My Tales as a Submissive to a Master Part 1
I get out the door and it’s still a little brisk this early in the morning. My nipples are poking through my sports bra like two little diamonds. I do a quick warm up, a few stretches and I’m off. On my run I see a few people out early as well. An elderly couple on their porch enjoying a cup of coffee, the mail man on his early route, and a construction worker getting ready for the day ahead. Of course, the construction worker whistled at me as I went by. I ignored him and just kept up my...