*Blankets Rustle Above Sleepless Bodies*

It has been a long week for Mistress. The one thing she thinks you deserve an apology for is not keeping in touch here as much as she would like. I do enjoy our little private, sensual moments together. Don't you? I also wish we could have more of them.
It is late and you should be in bed like all good little subs. Oh yes, I forgot, you still have a problem listening to orders. Well, the less sleep you get the more I will have to have my way with you tomorrow morning. Must be nice to always have it your way. I was unaware this was Burger King.
Well darling, Mistress is off to bed for now. My hands and tired eyes are failing at this simple task.
You are allowed to sleep at the foot of my bed this evening, just don't make such a racket with that damned chain around your neck. You kept the cat awake all night.
You may drink from your bowl if you are thirsty.

*Racks of Leather Whips and Gags Hang Motionless*

Mistress is very upset with you this afternoon, slave. Why is it you do not tell me why you visit so infrequently? Do you not think that I don't have things for you to do? Your chores have fallen by the wayside. Why, just LOOK at these boots. Unpolished and not in their correct spot. Shame on you, slave. You are lucky I don't decide to dismiss you from my service.
Perhaps we can work something out. Perhaps.
Do you feel you are worthy of being here? In the presence of such grace and kindness-certainly not!
Come here and kneel before me, now. I will not tell you again what it is you did to upset your Mistress.
My crop is aching to make that slave flesh of yours just...sting and burn. Do you understand?
Now bend over and grab onto the legs of Mistresses table. Squirm all you will under my blows but remember that I am doing this to teach you a lesson in respect.
Mistress missed this....

*Evening Gloves Silhouetted Against a Pale Set of Lips*

Yes, of course you may enter and why would you speak to me unless addressed?  Kneel here.  No, over here where I pointed.  Hold your hands out.  Be careful with Mistress's earrings.  They have quite the story to tell.

You're right.  Mistress is not feeling like herself tonight.  Sometimes it seems that when one is surrounded by others it is easiest to feel alone.  I thought a night out would make me feel better.  It has been so long since Mistress had been out...and now it seems so awkward.  Eyes down when you are in my presence, slave.  

*sigh* Lean in so Mistress can pat your head.  Thats right, worship my leg as you do so.  Isn't this nice?  Just you and your Mistress, alone and sharing such a moment.  You did such a good job on your chores this weekend.  You deserve this special time with Mistress.  

Thats enough for now.  

Hang my shawl in the closet.    

*You hear the tap of a stiletto heel on a hardwood floor*

Welcome once again.  Please, have a seat on my new velvet ottoman.  What was that?  Oh, yes, of course it was imported from Turkey.  Only the best for my guests.  

Your Mistress requires something of you this morning.  French toast and a chilly, smooth blended mocha from her favorite coffee shop.  You don't know which coffee shop Mistress prefers, you say.  This will be an interesting guessing game for you then.  Why french toast?  Why would you question your Mistress?

Perhaps if you please me this morning by doing all your chores to my satisfaction I will allow you to sit at my feet and rub your cheek upon my knee.   

Here is the money for my coffee.  I will be very upset if you let me down with this task.  

Where do you think you are going leaving without your garter belt and pumps on? 

Get back here......

 

*a caress of silk over a wrist*

Welcome once again to this private little moment with your Mistress.  I see you are more bold this time..a step away from the door, entering the room a bit. 

You will notice your Mistress is feeling better.  Looking forward to a weekend that will hopefully be stress-free.  

There is a bit of a breeze coming in from the window.  The blackness outside gives it the illusion of a chill.  You and I both know that it is still so warm out, however.   

Mistress has decided she has graced you with her presence for long enough this evening.   

Please close the door on your way out.  

*the bedroom door opens slowly*

You are the only one who can see me right now and thank god for that.  It's been a long day.  A long and difficult day.  My hair is a mess, my makeup is far from done and I'm pretty sure my lips are dry and chapping.   

Some people say that things happen for a reason but I am not exactly sure why these things are happening to me.  

The only person who doesn't have anything to say is the cat. 

I would like to think that is she spoke english she would tell me 'thank you'.