Shower and nap.

"I want the shower and nap, please, mistress." She said finally.

I regarded her for a moment. There could be any number of reasons she would choose one over the other and I wanted to get a better read on my ****. "Tell me why. I want honesty."

She hesitated just a moment before responding, her voice slightly uncertain. "Because I'm already sore down there... And because I don't want to be hit with the flogger again... mistress."

That was reasonable from her perspective, I decided. "So you chose it because it wasn't the other option."

She shrugged slightly. "I guess so? I do want the shower..."

I slashed a new red welt across her thighs without warning with the braided tail of my flogger.

She cried out, "What? I was being honest!"

I pulled up on the leash until she nearly choked, unable to rise with the collar due to her bondage. "Yes, very good. But you forgot to address me properly. Do not forget to always show me your respect with your words. Be mindful always of your place or you will be reminded."

"Ah! Yes mistress, I'm sorry mistress!"

I released her and she fell onto her side, helpless. I walked around behind her and undid the knots, freeing her limbs so she could stretch a bit. "Now. You have chosen the shower, but your payment begins now." I noted the time. "Seventy-two hours you are bound by your choice. You will not say one word or so much as think about rising to your feet or touching yourself. Is that clear?" I gave her a stern look as I asked the question, daring her to immediately speak. It would show very poor presence of mind.

She didn't fall for it, instead meekly nodding without a word.

"Good girl." I petted her head and gave her a gentle tug of the leash to lead her away from the entryway of my apartment. She responded by crawling obediently behind me down the hall.

"This is where you live, but this isn't your home. This is my home. You are my ****. My pet. My plaything. You occupy space here at my expense." I looked over my shoulder to see her nod in understanding.

We reached the guest bath and I led her inside, leaving the door wide open. Without removing the leash from its little metal ring, I unbuckled the collar and snapped my fingers. "Wrists."

Sarah sat back on her heels and put her wrists in my hands so I could remove her cuffs. I had no interest in letting them get wet, after all.

Once she was truly nude, she seemed to become slightly uncomfortable under my gaze, as if the collar and cuffs had been some form of protection.

I snapped my fingers again and pointed at the stall-type shower. "Get in."

She obeyed, pushing open the door and crawling inside. I handed her a simple selection of toiletries; face soap, body soap, shampoo, and a brand new disposable razor.

She looked up at me expectantly.

"I expect you to remain hairless below your neck. Don't be shy about it, because I will be checking." I reached over and turned the water on to what I knew would be a comfortably warm temperature and shut the door.

She jumped as the water hit her, cold at first, but it would warm quickly. She made a tiny gasp and then stared at me in shock through the cloudy plastic shower door, worried I would consider that speaking.

"That doesn't count." I laughed. She was actually adorable as a helpless little pseudo petgirl. "There's a good thirty minutes of hot water in the tank. I'm not going to be timing you today. Remember, no standing up. Enjoy your shower."

I left the bathroom with the door open. I had things I wanted to do besides babysitting Sarah all day. She had her task and she would either do it or she wouldn't.

Picking up my beat-up laptop, I looked over my weekly schedule to review and make plans for Sarah's training. I made a point of walking by the bathroom a few times to take a peek at Sarah and remind her that she had no privacy any more.

I had a client scheduled for that evening. It was a regular who had earned the right to meet me at my home. I preferred that to meeting at hotels, since I usually pocketed the price of the room, and it took up less of my time. I had a rough plan for the meeting but needed to flesh it out a bit more.

Eventually, the shower shut off and I returned to the bathroom to supervise. It was her first day, after all. She smiled up at me as I entered, relaxed and happy.

My cock twitched at the sight of her kneeling on the shower floor, water dripping down her entire body. She really was a very attractive woman. If not for my having already promised her a nap, I'd have fucked her right there on the bathroom floor.

She must have noticed something in my gaze because she blushed softly as she crawled by me to exit the shower. I handed her a towel and a bottle of silky, vaguely strawberry-scented body lotion.

"Dry off, lotion up, and then come find me in the living room. Don't take too long."

I spun and returned to my spot on the couch to pay some bills. Idly I wondered if she would be foolish enough to wear the towel on her head when she emerged from the bathroom.