Onward to tomorrow...

You spent the rest of the evening continuing to ease your pet into her new life, even allowing her to lay in bed with you. Always you showed her that you would be good to her so long as she was good and she seemed to understand her place. Your words and actions reached her, it seemed...or perhaps she simply knew better than to expect rescue and was making the best of a bad situation. Whatever the case, you decided that she had shown herself to be a good pet and allowed her to share your bed with you.

So, as you wake up, it is to find the gnome, still naked as you had preferred her to be, pressed up beside you. She had not started out that way as she had fallen asleep curled up on the edge of the bed. Despite her efforts, she had started to cry herself to sleep and you had allowed her to do so. Let her release her emotions now, you had thought, because she wouldn't have many opportunities to do so later if she still wanted to be considered a good pet.

Perhaps it was that emotion that had guided her to your side in the night as you slept, her arms wrapped about your midsection and her head resting on your chest. She sleeps peacefully and her breathing comes in soft, even exhales and inhales. She look untroubled and content as she sleeps and you wonder if that is a sign of her coming to terms with her situation or simply due to the fact that, when she sleeps, she does not have to think about the situation at all. Whatever the case, she clutches you tight as she sleeps and, when you try and move, she murmurs sleepy complaints and holds you all the tighter.

You can't help but smile with the sort of affection a master would show for their adorably affectionate pet. Yes, she will be a good pet. This you are sure of. But, right now, you cannot indulge her desires or your own as you know that your master will have tasks for you. You did well yesterday and earned your master's faith in you so you cannot betray that faith by faltering in your duties now.

Almost as if to confirm this thought, you suddenly hear your master's voice sounding in your mind. Minion, you are awake. Good. Come to me. You have much to do today and no time to waste., your master's disembodied voice tells you and you nod, even though he is not here to see it, and start to pull away from the gnome once more.

Again, she mumbles sleepily and reaches out to grab you tight. This time, however, her hand finds purchase on your cock, which has been erect and hard as it would be for most males waking in the morning. Her hand squeezes tight and you hear a happy little murmur leave her lips as her hand pets the rigid prize she has found. You look to her, her eyes still closed even as her lips turn up in a sleepy sort of smile, and you wonder how asleep she really is.

You also wonder if you have time to have your pet calm your morning erection before you go and whether you should chance it one way or another.