Strips her and lays down some rules

“That robe is a nice robe, babe. You better not get any bodyoil on it.”

“I didn’t plan on it, I....”

Swifty reaching down and grabbing a fistful of hair, pulled her face up to look directly at him: “take the robe off, slut.”

With her mouth agape from the pure **** of his direction, she fumbled blinding with the tie and moved her arms around to slide her robe behind her and tossed it off to the side. Molly was barely able to squeak out a low “yes, Master,” as she panted worried what he was about to do.

Staring down at her, head pulled back, looking deep into her barely open eyes, “this is the only outfit you will wear while this tarp, air mattress, and everything else is push out of the way.”

“yes, Master.”

“No matter how long it takes.”

“yes, Master.”

“Come Monday morning, that coffee table is still up against the wall, this is what you wear to work.”

Molly’s eyes shot open wide with what felt like cold water suddenly tossed on her, she panted just thinking of that.

Seeing what suddenly dawned on her. “You don’t clean up after yourself, and you will walk in the front door in nothing but the gloriousness of what God gave you,” seeing the panic build behind her eyes, “everyone will finally truly see you for the slut you are while you work at your desk and do your little presentations. Understood?”

Timidly she responded with apprehensive, “yes, Master”

Slowly releasing her hair and standing up straight, “so, how did you envision this starting, slut?”

“ummm,” trying to grab her wits a bit and get back on track, pushing down her panic. She had to remind herself she had plenty of time, “well, I thought about having you lay down and start by massaging your back taking time & building from there, but...” moving her eyes down from his to his crotch at her eye level, “it looks like other things might be ready to go,” she said licking her lips.

“A back rub does sound good. And you went through so much trouble to get this setup, I’d hate for you to rush through it,” he said with a grin, “we got plenty of time. I’m going to go freshen up; you finish doing whatever you need to get this ready and I’ll be back.”

“yes, Master,” she said as she watched him walk out. The fun she had planned was tempered with the realization of what she was getting herself into, but the thrill of anticipation was exciting her.