Up, Marie, Aaron ordered. On your feet.
She obediently rose, grateful to get her knees off of that cold, hard floor. As she got to her feet, Aaron took her by her upper arms and turned her to face the big mirror over the double sink.
Do you see how lovely you are, my little slave? he murmured into her ear. Marie shivered as his warm breath caressed her skin. Yes, Master, she replied. In fact, she didnt think that she looked all that lovely. Her hair was a mess, for one thing, and badly in need of brushing. Her makeup had been ravaged during their long, active night as well. Then Aaron wrapped her leash slowly around his hand and pulled upwards and back so that she had to stand more upright. Look more closely, Marie, he said. I want you to see what I see.
She held perfectly
