I am not the person I pretend to be. I have a totally straight life out in the open. I have a professional job, I work with charitable organizations, for a while I was Vice President of the League of Women Voters, I get along well with my family and coworkers. I am 42 and I have had a secret life for long time. I am a closet lesbian submissive. My Mistress is a 54 year old hard core lesbian cop. She is dog on a leash woman and likes to parade me around to her crowd. I have whip scars, collar scars and wrist scars. The scar under my lip and the scar on my forehead are hers, I can't count the things she has fucked me with. I am a toilet bitch, I am a shit eater and piss drinker. I can't count the number of times that I have cleaned her ass with my tongue or how many times she has pissed in my mouth. Thousands, I lick her clean almost every day and she pisses in my mouth almost every day. I have tattoos that establish her as my Mistress, I cook and clean for her and she gets my paycheck every month. I have spent many nights outside chained to the dog house. I have total recall and I am two totally different people, I don't know who I like more.