Jeanne

Dancing is my thing. I love to dance at the disco. Me and my master goes there most weekends, and when Monday comes my master usually starts to plan what I am going to wear and do to satisfy him next weekend. I am exhibitionistic. I love people looking at me and all my clothes are revealing and provocative. My favorite type of clothes is short tight dress, but I will wear anything my master wishes me to wear. I am an expert in wearing high heels, and always does so, even at home. Usual height for dancing is 6 inches, but I do love a good pair ballet hells.

I am sitting next to my master enjoy the looks from men and women. They make me hot and wanting. Then I see you. Discretely I check you out, and find you acceptable to be one of my men for the night. I look up at my master and point at you. He looks you over and nods. I get up and slowly I move closer to you Het you, would you like to dance with me? You react with interest, and I grab your hand and drag you to the dancefloor. Come on, this is my song! We dance a little bit, but I want more. I touch you back and you take the hint and drag me close. I sigh with pleasure. Thank you, sexy, tonight you and I are going to have soo much fun. I drag you towards my master. You hesitate when you see him. Don't worry, he has given me the permission.