Throughout the week, we all seemed to fall into some sort of routine. At lunchtime, Reed and I would seclude ourselves in his office for as long as we could. He apparently was very adept at tying someone up to an office chair with just a silk tie and the pantyhose he had insisted I was to wear from now on.
On the last day of that week, I had found the sexiest underwear that was in my drawer and was enormously proud of myself as I did my morning ritual of showing my Master. Reed grudgingly approved my choice after he made sure to note that it was only slightly better than the ones I had been wearing. The ones that he had promptly ordered me to remove the moment I entered the office. However, he had proceeded to reward me for trying a bit harder this morning.