Long showers and nakedness

Stepping out of the shower slave quickly dries off and pokes her head out of the open bathroom door, Master is stretched out on the bed relaxing. "What would You like me to smell like Sir?" slave asks then quietly waits for His reply. After a few moments Master answers, with a soft "thank You Master" slave lotions thoroughly though she has to concentrate so she doesn't rush, then she sprays the matching scent.
Master kindly allows slave to take showers that are a little longer than she needs most of the time so once she is finished slave has been out of His collar for way too long.
her neck prickles uncomfortably and she feels frighteningly naked, checking Masters collar to be sure its cleaned properly slave places it in her mouth and crawls to Masters bedside.
slave kneels, collar in her hands as they rest upturned on her knees and she listens for a movement from Him as she tries to be still.

Waiting stretches into eternity as slave grown increasingly uncomfortable.

After what was probably a short time Master looks down at her and asks "are you ok slave, you look a little pale?"slave gives Him a pleading look and holds up His collar because she cannot speak past the lump in her throat. Masters expression becomes one of boyish innocence "oh you are still naked aren't you?" He exclaims looking terribly shocked. slave doesn't miss the devious twinkle in His eyes though or the hint of a smile at the corners of His mouth as Master enjoys her torment.

Holding out His hand Master takes His collar and relief floods through slave as she bows her head over His knee, pulling her hair to the side. Masters fingers brush her neck as He slides the cool leather around her neck. slave closes her eyes happily as the click of the lock sounds close to her ear and Master rests His hand on her head and pets her. Comforted slave whispers a wholehearted thank You and sinks to her knees, thinking about how privileged she is to serve such a wonderful Master. Life is good.

New Collar

Master recently ordered new collars and cuffs for His girls to wear, thank You Master!
slave has never had a set of cuffs to wear before and she really enjoys them. They are royal blue against a black base because Master likes slave in that color. The best part is that Masters collar locks! slave is tickled that she gets to wear His symbol of ownership locked around her neck and wrists *happy sigh*.

slave has been working on her 'graceful' movements, still. she has such difficulty remembering to be aware of her moments at all times, she will move nicely for a while but slave can never seem to quite make it habit. Speaking appropriately has also been a struggle lately, asking too many questions or phrasing things wrong. slave keeps working to better herself though she just wishes it felt like she was getting somewhere faster...

Life has been busy. Not chaos stressful busy but, busy enough that there is always something going on. So recently playtime has been limited and slave is itching for a good beating. That feeling where your skin gets extremely sensitive and any teasing nip or clawed squeeze causes breath to catch... where the switch in your head flips with a whispered command, from daily slave to formal mode. Dropping into a kneel with lowered eyes as the mind and body become alert and ready for the most subtle of commands... *anticipating*

slave recently had to stop talking to her last friend that said she accepted slave for who she was, it's sad really.
It's not that slave isn't allowed to talk to her, it's just that she doesn't understand slave anymore. You cannot be friends with someone who thinks you are nothing more than a freak, or some misled person in need of saving.... slave wishes she could find a little subbie/slave/pet friend to come over and visit. Someone to share stories and struggles with as they chatted on the floor at their Master's feet. Someone who would understand a hurried goodbye when Master snaps for slave and not get upset. Ahhh whats the saying? "If wishes were horses?" something like that....