Finishing her shower she walks into the room where he lays sleeping.
He looks so peaceful she sets the nightstand clock for a few hours and curls up next to him her head on his chest her leg over his, and drifts off to sleep.
The clock awakes her 3 hours later he still sleeps; she goes to the bathroom to prepare.
She walks to his side softly calling him "Master time to wake up"
He opens his eyes, the sight of her kneeling next to him on the bed brings a smile to his face, she reaches to the night stand and wets the soft cloth, will gentle hands she washes his face. Neck chest rewets the cloth and continues his mock bath.
He has not said word just smiles at her as she cleans him up. Her gentle hands wipe over his manhood making it again rise under her touch.
Reaching to get the towel she dries his body, until she reaches his cock that she dries with her hair, this makes him beam with laughter. Now that he is dry she stand return the mess to the bathroom and goes to the dresser to her purse.
'Please kneel at the foot of the bed he knows the tables have turned that he must now submit to her.
Walking to him she stands before him then leans down and kisses his lips softly to show him she is still the same woman that he loved hours ago.
She kneels in front of him his collar still shines around her neck, some how it makes it easier for him seeing the reminder her trust in him. She kisses his cheek then his lips
Whispers "I offer you my collar and my love." He says nothing just leans into to her as she snaps in closed on his neck. One can never know what the power of a simple black strip can hold till it fits around your neck.
"I know you're a good boy and for that I will let you play with Mistress' hair,
Handing him a silver brush, she tells him to pull up the desk chair and place it at the foot of the bed, once done she sits down and lets her hair fall over the back of the chair.
"I like it done slowly darling".
He goes to work his hands so gentle and soft very stroke is tender as if it was her skin he was stroking, she watches his face in the mirror on the dresser he looks as if he is enjoying himself, but as time when on his hand started to touch her soft skin run his fingers over her rose, he is now starting to want more, she moves her hair to expose her neck but never says a word, he leans over and kisses her neck soon his kisses turn to nibbles, than sucks, at this point she pushes him anyway.