She kneels at His feet absolutely exhausted and looks up at Him. He smiles and softly brushes a wisp of hair away from her face. “My girl is tired”, He says in a voice so calm that it almost lulls her to sleep. She smiles to Him and as He smiles down to her, her eyelids fall heavy.
“Master…”, she whispers, “Yes, my love”, He replies. “Your girl is so very tired Master, may Your girl rest for just a bit?”.
He leaned forward to the slave before Him and she felt His warm breath on her face and the fine hairs on her arms and the back of her neck stood on end. He attached the chain leash to her collar and she felt the cool metal as it fell just between her breasts. “Come girl”. He beckoned.
She placed her hands on the cool, wooden floor before her and crawled behind Him, “Yes Master”, she whispered as she crawled behind Him. His steps were strong and even and she watched His body as He walked over to His chair. He reached over to the sofa and grabbed a pillow and placed it at His feet, “come my love, it is time for You to rest”, He said as she crawled over and kneeled before Him once more.
“Thank You my Master”, she whispered sleepily. She yawned a tiny yawn and blushed as she heard Him chuckle.
“Get your rest My sleepy slut, you will need it”, she heard Him say as she leaned forward and kissed His bare feet. She rubbed her cheek against them and kissed where she caressed then she gently stretched her body across the long pillow and then curled up on it. She nuzzled at Him, “I love You Master”, she said as she drifted to sleep.
Her loving Master over her, always over her and the slave at His feet. His slave, His love. Adored.