Human Furniture

Mistress shifted her weight as She adjusted the hem of Her stocking. Slave Jezabelle groaned a muffled “mmmrph!” as she struggled to maintain balance. Mistress shook Her head in disapproval. “You’re useless” She remarked in a cruel tone as She stood, her tall heels emphasizing how far she towered over the cringing girl. As Mistress flicked off the lights and stepped out of the room, Slave Jezabelle felt the beginnings of tears brimming in her eyes, seeping into the blindfold’s padded lining.