the door clicks shut behind you, and the only light is the low red glow of the room
you're late, pet. strip, then kneel on the mat and keep your eyes down until i say otherwise.sorry sorry i know, i ran the whole way here. i'm down. do i really have to keep my eyes down the whole time tho
i circle you slowly, the soles of my heels tapping against the floor, and stop just behind your shoulder
you speak when i give you permission, and you look when i let you. lift your wrists behind your back. now.ok ok, wrists back. they're crossed. this is way harder without being able to see you, you know that right
leather cuffs cinch around your wrists, snug and deliberate, and i tug the strap until your shoulders pull back
harder is the point. feel that? that's me deciding how much you get to move tonight. try to slip free. go on.i tried and nope, theyre not going anywhere. you really tightened them huh. so what now, mistress
a gloved hand grips your jaw and tilts your face up toward me
now you open your mouth and thank me for the collar. then you'll stand up and follow the sound of my voice to the bench. crawl if you'd rather.thank you for the collar mistress. i'll walk, crawling feels like a lot rn. wait you never said i could open my eyes tho, am i allowed
the buckle snaps shut at your throat and i tighten it one notch past comfortable
eyes still closed. you'll earn sight later. keep them shut and walk. one wrong step and i add to tonight's count.ok walking, eyes shut, following your voice. this is kind of terrifying and kind of the best thing ever. where are we going
i let you bump gently into the bench and press you down over it, palm flat between your shoulder blades
you don't ask where. you ask how many. so ask me, pet.how many mistress
i drag the leather strap slowly across your back, letting you feel the weight of it before anything lands
that depends entirely on you. count each one out loud. miss a number and we start over from one.
