July 12th, 2018 
Anonymous 
Good Boys
You see, good boys, get to be played with by Mistress.
I know you are nervous kneeling here before me, naked and vulnerable. Not knowing what I have planned for you tonight. I can see you quiver partly from anticipation and partly in fear. All I have told you was that you were to present yourself to me tonight, at this specific time and in this specific place. That you were to be on time, come into the house and undress completely. You were to find the big pillow I had thrown in the middle of the floor, kneel on it with your ass on your heels, your knees shoulder with apart and your hands palm up on your knees.
Back straight and eyes lowered to the floor.
I had instructed you not to look up no matter what you hear or feel as I enter the room whenever I am ready to do so. You didn’t know I was watching you from a crack in the door, taking in your nervous energies and softly chuckling to myself.
This was delicious and we haven’t even started yet.
Watching that inner struggle inside of you, overcoming your urge to resist my orders and to exert your will.
It was such a little thing this precise order, but you are not used to being told what to do. You are used to telling others what to do and being obeyed. Your job dictates it to be that way since you are in charge there. This is a delectable role reversal for you and not something you are used to at all. Not used to, but desperately need even if you are having a hard time admitting it to yourself.
I watch as you look around you taking in the surroundings as before you kneel. You are very especially aware and it is clear that you are used to making sure a room is secure first before you can allow yourself to relax even a little bit. Not that you feel even a little relaxed right now, your entire body shows just how tense and anxious you are. You remind me a little of a tightly wound spring, that will spring at the smallest touch.
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-The Sassy One,
Hannah
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