I shouldn’t have to stencil the word on my chest to get you to pay attention; but sometimes, you need a reminder. Your ass belongs to me. You do what I say, wear what I tell you to wear. When I come home, I expect you to be waiting at the door. I am your Mistress. You are mine.
You have one choice to make today: You may select your implement of punishment. Once you’ve done that, I want you to take off your clothes and lay across my lap.
Count out loud, my pet. Here it comes.