She was on her knees before him, hands not bound, but behind her back, just as he liked her. Long blonde hair did not cascade down her back as it normally would have. No, now it was tied up tight and high in a bun, stray strands flying loose around her face from where his fingers had taken hold of her head. Her lips were parted, mouth open and waiting. Her eyes, a gentle blue hue with yellow flecks, looked up at him. Her face was flush, cheeks pink, as she regained her breath, her Master was giving her a moment's reprieve while he stared down at her.

"Have you been a good girl today?" His rich, baritone voice rumbled from his chest. It was the first thing he said since he walked into the room, as she had already been in position when he entered. Chest bare, only a black lacy thong cov