The room was dimly lit, a covered lampshade in the converted hotel apartment that set off a deep rouge glow, and the single remaining bulb that shined triumphantly over the vanity mirror in the bathroom. It was just enough to see his shadowy features as he helped her dress for the night. He kissed her gently on the neck three times as he fastened the hooks on her black corset with emerald green highlights that just barely concealed what would soon become her wares, her commodity her trade device. Well, among other things at least.<br/><br/>The corset had built in garter straps, but they were detachable and so he removed them in favor of a more traditional garter, one with emerald green satin to match the corset and pink and black lace to fill in the gaps for the remainder of the functionality of the garment. The garter had pink ribbons to tie it in place and his delicate fingers took great pleasure in fulfilling that task. Once finished, he grabbed her hips and pressed the left side of his face against her taut but fleshy rump and held there for a long moment.<br/><br/>Without incident, he released her and reached for a set of thigh highs and prompted her to lift her heel and point her toes so that he could begin to roll on the stocking. As he fitted her with each stocking, he used his strong but delicate hands to caress her calves and thighs before placing the clips on the front and back of each stocking. This seemed to be one of his favorite parts of the evening, dressing her up to fulfill his deranged fantasy. Tonight must be a special night though, as he pulled out her form fitting leather mini skirt. Prompting her to step into it one foot at a time, he slowly pulled the small bit of leather over her hips and buttocks. It was a tight fit, and the zipper hadn’t even been pulled yet. It didn’t take long for that to change though.<br/><br/>As was customary for nights like tonight, she was not allowed to wear panties, not even a thong or a g-string or something, anything to cover up or act as a barrier between the world and her delicate parts. He placed each foot into a spiked heel shoe and buckled the small insignificant strap that would ideally hold the shoes in place. He released the hand cuffs that had been holding her to a bar mounted into the wall from when the room used to belong to the hotel. Now it was just another tool for him to control her with.<br/><br/>Having freed her, he placed a few items on the counter, a powder tin with a brush, a few liner pencils, both for eyes and lips, a shallow jar of foundation and an applicator pad as well as three different colors of red lipstick and a clear gloss coater. He sat on the vanity counter top while she began to work on her appearance and smiled as he watched her. He was an attractive man, dangerously so. He was tallish, thin and solid but not muscular in a macho way. There was a natural grace about him that offset his perversions and came close to justifying them. How he’d gained control of her was another matter altogether…<br/><br/><strong>”You’re going to have fun tonight, you’ll see.”</strong>That was all he said throughout their entire preparations. Well, her preparations. As usual he wore a black button up long sleeve shirt, black work pants and he had a black overcoat hanging up by the door just over his black steel toed Red Wing’s, a stark contrast to his relatively pale complexion. For all of his tenderness and gentle touch, this was just one side of him. It was a side that presented often enough to make the arrangement pleasurable and worthwhile. When the perversions began is really difficult to tell, and who began them even more so. But there was a point at which she had said no to him and it was like a set of wires crossed. He did not become abusive, not in the slightest. But the next morning, she awoke to find herself chained to their bed and a host of other people in their bedroom. A story for another time…<br/><br/>The two walked hand in hand down the twists and turns of the city streets until they found their way to the designated starting point. He let her hand go and kissed her lightly on the cheek so as not to spoil her makeup and said softly,<strong>”You’re going to work freely tonight.”</strong>And then he raised a hand in welcoming to the dark slummy street filled with spray painted walls, dingy alleyways and abandoned cars. It was still early yet so there was not much activity, but that would change… It would all change.<br/>