GLOVES & SMOTHERING: I place you in front of a large, gold framed mirror and stand close, very closely behind you. My breath brushes against your neck. There is only you and I, time stands still. My deep black leather opera gloves, encasing my slender hands, reach forward, on either side of your torso and caress you pale flesh. I admire the contact, black against pale cream. Gently I slide them over your belly button, nipples and slowly explore my newly acquired property, observed in the mirror. Me….. and you. I run my leather gloved hands through your hair. I feel and hear your breathing become rhythmic, r-e-l-a-x-e-d. YOU JERK, STARTLED….. my black hand now pressed firmly over your mouth and nose. I feel you tense and I whisper in your ear, ‘you belong to me, you are mine….. forget this at your peril’. I release my grip and gently rub my satin bra, my erect nipples, over your back. Just like a feline, sensually stroking. I press my torso firmly against your back again and looking up into the mirror note your lids have softly lowered. S-l-o-w-l-y…… slowly, I travel my hands down to your tender bits and GRAB HOLD with a firm grip. ‘And this’, I say, ‘is created for me, the stronger sex. It is to provide pleasure, in which ever way I deemed appropriate, do you understand? You, you the weaker sex….. your sex all exposed whilst I, Mistress Hourglass belong to the stronger. You sense my hidden mystery….. my power’……