Dominatrix Annabelle - A Trip down Memory Lane! Part 2 Pantyhose

As hobson continues his journey with me, he is reminded of his earlier days. Arriving at my Manor, exploring my large Victorian rooms with sash windows and heavy velvet drapes. Until finally entering my bedroom chamber! Oh how he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand to attention. The sheer excitement of it all, knowing how naughty he was, entering my room in secret, or so he thought! Little did he realise I was watching him!Finding my laundry basket with my used fully fashioned nylon seamed stockings and lacy knickers! Mmm . . . he loved to smell my signature scent.Of course, he became so confident, it was almost as though he wanted me to catch him in the act, and my word, when that day came, he had not considered the consequences! Over my knees, peachy buttocks raised, and thwack, thwack, thwack, leaving a wonderful crisp red hand print on both cheeks! Oh how I love to leave my mark as a wonderful reminder!