I could sense that you were thinking very seriously about something as you led me back down the hallway. I could only hope that you were not angry with me and I longed to ask but refrained.

As we neared what I thought was the room we had been in earlier, I began to tremble as internally, I suspected you were not pleased with me and I already knew that would equal more punishment. What is the matter with me? I wondered to myself. I resloved to do whatever you asked to make you proud and make it right again. I had already discovered that I wanted this and yet my behaviour was not indicative of that.

As you opened a door, I took a deep breath and stepped into the room with new resolve. I would make you proud. I would do as you asked.

"On your knees orchid. I want to take a bath. Undress me."

I immediately sank to my knees before you and without a word, I reached my hands up to undo your leathers. My nimble fingers made quick work in getting them unfastened and I looked up at you, trying to read your thoughts, as I let go of them and let them fall to the floor. I let my eyes travel slowly over your muscled body and felt my insides grow weak with desire for you.

Carefully, I lowered my hands from your waist and rested them on my knees. With one final sweeping gaze, I took you in from head to toe and then, as you had instructed me to do in the dining hall, I lowered my eyes and remained silently at your feet.