“May I help you, Sir?” I smiled sweetly.

“Um, no, uh…no.. it’s ok. I think I can find what I am looking for.” His handsome face flushed the brightest shade of red.

“Now, you wouldn’t want to make me look bad to my boss, would you? See him over there sitting at the entrance to the Reference Department? I know he’s staring because he’s been watching me most of the day.”

“Well, uh no, I uh.. well I mean… I see why he’s been watching you.”

“Oh?” I teased softly, my hand just barely brushing against his as it rested on the card catalog.

“It’s your legs. They’re magnificent.”

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I hear you milling around in the bathroom, surreptitiously attempting to catch a peek at my body as I shower.  Smiling, I wonder if I should pull you into the shower and take you right there, or if I should leave you where you are, wanting and aching.

Taking you.  I’ve never been really good at denying that urge even if I am in the midst of denying your cock any pleasure.

Suddenly, struck by a plan that allows me a bit of both options, (pleasure for me, tease and denial for you), I smile.

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I smile as I hear the door to the bathroom open. You cannot resist slipping in and watching me shower, can you? I’m not at all surprised to feel a waft of cool air as you open the glass door and step inside. After all, showering together is one of our favorite things to do.

As you reach out to touch me, I silently hold up my hand to signal that you are to stop. Your brows arch in surprise but you comply.

“I control you now.” Instantly your eyes close and your head drops.

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She enters the room and gestures. No words. Only a gesture.

Immediately you drop to your knees and crawl willingly into the shiny steel cage resting only a foot from the comfortable bed you sometimes share. Even though she remains silent as the door to your temporary prison swings shut, you sense her excitement.

Click.

There’s no escape now. Your freshly-showered naked body can only kneel and wait. You’ve no choice. You’re totally at her mercy.

Just as she wants it. Just as it should be.

You know the routine. First, she showers. Soon you hear the water running and you know she is mentally preparing for that which is to come.

All other thoughts fade as you begin to prepare as well by considering the depth of your feelings for Mistress. Desire – not only for her body, her touch, the sound of her voice, the feel of your hands on her body – but that deeply rooted desire to please her. In what manner will you be allowed to please her tonight? Memories from past experiences and fantasies for the future fill your mind as you hear the steady stream of water falling. Warm streams of water that are caressing her beautiful body.

As she steps from the shower, a silky robe gathered carelessly around her body, she moves to her dressing table. You watch as she dries and brushes her beautiful hair. Long, full tresses that caress her body when she moves – especially her generously proportioned breasts. “What will she have me do tonight? Or… will she permit me to do anything?” For occasionally, she simply releases you, kisses you softly, and instructs you to sleep.

Her eyes catch your reflection in the mirror and low moan escapes her lips. So much about this ritual excites her. The devotion. The trust. Your helplessness and total surrender to her power.

Her lotioned hands are caressing her body now. No wonder her skin is so deliciously soft. Every night, the same routine. She touches where you ache to touch but cannot – at least for that moment. The bars forbid it.

As she stands and turns to you, your breath catches. “Please – please” you silently pray. “Use me tonight. Allow me to touch you. To elicit soft cries of pleasure. Moans of complete abandon. Please… use me in whatever manner you wish.”

Peering through the bars that separate you, you see the slow smile curving her lips and a gold key ring dangling from her rosy tipped fingers. After a moment of silently gazing upon you, she turns, the tap of her heels echoing as she walks away. Your heart sinks as the disappointment momentarily washes over you and your arousal wanes. “Not tonight,” you tell yourself. Sighing deeply, you wonder how long you will wait before she releases you.

You consider the strength of her control over your mind and your body. She’s trained you so well that denial affects as strongly as receiving that for which you ache. The proof of your arousal springs to life once again as you marvel at the ease in which she initially captured you and now controls you. A few words, a smile, a gesture, even a glance – you are so well trained she can control you with the slightest of communication.

The tap of her heels interrupt your thinking. “Does this mean…?” If possible, your cock throbs even harder.

She smiles and quietly begins to speak.

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