Zoey had recently gotten into a relationship with this woman who is a bit older than her and whom she is learning to address her as her ‘Mistress’. Being a college student, she finds it difficult to give her enough time but tries her best since she loves to spend time with her. The way the redheaded woman claims her as her property give her chills along with thrill it brings her into her.<br/><br/>She always relied on her superior figure; starting from her father and then her brothers. When she came to college, miles away from home sweet home, she found herself struggling until she met her at one of the club parties she attends in city. They hit it off in the beginning but her being a bit conservative, she showed Zoey how she must behave. Zoey wanting to learn, she picked up things pretty fast and still has many things to learn yet so keeps herself devoted to her mistress.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zoey</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1141.photobucket.com/albums/n593/leo19831/VL/265949_230235646999395_153090184713942_786726_5293362_o.jpg)</div></div></div>It was that Friday night, the day she usually makes herself free for her Mistress and tonight she was running little late than usual because of an exam she had in one of her classes. On top of that, she was suppose to dress properly in something that her Mistress had gave her some money for and asked her to buy a certain outfit but with lack of time, she couldn’t. She bought a blue T and a simple, plain black shorts along with a metal buckled belt instead of a leather shorts for which she was paid for and told to dress in. She was in hurry and didn't pay heed to her request and put on this close enough dress which she thought it may work. She stood at 5'5" with 4 inches long black heels adding to her height, and weighed about 115 lbs with slender long legs. Her mid back length black hair meshed  together neatly in a side pony and her deep bluish grayish colored eyes added more to her beauty, accentuating her white complexion further. She didn’t know what this place was and when she got to the address given to her, she walked through the entrance. She realized it was some kind of a fetish club. She looked at her watch and saw she was almost 45 minutes late. Seeing back of a redhead woman with a latex-clad figure facing the entrance, Zoey realized it was her Mistress. Her legs became heavy hoping she would understand why she was late. Stepping up behind her, “Good evening!” with a cheeky smile on her face and a hand on her shoulder to get her attention.<br/>