As she looks at your cock, she puts her hands on her hips, smiles, and says:
"Oh, you were trying to hide how excited your dreams made you, weren't you?"
You nod, ashamed, "Yes, mistress!"
"Well then, after breakfast, you're going to tell me all about your dreams!"
"Yes..." You smell the pancakes starting to burn, and hurriedly say: "Mistress, may I finish cooking now?"
"Go ahead," she says, "you don't want to have only burned pancakes to eat, do you?"
You nod, and turn back to the stove...