Kyle followed his wife over to his favorite chair, and he sat down. His body molded to the chair, as it had all of his contours. Georgia loosened his tie, before getting down on her knees and sitting on her heels. She smiled up at him, as she kissed his knees through his perfectly creased slacks before she undid his shoes. Slowly, teasingly. She untied one set of laces, and kissed his foot after she took it out of his shoe. Without missing a beat, she repeated the same actions with his other foot.
I took off every stitch of clothing and kneeled before my lord and master, lowering my head to show my respect. He lifted up my head by grabbing my chin with his hand. “Now I’m going to open this door and you will stay here until I order you to come in. Do you understand?”