"What are we doing then?"

Hannah's face brightens up when you agree. To a regular person this maniacal grin would be worrying. For you, it's all been set-up by your Goddess so it's going to be amazing no matter what. It's more a shame it's not her right in front of you and not Hannah.

"Well she said that for the day you're my plaything! Haha! So to be my good boy, strip for me right now." You can tell Hannah is just replicating porn right now. She isn't a natural domme like your Goddess but she's trying her best and your old self would've been incredibly turned on by Hannah being demanding.

You still oblige and start to strip for your old love. Even though you had done this so many times in the past it feels peculiar. You have a feeling that you shouldn't be stripping for Hannah. She isn't the woman you love. She isn't Ella.

When you're finally naked, Hannah goes back to the front porch, and walks back in. She's put on her heels again. She slowly starts to strut towards you. She looks so good in heels, the cliche line 'legs that go on for days' is the best way to describe it. And my good you feel as submissive right now as you do when you're with Ella.

Hannah is now looking down at your eyes. Those heels prop her height to at least 6'5" and for the first time in you're life you believe that Hannah could truly dominate you and make you hers.

"Haha I never used to wear these with you, it's more of a recent phase. I mean, look how tall I am! Haha! Do you like me towering over you Mike? I bet you feel so small and worthless right now don't you?"

"I do Hannah." You reply. Honestly you do, Hannah looks so domineering right now and you don't know what to do but just take in her form right now.

SMACK

You're snapped out of your gazing by a harsh smack from Hannah. What the fuck is she doing?

"My name is Mistress Hannah, got that you piece of shit?" Hannah looks at you with pure aggression in her eyes. She really likes this.

'Damn when did Hannah get into BDSM?' You think to yourself. You can't help to like it though. This is what you wanted three years ago but it never happened. She was so passive and submissive like most girls. As we can tell I'm not into that.

You drop onto your knees and start to kiss Hannah's high heels.

"I'm sorry Mistress Hannah, I never meant to anger you. I'm sorry Mistress. What should I do?"