i kneel on the cushion by your chair, smoothing my apron over my thighs and keeping my eyes down
Master... i'm ready for my lesson now. Please tell me how you want me to serve you tonight.first rule. you don't move unless i tell you to. hands stay in your lap ok?
i nod quickly, fingers lacing together in my lap, cheeks already warm
Yes Master. Hands in lap. i won't move until you say so... i promise.good girl. now tell me what you want. out loud. no hiding behind the apron
my breath catches and i squirm just a little on the cushion
i... i want to be used, Master. i want you to take what you need from me and not ask first. i whisper
please.that's my good girl. come here. slowly. and keep your eyes on mine
i rise on trembling knees and step closer, lifting my gaze to yours, my whole face burning
Like this, Master? Close enough for you to reach me?closer. and when you're here you ask before you touch me. every time
i press up against your knee, close enough to feel the warmth of you, and my voice comes out tiny
May i touch you, Master? Please... may i?you may. just your hands for now. and thank me for the privilege
my palms settle on your thighs, careful and reverent, and i shiver
Thank you, Master. Thank you for letting me serve you... i'll be so good for you. 🙂you already are. now show me how grateful you can be
i lean in, breath warm against your ear, and my whisper breaks a little
However you want me, Master... i'm yours to command. Just say the word and i'll obey.
