Arm in arm, he embraced the fact that he could do so simple a thing, here with you, and so openly. It added to his overall sunny disposition, helped no doubt by the fact that the sea breeze was warm, and the sun was indeed shining – a thing never guaranteed here.

Your proclamation was met with a gentle chuckle from him, and he turned, all warmth, to lean in and kiss you on the cheek. “From you, Mrs Percival, that is a compliment of the highest order.”

This seaside escape was already doing wonders for his outlook; he felt calm and at ease, two things which he seldom felt when in Edinburgh. He knew, too, that there would be a good deal more relaxation to come for both, once it had been earned. That particular thought sent a frisson of anticipation through him, and he found himself unwilling to suppress the grin which bloomed in reply.

“Elsie has shown herself to be uncommonly loyal to you, and loyalty is a thing which I admire most. It is only right that she’s rewarded for it.”

Their unhurried steps finally carried them back to the end of the pier though, the hotel awaiting just ahead. He paused, turning to stare down into your eyes. “But yes, I think we two shall have the better weekend of it, Delilah, especially if what I remember about how you look out of that dress is true.” He was teasing, of course, unable to resist winning another blush from you; he remembered fine well the truth of your boast, though, if pressed, he would admit to looking forward to a hands-on reminder of just how true.

finishing with the floor as she took a step back to make sure it had been cleaned well....she gave a slow nod...taking the cloth she had used....she gently gathered the others....taking them back to the small room....
placing them to the large metal tub to soak as they needed it....she returned to take the bucket....emptying the bucket and returning it to its place....
she returned to the dungeon once more....as she once again found her place near His chair...
near Him....lowering herself in front of Him...her thighs parted to show the marks to her flesh....her hands resting to her thighs facing Him....keeping her gaze straight as she lowered the touch of her ass to above her heels....the soft smile seen to her as she gaze a slow nod....her voice a soft whisper to Him....

"it is something the dungeon well needed Master...."

hey....I've got an idea...a real money making idea....a sort lounge seat where a girl lets down Sith her feet extended in the lounge...at the top of the and on either side of the back wrist restraints that our open until mechanically closed....has to be naked of course with her legs and feet extended and on the end where her bare feet are are two ankle restraints again open till mechanically closed....the restraints on a timer where someone puts coins ...or a credit card these days and the restraints close for a designated time....with me so far?

grins as you relax and kick back

going out with friends tonight, so there's that to look forward to

"Oh, Fred's around here somewhere. He takes to hiding sometimes. I'm not sure why. Maybe he thinks he'll sneak up on someone at some point or something?"

Giggles.

"How ARE you, little one? I've been waiting to see you!"

Gets up and comes over to hug you up warmly before going back over to sit in her comfy chair and put her feet up again. Relaxing.

her fingers grasping to the cloth as she makes sure each movement of her hands had cleaned each spot to the floor....
moving back and forth as she scrubbed each small section....as she had completed each....she slowly slid her body against the floor....moving to the next area....
pausing for a moment as she rose from her place....her light steps carrying her back to the small bucket....making the cloth wet once more she returns to her place....moving carefully through the dungeon to address each space to the floor....being careful to not get Master wet as she moved about....

Smiles.

"Well, if the dreams weren't terrifying, they were good. Can't complain about busy dreams. Your mind has to stay occupied somehow, right?"

Nods and steps over to take a seat in a comfy chair and kick her feet up a little.

"Any plans for today? It's Friday. That means something to most people. Time for the weekend. Personally, it doesn't mean anything to me. It's just another day. But on the same token, I see every day as a new adventure. You really never know what's gonna happen or who you're gonna see."

Smiles.

"Like the cutie from the dance floor last night with nice tits."

Winks.

Industrious today I see

tickle plant?....now yur' talking' looks around for it

she gives a slow nod as she slowly rises from her place....moving to where she had paused as she moves about each of the walls..feeling His eyes to her as she continues with cleaning the dungeon....
finishing with the last wall as she places the cloth with the others that need to be taken care of....she takes the last clean cloth....making sure this one is a little more damp....
wringing just a little of the water....she moves to the furthest corner of the room....lowering herself to begin to clean the floor....

....peeking on seeing my favorite things....beats the livin' chit outa warm woolen mittens and whiskers on kittens....*laughs*

Oh don't let me interfere with your task babygirl

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I think I slept well. Can't be sure, there were lots of busy dreams.

gives you a definite hug

she pauses quickly as she hears Him....His word to her....she quickly moves to her place....her body falling to her knees parting her thighs to bare His mark to her flesh....
her hands resting to her thighs hands raised to him....keeping her back straight as she lowers her ass to the touch above her heels....
her gaze to Him as she remains to her place....

Her childhood had been spent surrounded by boys, not a one of whom had shown any interest in her as a girl despite her being the only in the immediate vicinity of her father’s school. It was probably no surprise then that she’d never learnt the art of coquetry, having neither anyone from whom to learn nor anyone on whom to practice. And though she had married, she had lost her husband so soon after the wedding that she may as well have been a virgin still when you took her to your bed. But she was making up for that now.

That said, she still doesn’t quite follow your train of thought. Her brow quirks at your curious declaration but she smiles all the same for a compliment is a compliment, and she hoards yours like a miser does their gold.

“Is that so, Mr Percival.” She threads her arm through yours and falls into step beside you, her heart stuttering as the full force of your closeness in public hits her again. “For I have heard tell that you are not so bad yourself.” Even if it was just from Mrs Crawford, but the irascible old woman that kept your house and your secrets was nothing if not brutally honest.

The pace you’ve set is measured and unhurried, and for all that she has dreamt of nothing else than to be alone with you in a hotel room since this plan was set in motion, there’s something liberating about dallying like this in public. If they went out at home it was almost always to the safety of Mr Hill’s dining rooms, popular but not among her own kind and thus as safe a place to be in public as they would ever be. Always arriving separately and then leaving together under cover of darkness in a hansom cab bound for your townhouse. She hadn’t realised quite how stifling it had been, until now.

Her face tilts towards yours “I think Elsie will be surprised and delighted.” she replies softly, touched by your thoughtfulness and generosity. She had slipped Elsie some spending money herself, but she knew without having to ask that it would have been pennies compared to whatever you had left for her. “She was giddy at the notion of having some time to herself, and at not having to share a bedroom. We may have to drag her home at this rate.”

And then the penny drops as your words sink in. You can see it in the sudden flash in her eye as she imagines exactly how different her weekend will be to Elsie’s, and then the warm blush that follows to paint her cheeks. She holds your gaze, her own bold and full of promise as her voice drops. “I do not think anyone will have as enjoyable a time as we will, Mr Percival.”

*watching as you clean*

she slowly moved just a step back....gazing to His chair a moment....giving a slow nod that she had now well cleaned His chair....
she places the next cloth with the first....knowing they will have to be taken care of before Master had entered....
she once again gathered a fresh cloth....knowing the water should now be changed as well....
she grasps the handle of the small bucket...taking it to the small room that had been kept for cleaning....
dumping the water that had been inside....and filling slowly with fresh heated water....
she grasps the handle once more as she heads back to the main dungeon room....
placing the small bucket near her....she begins to wipe down each of the walls....making them each as clean as she can....
after each wall....making sure to dunk the cloth to the water....wringing the cloth in between each start....

depravity....

*she stopped in to listen for a few minutes before she must leave for an eye doc appointment*