She had been warned not to turn around and not to speak.
How could such simple instructions be so difficult? It would have been so much easier to be blindfold, thus removing the need for self control and will power.
It seemed like forever she had been standing there alone in the room and wearing nothing but skimpy underwear, high heels and her beloved purple leather wrist and ankle cuffs. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and closed her eyes, she was relying on her remaining senses to let her know when her wait was to be over.
First she heard the door of the room open gently and a slight cold draught caressed her body making her shiver, or was it the anticipation of what was about to happen that had sent the shiver down her spine? the door catch clicked closed and for a second she did not know if she was still alone in the room but then another of her senses became aware of a familiar perfume, very faint but definitely that of her Mistress and the girls heart began to pound and it became impossible to stop the brief smile crossing her lips. She opened her eyes and the urge to turn away from the corner and look into those deliciously intense green eyes which she knew now were fixed upon her body, was almost overwhelming.
She bit her lip and with every fiber of her being forced herself to remain still.
She closed her eyes once again and focused now on the trying to stop her knees from trembling, again she shuddered as she felt warm breath only millimeters from the soft sensitive spot just behind her left ear, and she concentrated hard on the almost whispered instructions. this girl was not fooled by the gentle approach and quietness of voice, for she knew all too well that her Mistress was a powerful woman who would accept nothing less that complete and immediate obedience from her submissive, and that failure to comply would bring certain and harsh punishment.
"I want you to go now and lie on your back on the bed my little slut"