I think I have a dominatrix living in my building. Maybe not a pro, could be lifestyle, but she gives off that aura. It's a true story, so let me explain. We moved into a condo still haven't met everyone yet, but those residents we have met are a real good mix of people of all ages and ethnicities.

One woman, who is probably in her mid to late 40s, made me do a double-take: tall in heels (I'm 6 ft. 1 in. and seem to be an inch or two shorter than her), long blondish hair, great figure, athletic and speaks in a slight European accent. By all appearances she's single. She drives a luxury SUV and gives off a polite, but assertive attitude. I can see her as a sales executive of some type or owner of her own business.

My wife and I saw her for the first time around Christmas. We were leaving and she was entering the building with an elderly lady, carrying all of the packages for both of them. This Amazon was dressed in a long, dark winter coat, not leather, but black leather high heel boots and her long blonde hair over one shoulder. I was able to collect myself, we said hello and I opened the door for the ladies. I found out later she shops and drives a couple of her neighbors to run errands and acts very caring and sweet with them. With men... there's a difference.

During the condo meeting a few months ago she asked some pointed questions to the head of the board - a male around my age, over 60. She had such a presence in the room - a confident assertiveness - all eyes and ears were focused on her.

I've had one relatively detailed conversation with her from the elevator to her car. She was dressed in tight jeans and a sleeveless V neck top, wearing a ponytail. She was rolling a long hand truck with around eight boxes to take to her nearby storage unit. She was friendly and she explained the boxes - common clutter and two moves in recent years. She can't part with some of her parents' stuff. Very next-door-neighbor politeness.

When we got to her SUV, which was near mine, I said, "May I help you with the boxes?" She said, "You may," in such a way I thought she was going to finish the sentence with the word "slave." The woman told me which storage containers to move first into the SUV. She then folded the hand truck up and I noticed her defined biceps. As I put the last box in, she slyly smiled and said, "You did a good job." Not "Thank you." We said goodbye. If she is a dominatrix she might have felt my submissiveness.

I saw her again a few days ago. I was coming into the lobby during the the early evening she just getting out of the elevator. With her long blonde hair flowing, she was wearing a black shoulderless tube top and matching zipper back palazzo pants and strappy black high heels. The expression on her face was all business. Mine was awe and it probably showed. I said hello. She nodded and passed me by. Two, three seconds later I heard her car keys hit the floor. I turned, swooped over and picked up her keys. She stood there as if she expected me to do it, gave me another "I'm in control" grin, opened her hand and said, "Good evening." I watched her walk out the door with a sense of amazement. This was not flirting. Both interactions felt like when I am in a first session with a great dominatrix.

No... I'm not going to do a thing about this. Way too close for comfort.

But, have any fellow subs here ever had the same type of feeling or experience with a neighbor, where she gave off such strong dominant vibes? Mistresses, have you ever teased a possible sub in your neighborhood or building like this?