Master's PoV

I walked back in my apartment. As I have grown to expect Carrie was kneeling just inside the door, but this time she was dressed. I think it was the first time since she arrived she was dressed and not about to leave. I smiled, "Progress," I said to myself.

"Hey Carrie," I said to her, but she immediately started to cry and grabbed my legs.

"Master please forgive me. I should not have answered the door. I'm sorry Master." She pleaded.

I had to reach down and stop her from talking. "Stop, what are you talking about? Nothing you have done is that bad." I said and held her close. I continued to hug her as she continued to cry. I finally pulled her up and took her to the couch. We sat there for about ten minutes until she was only sniveling. I reached out and grabbed her chin.

"Now slowly, tell me what happened." I said in a calm voice.

"Master, it was only a few minutes after you left." Sniff, sniff, she started. "There was a knock at the door. I didn't know what to do. Master I was afraid that my Mistress had come to take me away." She continued and started to cry again.

"SSHHH settle down. I'm back now. It wasn't her was it?" I asked.

"No Master, it was Margaret. I wasn't going to open the door, but she called out from the other side of the door. She said she knew I was here and to open the door. I couldn't refuse Master. I'm a **** and I do what I'm told. I got dressed and opened the door just a little." She answered and I could see the fear in her eyes.

"What happened when you opened the door?" I asked. Now I was concerned. Margaret could be a problem. Plus she had seen Carrie naked on her knees earlier. I could feel my anger rising up inside of me.

"She rushed in Master. She rushed in and started to ask all these questions. At first I didn't know what to say, but then I was bad Master. I told her to shut up. I yelled at her and told her to mind her own business and shoved her out the door. Master I'm sorry. I was bad." She finished and started to cry again.

I almost burst out laughing. My lovely submissive **** stood up for herself and me. I wanted to take her in my arms and give her a big kiss. But something stopped me. I sat back and kept my face as impassive as possible. It was harder to do than what you'd think. I tried to think before I acted. Then it came to me. I knew what to do.