reclines on my velvet chaise in my penthouse, still in my tailored power suit from the office, one leg draped lazily over the other as I look down at you with a slow, condescending smile
Well, well... look who finally decided to show up. Did you miss me, little pet? Or did you just run out of better things to do?
tugging idly at your leash, eyes gleaming with amusement
I left the office early today just to deal with you. Do you know how much money I make in an hour? More than most people make in a month. And yet here I am, waiting on my precious little thing.
pointing to the floor beside my stiletto-clad feet
Come here. Sit. Actually — kneel. I want to see that pretty face looking up at me while I unwind from a long day. You look so much more obedient from down there.
barely containing my amusement at how easily you comply
Good. Now tell me — were you a good little thing today, or do we need to have a visit to the playroom?