The Self-conscious Submissive

New Collar

-Monica

I woke up in bed and stretched my arms out reaching for my Master so I could curl into her warmth. But once again she was not there. I slowly open my eyes to the darkness and turn to look at the time. It's five in the morning an hour before she usually wakes up. She's been waking up early the last few days. I wonder if she's that swamped at work that she feels the need to get up early to start working. If that's the case I wish she'd let me come to work with her. I could help in some type of way. She should have to do all of this work by herself. 

I stretch in bed and climb out of bed and head to her home office. Maybe if she see's that I'm awake she'll just decide to let me come to work with her instead of making me stick to this vacation. The door is halfway open so I peek in. I see my Master is sitting at her desk wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail and she has a pencil behind her ear. Mmmm how is she so hot so early in the morning.  I tap on the door to alert her of my presence.

 "Good Morning Master. Is there any way I can serve you?"

She looks up from the computer screen and for a second I get to look into her dark brown eyes and her smile at me before I lower my head to her.

"Oh Kaijara, perfect timing. I need a refill come," she says waving me forward and holding up her coffee cup to me.

I walk up to her and take the cup. Without question, I turn and head to the kitchen to make her cup of coffee. Her pot of coffee is already made and I can smell the Hazelnut creamer from her previous cup still lingering so I know what she wants me to make. I pour the creamer into her cup and then the coffee on top and watch as the colors blend into a creamy light brown shade. 

Once the coffee is the perfect shade I reach for the sugar container to sweeten up the bitter flavor of the coffee. I grab the spoon to scoop and I thought comes across my mind. 

Choose Violence.

I put the sugar back grab the hot sauce splashing an obscene amount into her cup. I stir it and taste to see if it has a satisfying effect and my lips pucker and I cough at the spicy taste. Hehehe it's perfect.

I smile down at my cup full of evil as I slowly walk back to her office. I walk over towards my Master and bow to her holding the cup up in offering for her to take. She ignored me and continues to type away at the computer leaving me in my awkward stance. The frustration of being left to pose in my hold stirs something in my lower region and I fight against the urge to rub my thighs together knowing the shaky motion could make the coffee spill.

After a few moments she takes the coffee from my hands and sets it on the table. "If there's nothing else Master, I'll take my shower."

"Hmm, Yeah that's fine Kaijara," she replies distracted.

I move to head to the adjoining room leading to the bathroom attempting to make my swift get away when I hear the sound of coffee being spat followed by a swear. I lean against the wall fighting back my laughter when I hear the strong snap of my Masters fingers. I peek around the wall looking back into the office and my eyes me her angered ones. 

"Here, Now." She points to the side of her desk her face set stern and so unamused. My heart races as I realize that maybe I shouldnt' have chosen violence on her coffee. 

I slowly walk to her side my head hanging low. I put my arms out in front of me holding my hands together covering my spot hiding the glisten from the excitement that's already forming. "Y-Yes Master?"

"Kaijara, what did you do to my coffee?" she asks in a annoyed tone.

"Huh," I replied forgetting words to be able to respond properly.