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big white fluffy towel from the rack and wrapped myself in it, while I took another and toweled through my hair, looking at the assortment of items on the vanity. His words came back to my mind, “a pose of submission.” I looked at the collar around my neck followed by the long gold chain. He wants me to act like a dog , I thought, an obedient well-trained dog . I bet he is one of these sick bastards that enjoy watching a woman lick the bottom of his shoes.
    I shuddered at the thought of that and started to brush out my hair.
    I jumped when I heard a knock at the door, which was not far from the bathroom. I listened as he approached, glancing in on me as he passed the bathroom and answered the door. I heard him say thank you and then close the door and lock it. He walked back past the open bathroom carrying a large silver tray. The smell of food trailed behind him and my stomach growled, loudly reminding me that the last thing I had eaten was a handful of stale trail mix several hours ago. The food smelled very good, and my mouth started to water in anticipation. I could hear him playing with the chain and soon, I felt a modest tug from the collar around my neck.
    “Your hour is up, Princess, come join me for dinner.”  
    My stomach lurched and twisted as I tossed the towels in a pile in the corner of the bathroom. I placed my hands behind my neck as I reluctantly left the bathroom and ascended the hallway, sporting my naked sex and feeling rather shameful. He was right, this was humiliating and I wanted to cover my pussy instinctively, feeling the shame of him seeing me so open and bare.
    “Stop there , my dear, and pull your hair away from your beautiful breasts and let it flow behind your back. I never want you to cover your beautiful bubbly mounds again. Please do try to remember this, or you may receive a punishment next time you hide them from me.”  
    I watched his lips curl into a smile as he sat on one of the chairs next to the table , examining me as I followed his instructions, and placed my hands back behind my neck.
      “Very, very, lovely, my dear, now onto all fours and crawl the rest of the way to me,” he said smiling.
      I looked down at the floor, ashamed to do as he asked. My insides were shaking as I lowered myself to my hands and knees, moving the chain out of my way as I crawled slowly but steadily towards him. I stopped just short of his feet and then knelt with my feet tucked under me, and my hands respectfully in my lap as I felt the tears forming in my eyes.
      “Is this what you feel to be a submissive pose, Precious?” His words were inquisitive and his eyes held a bemused look.
    I nodded my head while the smell of the food caused my tummy to rumble, allowing him to hear my hunger. He lifted the lid on the tray of food and my eyes followed.
    “You are famished, my dear, but you must earn your dinner before I let you have it.”
      I looked back to his face awaiting an explanation as my mouth began to water.
    “First of all, my Precious, I would like to see a true submissive pose while you sit there at my feet begging for your dinner,” he said softly.
      He got up from his chair and squatted down in front of me. He took each of my hands and placed one on each of my thighs. Then he pushed open my thighs, put his hand under my ass and lifted me slightly, scooting one foot and then the other under each side of my buttocks. He told me to lift up and to support myself on the balls of my feet as he moved them. This caused my knees to lift from the floor so that I was in more of a squatting position. He brought a finger up under my chin and pushed my head up.
      “Straighten up, my dear.”
    My back arched and my breasts rose, making my chest more prominent.  
    “Lesson number one , Precious, never conceal your decadent treats from me again. I will show you more of what I mean soon.”
      He stroked my still damp hair telling me to lower my eyes but not my head to the floor, to