curves and with demonstrating his sheer desire for me. Besides I love in having him publically and ‘possessively ’palming my cunt’ right through the thin polka dotted fabric and to be sure whom I belong too! In the picture here one can clearly get a glimpse of my garters framing my pussy so perfectly packaged.

3. Skirts with exposed stockings and garter straps: I was standing by the pool in the Villa. I knew that my impromptu position made him desire me even more. Giving him ideas! As it should.

4. Thinner material dresses that reveal garters: My specialty all the way! The picture was taken during one of our Sunday drives with a Brunch date to follow in a conservative Country Inn! He wanted to show me off. So perfect for my mood and the prudish guests I imagined dropping their jaws! Notice: My already hard nipples clearly seen under my obligatory polka dotted dress.

5. Another way for her to say "honey, this is for you:” At the Villa walking up and down the steps for him hoping in quenching his visual hunger. I am his 'aging schoolgirl slut' on a leash and my ass overhanging my short plaid skirt. The way it should always be and me repeatedly whispering: “This is all for you and so much more.”

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Very hot, I'd love to tear you up!

Thanks for posting!
 
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