Master looks at me as I lay sprawled across the bed, relaxed. He had been finishing some work from his computer, and I quietly observe from the comfort of the bed.
When I notice his eyes glance towards me I quickly sit up, assuming an attentive and presenting posture.
Master lets out a small laugh.
"It's ok slut, you had permission to relax."
I smile, slinking back down to a more comfortable position and thank him.
Master then rises from his chair and slowly makes his way to me. I lock eyes with him and immediately feel a shiver run through me. My cunt begins to throb.
"I'm glad you were able to rest a bit my slave," Master whispers as he approaches me.
His smile turns more menacing, and he sits on the edge of the bed.
"So now I can expect that you are rested and ready to service me after I spent the afternoon working. Is that correct my slave?"
I smile. "Yes Master."
"Good girl," he whispers, removing his clothing.
I start squirming, trying to contain my excitement. I had been waiting for Master to finish his work, eager to please him. It had really tried my patience, which I knew was not accidental.