"But first things first, can you hand me over that dress behind you, please?"
(You do as you're told)
"Thank you slave.. "Huh, what a day so far, so stressful, client after client, i'm not used to that. So many men too lately... Anyway, hmm, so have you behaved yourself outside slave? I told you to wait infront of the door on your knees.."
(You nod your head)
"Good boy, what's that in your mouth by the way, a letter?. Have you written it for me, or?.
(You look at her with a pleading expression, knowing that this letter probably will do you no good today)
"You do look a little nervous. Hmm, so it's not from you, i see. Well, we'll get to that in a minute, let me get dressed first. You don't mind that slave, do you?"
(You shake your head, still kneeling in place)
"I thought so"