“Come here, Sweetie.” It was said in Her characteristically caring voice, but th

“Come here, Sweetie.” It was said in Her characteristically caring voice, but that was also the voice that would brook no delay. From her position on her knees behind the duvet, “Sweetie” -or whatever name She chose to give her- couldn’t guess what She’d want. There were no clues in the quiet crackle of the fire, and the pendulous ticking of the clock. The room was unremarkably quiet, and did a good job of accentuating the shuffling of the girl’s knees on the floor.  Mistress would of course know she’d respond with alacrity; and as she came around the duvet, She placed her perfect heeled foot in her way. Her heart skipped a beat as the positioning told her immediately what She wanted, and she swallowed quickly without pausing in her crawl. Mistress’ voice help dispel any doubts she might have. “I have a job for you, my pet.” – Would you like to see more? You want it. -- source link

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