Lavender was not having a good week without her dear Master around. Days had passed since he left for a work-related trip. Before he left, he made sure his submissive slave would follow one simple rule: Lavender was not allowed to touch herself until he came back. It seemed impossible, and it certainly wasn't helped by his flirtatious text messages and provocative, yet tasteful photos.
Pleasure was one of Lavender's favourite ways to relieve stress, and this week, in particular, was one of the most stressful times she's experienced in quite a while. Homework kept building up and one of her professors still hadn't gotten back to her questions on an upcoming assignment. When Lavender wasn't feeling the pressure from university, her days at work were driving her crazy. Children ran around the shop like it was a playground, screaming as their mother demanded a discount on a pair of jeans. The same ten Top 40 songs played over and over on the radio, and to make matters worse, her condescending boss constantly peered over her shoulder like a hawk, making her perform worse than usual.
It was a miracle Lavender hadn't broken Master's rule and pleasured herself. If she did, there would be serious punishment upon his return. On this cold, rainy Friday night, Lavender got home rather quickly. A positive thing about working Thursday and Friday evenings were avoiding the peak hour traffic, though tonight she wasn't exactly excited to head home to an empty house. The bed felt lonely, and there was no way her plush toys could help fill Master's missing presence.
Lavender opened the door, kicking off her boots. She expected to be greeted with pitch-blackness, but to her surprise, the room was brightly lit. There was no way she could have left the light on before she left for the day. She also heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. "Did I leave the tap running this morning?" Lavender thought to herself, but that would have been impossible, the house would have been flooded. Perhaps, somebody else was home. Making her way to the bathroom, she entered and saw the unexpected.
It was Master filling up the bathtub with warm water and bubbles. How could this be? The fogged-up mirrors and shower glass along with the white tiled floor and walls made her wonder if she was in a dream, it seemed so serene.
"What are you doing here?"
She asked in a surprised tone, as she didn't expect him to be home for another two days.
"They let me off early. Shocked, are you?"
He replied with a captivating grin, stepping closer to her and taking a gentle hold of her chin.
Lavender nodded and looked up at Master, he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her rosy-pink lips. With the touch of his lips against hers, the exhaustion of the last week immediately faded away. He kissed her further, gently sliding his tongue into her mouth. After a moment, Master broke away from the passionate kissing, turning Lavender around so her back faced his front. Carefully he began removing the clothes from her body.
"It's been a hard week, hasn't it? Work and school, they're so tough. I think you deserve to unwind and relax, flower."
"Oh... you don't know how difficult it's been. I missed you so much."
With a chuckle, Master planted a kiss against the back of her neck, causing her to shiver. He kneeled down, turning off the taps. Putting his hand into the water, Master checked the warmth to make sure it was just right for Lavender.
"I missed you too. I couldn't stop thinking about my poor slave being left in this house all alone, waiting for her Master."
Master took hold of her hand and gestured for her to step into the bathtub which she did. The warmth of the water was perfect and the feel of the bubbles slightly tickled her sensitive skin. Lavender sat down and leaned back in the tub, looking into Master's striking blue eyes.
"Now, I want you to sit back up, flower."
