I stretch out in bed before pulling back the covers, slipping out onto to the floor and on to my knees without thinking... to kneel before you. I begin my morning ritual in honor of my servitude to you, my bondage. I reach for rope and tie myself into a kneeling position with my wrists behind my back, topped off with a pantie hood of my own cotton underwear, my peachy briefs over my face, covering my nose and mouth so all I can smell is my own odor and my eagerness to serve you in all ways with my body – and my mind. I present my predicament to you, as you sit watching me in fluffy socks an... Show more