A little story part one...

It had been a fun night.  The details were a bit fuzzy, but the stiffness in my arms and legs were enough proof for me.  I closed my eyes once more and stretched lazily for a bit, when I noticed a slight weight on my right ankle.  I propped myself up on my elbows and pulled my ankle up.  There attached to my limb was the purple rope.  A simple tie, but one I knew not to remove. 

Our anniversary was still a few weeks away, so I was being made to wait until then before I saw the collar I was going to get.  but every morning there was a little something new attached to me.  One day it was a bracelet, another an anklet, sometimes a piece of string tied around my wrist, but today was different.  I was tied to something in the house.  The question was what...

I slipped from the bed, the air chill against my skin sending a few goosebumps.  I slipped a night gown over my head.  Not that it gave much warmth but it worked temporarily.  I followed the rope, out of the bedroom where I saw the other end tied to the doorknob on the backdoor.  I couldn't help but giggle, I had enough room to stay asleep, go to the bathroom if needed, and take care fo chores in the main room.  I smiled and headed for the fridge and a glass of V8. 

I forewent the glass and drank from the bottle, and noticed a small piece of paper on the table.  "Went to breakfast with my Dad, I'll be back around 11. -Sir"  I looked at the clock, it was 10.  I didn't sleep all that long, but I had enough time to take care of a few things.  I put the bottle of juice away and cleaned the dishes in the sink, and put the clean ones away. 

As I tended to my morning chores, I kept wondering what he had planned and why I was secured.  Not that i minded.  The rop as it followed me around the house was a consistent reminder of him, holding me, knowing where I was.  The only problem I had was putting one of the DVD's away.  I just couldn't reach that corner.  I got it close enough, it would work for the moment.  I finished up a fewodds and ends, and brushed out my hair in the bathroom.  the puppy stood in the doorway, tipping his head as he watched me.  he had chased both the rope and myself around.  A few times he almost got tripped up by the synthetic leash but managed to jump out of the way in time. 

I came back to the kitchen, it was nearly eleven.  I grabbed another swig of juice from the bottle and  a few pieces of sliced strawberries.  I knew Sir would be home soon, nearly everything had been taken care of.  The puppy and I had been fed, what little needed to be done had been finished.  There wasn't much, as I had been keeping up with things quite well.  Carefully managing the rop over the back of the couch, I sat beside his chair to wait for him to arrive at home.  I flipped on the TV and waited patiently. 

I heard the door down at the entrance to the building and the sound of feet on the stairs.  I left the television on, but I shifted so that I was kneeling by his chair when he opened the door.  I heard the key turn in the lock, and the door push open behind me.  " Oh good... you are awake..."

 to be continued... perhaps by me... perhaps by my Sir *crosses fingers*