Mistress took me by the hand, led me to lounge and pointed to the floor in front of the sofa. I obediently dropped to my knees, while she sat down in front of me and removed her top. Underneath she was wearing a very sexy and expensive bra that made her already gorgeous breasts look even more desirable. She was also wearing a short leather skirt and some super-slutty shoes that showed off her incredibly sexy feet to perfection.
“You know what today is don’t you slave?” she asked.
“Yes Mistress,” I replied. “It’s ‘Selection Day’.”
“That’s right. How many months has it been now?”
“Four Mistress.”
“Four… and you’ve given me the same answer every single time haven’t you?”
“Yes Mistress,” I replied somewhat bashfully.
She regarded me with an amused smile.
“It must be killing you that you haven’t seen my incredible breasts for four months…”
“It is Mistress. I absolutely hate it.”
“Do you slave?” she chuckled.
“Yes Mistress, truly I do.”
“I bet you do slave… but sadly for you I still find it amusing, and until I tire of this game we will continue to play it. Besides, you have the opportunity to do something about it today, don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress,” I replied ruefully.
