I'm standing beside her bed. I could watch her sleep for hours, but she has things to do today and it's already past seven. I grip her shoulder and gently shake it.
"Mph." she rolls her shoulders and looks up at me and smiles.
My world lights up. "Good morning dear. How may I serve you?"
She takes my bound wrists and kisses my hand. "You're my Darling little pet."
She unties my pink satin sash binding me and says "Go make coffee, two fruit bowls and some cereal. Lets have breakfast together Sweetie Pie."
Is there any doubt why I love my mistress and live to serve her?
Last night she took me out dining and dancing, then when we got home she put me over her beautiful bare legs, fingered my cunt, then gave me the most lovely, erotic, beautiful spanking. The way only she can.
Then she took me to her big soft bed and laid back as I worshiped her. Every inch of her. From the top of her head to the tip of her toes. I kissed nibbled sucked and fingered the treat between her legs. I took her way up and gently landed her back down.
Just after she bound my wrists, as I started to go to my little bed at the foot of hers, she followed me, kissed me 'good night' so sweetly, then tucked me in.
And now she was going to allow me to have breakfast with her. Usually I stand ready to serve her at breakfast.
After we ate she said "Suzi, will you come to the shower and scrub an old lady's back?"
"No" I hesitated long enough for her to realize what I said, "but I'll scrub my beautiful mistresses back."
"Oh, Sweetie Pie!"
We did much more than scrub each other's backs.
She gave me my black lace panties, my red velvet three inch heels, diamond stud earrings, necklace, and bracelets then floated a red shawl over my shoulders. She chose red lipstick and nail polish. "A little blush and some eye shadow, but just a bit Darling."
She went and dressed in her calf length full velvet skirt and her soft angora turtle neck I love so much. I feel so loved when she cuddles me to her soft body and I stroke her big angora wrapped boobs. Especially if it's an 'after discipline' cuddle. The sensuous extremes! The burning echo of the whipping, her soft gentle touch and warm kisses.
Oh my, I'm getting excited just thinking about it.
She's sitting on one end of the couch reading. She looks up and smiles. "Spread that out on the other end of the couch, over the arm and back." She points at the white fox fur throw.
"Now, sit like this. Here like this, legs like this. OK. Now let's get this shawl just...so." She binds my wrists and ankles with red sashes.
I'm posed leaning against the fur covered arm, my legs tucked up on the couch, my bound hands wresting on my thigh, and the red shawl off one shoulder exposing one breast.
She sits and picks up her book. "Sit there and look beautiful for me, Sweetie Pie."
Some may think this is demeaning, but I feel so loved when I'm her dress up doll.
She looks up from her book and smiles now and then.
My mind drifts. I start reminiscing about the last time Mam's other servant came for a visit. After whipping her, Mam gave her to me for the night. Beautiful elegant sophisticated Gail, arms bound behind her back, on her knees eating me. Wonder if she'll ever be back now that her husband has taken over her disciplining?
Oh, there's the door bell!
"Just stay still, Pet, I'll get it."
A voice I know. Mistress Mary Grace! She has the curliest long brown hair ever. Brown eyes a cute little turned up nose and a small mouth with big soft lips. She's so beautiful.
Today she's wearing a beige silk blouse, an ankle length sand linen skirt and gold two inch heels.
"There's our Suzi. Oh Angela, you posed her so sweetly. I love those wide sashes. Mm, I see a cute little booby!" She comes over and kisses and strokes me. "I'm sure we can find a blanket for later Sweetie." She whispers in my ear.
Oh, the blanket trick*. When I told Mam about it she said she's save it as something special between Mistress Mary Grace and me. God, I'd like her to drag me down to the guest room right now and have me.
(* neither Suzi nor Mary Grace will tell me what the blanket trick is. Use your imagination.)
"Feet down and slide over a bit. We'll have a Suzi sandwich."
Mam on one side arranging my shawl with gentle strokes. Mistress Mary Grace on the other stroking the top of my thighs with the back of her fingers. I almost purr.
"Where's your Teddy? I thought you'd bring him."
"I was just about to tell you. The Prince and Princess came for a week in the Caribbean with me on Daddy's yacht. Well, they just couldn't keep their eyes, or hands off him. He's just gaga about royalty, so I gave him to them and he went back with them."
"How is your father?"