I carefully read through Mistress Leyla’s website and can feel myself coming under Her commanding spell, I know I must submit myself to Her for whatever purpose She may desire. I obediently fill in the application forms and wait with baited breath for my reply. I have to wait for what seems an eternity as every day I check my emails in the hope that Lady Leyla will of found me interesting and intriguing enough to grant me Her time. Finally I receive Her email and I am filled with nervous anticipation and a slight sense of foreboding as I read it. The lady has decided to grant me permission to serve and as my first task I must give Her a call on a set time and date to speak further of my duties and to arrange a suitable time for my first session. I cannot wait to talk to my now Mistress although when I do call I’m a bag of nerves and shaking as I hold the phone listening to Her silky smooth yet demanding voice.
We arrange a suitable day for my first visit to Lady Leyla and am told to expect an email beforehand. Next morning my email has arrived and it transpires Lady Leyla has definite plans for me and has taken into account what I have told Her of myself. I am instructed to purchase a pair of pink frilly girly knickers, black opaque hold up stockings, some rather slutty looking shoes with a higher than average heel and an inflatable butt-plug. This I do obediently although I am now beginning to wonder just what I have let myself in for?!