I slid my key into the lock, turning it and quickly entering the room, breathless still from the sprint I took on my way from my car to the familiar meeting place. He was by the window, staring out onto the street below. "You're late," He said and nothing more, He never even turned to look at me. I struggled out of my jacket telling Him, "I'm sorry Sir, traffic was a nightmare."
Hanging my jacket neatly on the empty hanger, I opened the closet and put it next to His familiar leather coat, leaning in and letting his scent fill my nostrils. Closing the closet door, I began to strip, knowing He wanted me naked before Him as soon as possible. I folded my discarded clothes neatly and put them on the bench at the foot of the bed. Walking over to the dressing table, I took sidelong glances at Him, wondering if He was going to ever turn and look at me. I pulled open the drawer and removed the thin leather collar that I knew would be there. I reached up, unclasping the thin gold padlock on the chain I wore everyday, the sign of His ownership that none but the two of us recognized.
My fingers ran along the worn leather of the collar from the drawer, I wished I could wear this everyday instead of the plain gold chain, but I knew that very few people would understand its significance. I was still panting, no longer from the run but from the anticipation of what was to come. It had been almost a week since I had last seen Him, usually I received my summons much more frequently. I fastened my collar to my neck, loving its tight comforting feel and then moved to the side of the bed near the window. I dropped to my knees, my legs spread and my back arched, thrusting my full breasts forward. I raised my hands, clasping my fingers together just under the base of my skull. My head was held high and proud even as my eyes were downcast. I slid my tongue over my lips and waited for Him to acknowledge me.
He left me there for what felt like an eternity before finally turning and walking over to me, I felt His fingers sliding over my hair, taking a handful of the loose curls as He bent down to nuzzle my ear. "I suppose you'll have to be punished instead of what I had planned for you girl, you really should learn to be on time." I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, "yes Sir." My mind was racing, trying to think of all the possible punishments He might come up with, I always did this trying to prepare myself for what was to come so that it wouldn't be so shocking. I was yet to out guess Him though and knew I was unlikely to this time either.
His hand suddenly locked in my hair, grasping a tight handful and tugging upwards, forcing me onto my feet. He drug me towards the window and pushed my naked body against the glass, forcing my breasts to spread out into huge globes of flesh flattened by the pane. I felt Him moving behind me, ever so softly sliding His fingers down my spine and over my clenched buttocks. If I knew nothing else, I knew I would receive a thorough spanking for having been late and keeping Him waiting. I clenched my entire body, waiting for the blows that were sure to come. He surprised me by only spanking me for a short time, my ass was hardly stinging at all, and instead of reassuring me it made me fearful for what was to come.
