Steel Boned Corset Chronicles: Her Comeback as a Dominatrix Volume 2

When I was in my early twenties, I was a Dominatrix in a real dungeon. I made a lot of money and had a lot of clients. Since then I had married, had a son and been widowed. So, here I am in my mid-forties. I was out running errands a couple of days ago and ran into my old Master, who had run the dungeon I had performed at. 
 
He offered me the dungeon because he informed me that he was retiring. I had told him that I would think it over and would get back to him with an answer. I had lunch with Julie yesterday. Julie was my best friend since high school and we had been through a lot together. She told me that I should “go for it” and how fabulous I still looked in my middle age.  
 
I had gone into my closet and pulled out my box of outfits and devices that I used back then and was going through the items reminiscing about my clients and the acts I used to perform. I had even tried on my black vinyl steel boned corset and my vinyl stiletto knee high boots. Everything fit as snug as a glove. Even my black vinyl gloves hugged my hands and fingers. 
 
Today, I was going to meet with my old Master and tell him that I will take over his domination business. I felt that I knew way more things about sex and have had more sexual experiences since my twenties and it would be very fun to get back into the dominating game once again. Actually, I couldn’t wait to start. 
 
I slipped on my heels, grabbed my purse and keys and walked out the door. I was meeting him at an old favorite restaurant of ours.