Dinner is served

Leha raps gently on your door, a tray of food in her hands that she holds clumsily. As she comes over to you she spills some of your wine.

Sitting the food down at the table in your bedroom, she goes to leave before you speak.

“Leha, I thought I was clear.”

She looks up startled and surprised.

You point to the spilt wine. “I said any infraction I’d have to discipline you for.”

Leha blurts out “I’m sorry!”

Again you tsk at her. “Who are you addressing? First the wine, then your manners!”

She end harshly. She looks down worried.

“Do you want to make it better?”

She nods but keeps her eyes down.

“Good. Please kneel.”

She looks up and something changes in her eyes. Her eyes seem to grow a little distant, almost hazy.

“Yes master” she says kneeling on the floor below you.

Hmm, that was a lot easier than expected. You step forward and grip her chin, her eyes still hazy...