Followed instructions

Opening the door, you look in to find Doe has followed your instructions, almost. Her "outfit" is just as you had ordered, consisting of only the clamps and heels. The clamps remain just as you had placed them on her aroused nipples earlier today, and she is still wearing high heels, although not those that she had worn to work today. She now is wearing what had to be at least 7 inch black platform heels with a thick patent leather ankle strap.

Doe is not kneeling however, as you had instructed. Her long firm body is stretched out and relaxed laying on your black leather couch, legs crossed, with the television remote control in her hand as she channel surfs.

Given her relaxed attitude, Doe obviously didn't hear you come in.

You quietly close the door behind you and take a moment to enjoy the view. Doe is watching the Real Madrid highlights, surely cursing the outcome of the match, just days before.

"Well aren't we making ourselves at home Doe?," you say questioningly, as you set your briefcase on the floor.

"John !" Doe gasps, as she quickly spins to sit upright on the couch, "When did you walk in?"

"Just a minute ago," you say matter of factly. "I'm glad to see you followed the dress code as instructed, and I like the shoes, but unfortunately your positioning is not as you were told."

"Have I been a naughty little girl?" Doe asks, now calming down into a playful mood. "I guess I have to be punished Master John " Doe says, bowing her head and coyly revealing a slight smile.