As she lay at the foot of his chair, careful to make sure that her head didn’t leave her master’s feet, the girl adjusted the rest of her body into a more comfortable position on the plush mat she lay on. These dinners often lasted a while and she knew how she was to behave during them. Any infractions would result in a punishment, and her ass still stung from a punishment from the day before. Those bruises were easily on display to her master’s friends since her dress, which was practically completely sheer anyways, had slid up as she’d moved, revealing the pair of red lace panties he’d had her wear to accentuate the bruises.
It seemed to her that her master wasn’t paying her any attention as he spoke, ate, and laughed with his friends, but he was keenly aware of her every move. He could tell she was starting to get fidgety, tired of laying in one position for so long. So he snapped his fingers for her attention, and asked her to walk around and wait the table. She was happy to please at first, but she quickly realized that she’d never met a more needy, annoying group of men in her life. She wasn’t sure if it was purposeful or not, if they were trying to see her master give her a punishment, so she did her best to grit her teeth and bear it.