I blushed at the nickname, excused myself, and walked a little stiffly into the kitchen to serve my dear Master. As I walked, I felt the thrill of the...secret inside my panties, the reminder that my ass belongs to him and the deeper satisfaction of providing my Master with some small token of my affection and gratitude. His eyes were fixed on me as I sat again. He smiled and texted me a message under the table: “Very good, slut. You are attending to me as a slave should. Master appreciates the. .I awoke sometime later, who knows how long. When I opened my eyes I couldonly see darkness. It was pretty obvious I was blindfolded. I tried tomove, but I found I was tied to the bed at the wrists and ankles in whatfelt like it was probably our begginer bondage setup we had purchasedbecause she liked to be tied up every once in a while."Oh good, you're awake," I heard Bridgette say... "Stay still while youreceive your punishment..."I heard her walking toward the bed, climbing on and hovering. Gathering my thoughts, I asked, “So are you trying to pick me up?”“No, no… I’m so sorry, I just thought that maybe like me you might enjoy a conversation with another human being instead of watching mind-numbing television or surfing the web. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”His look of horror at my reaction was so genuine, I couldn’t help but laugh again. “Well, I suppose a chat and a second glass of Shiraz does sound better than those brick feature walls in the room.”A broad smile came. You can also sleep here. After all it is just for a few hours and I am hardly going to get any sleep”. Without saying anything, I went in too and lay down. Mom switched off the light.It was a pleasant night, but neither of us could sleep. We were tossing and turning. After about an hour of this mom softly asked me, “Everything will be alright na Adi? She asked in such a small childlike voice that I was touched. Involuntarily I put my arms around her and said, “Sure mom, all will be well. By.