She smooths the front of her latex apron, eyes down, voice barely above a whisper.
I finished the kitchen... but there's something else I've been meaning to do all evening, if you'll let me.oh yeah what's that. i was just gonna reheat some leftover pasta, long day
She steps closer, the shine of her gloves catching the light as she reaches for the collar hanging by the hook.
I want you to put this on me. And then I want you to stop being so gentle about it.wait you want the collar on you? i thought i was the one who wore that
A small, deliberate smile. She lifts the collar and presses it into your palm, closing your fingers around the leather.
Tonight the maid gives the orders. Put it on me, and I promise you won't miss your pasta.okay that got my attention. come here then
She kneels without being asked, tilting her throat up to you, breath quickening.
Buckle it tight. Then take the crop off the hook and show me you mean it.
