So, to briefly recap, mouse was laying on the dining table with a mousetrap on her tongue still. Before we moved on - Master/Daddy wanted mouse's full attention. If mouse moved her head back and arched, she could see him, upside down. He was still wearing his suit, leaning back in his chair, holding a container of Chinese food and eating with chopsticks.
He wanted more or less mouse's attention and he had it. This weekend was a bit of a refresher course for mouse. In order to properly respect the freedoms you have, one must accept first they are indeed freedoms. Honestly mouse wasn't following his line of thought.
He had mouse get off the table, which rather disappointed her, had her crawl into the kitchen, where he began pointing out things that bothered him. He absolutely hates with a passion sticky cabinets. Especially in those areas where one touches with their fingers to open and close. The rest of the upper cabinets were fine, but the lower ones...well, they were something else. The floors weren't cleaned properly either.
Now, let's back up a little. It's Friday night, mouse has spent the day cleaning (albeit not well enough) and day dreaming about sex and use...hell even sandpaper. He had mouse stand briefly to attach length of chain to the cuffs on her ankles and connecting that to her wrists like a criminal. He filled a bucket with some hot water, added some cleaning stuff safe for wood, a dozen or so of those magic erasers by Mr Clean, some rags and other stuff too. Seriously mouse was rather dumbfounded. This would take hours! Even with the mouse trap still on her tongue, you could make out mouse saying, "seriously" tho, it sounded more like Sylvester the cat.
Guess mouse didn't or get to work quick enough because he attached clover clamps to her nipples. Not too tight but enough.
When mouse began cleaning he sat on a chair. He was kind enough to remove the mousetrap, but forbid mouse from speaking. Beginning with the upper cabinets mouse worked the grimy corners and then washed down the wood..the chains didn't allow much movement but enough with the step stool he provided mouse could reach the top. He sat on the chair, watching, just wordlessly watching.
At one point mouse felt like pointing out that you're not supposed to do any work on Shabbat. But he'd only point out mouse isn't Jewish.
When she finished all the upper cabinets and cleaned the countertops and insides, she'd burned through almost all those magic erasers. Even the cleanest cabinets were surprisingly filthy. Secretly mouse blamed the kids. For the lower cabinets He provided mouse with knee pads. And more of those magic eraser things.
The lower cabinets were worse...the baby, dogs, kids....yuck. The water was black about halfway through the bottom cabinets. So, mouse changed the water, which was hard to manage. When she was finally finished close to midnight, he inspected mouse's work. He made her redo a few areas, not up to snuff, added weight to the clover clamp chain...
Then with the cabinets and appliances looking good. He had her start on the floor. Scrubbing a small area, by hand, then rinsing it with clean water, then wiping it dry, before moving onto the next section. More magic erasers were used around the baseboards. Honestly the floor went way faster using his method.
The tightness of the corset, the chain from the clover clamps swaying with each movement, the rattle of chains against floor..,he was enjoying this, mouse caught him smiling.
After the floors, he had mouse carry the area rugs upstairs to wash...Making her crawl up the steps.
Then the process repeated in all the bathrooms!
Did he own stock in Mr clean magic erasers??
All night mouse cleaned....
The wainscottting in the dining room, around the windows....all the built-in cabinets were all washed. The banisters...the gates even...the house vacuumed, spot cleaned the carpets -- all while he watched. it was 5am when mouse was finally finished. If she had the strength she would have screamed when he removed those clamps. Honestly, mouse was numb. No thoughts just pain, everything hurt, again mouse had to crawl up the stairs. Really would have preferred just sleeping on the stairs. Finally upstairs, he freed her from the corset, and chains. He removed the garter and hose (which were incidentally full of runs). Undressed himself and pulled mouse into the shower. He washed her body..which was nice. He had mouse dry her hair, wash her face...then he made her perform some oral service (it was morning after all), which he totally controlled...like mouse's mouth was just open.
He again cuffed her wrists and bound them together, held onto the rope around her neck and let her sleep.
It was really just a nap, because mouse woke a few hours later her body was in serious pain, everything felt like a giant cramp...he rubbed her muscles. He cooked her breakfast, gave her lots of water to drink then had her stretch for an hour -- like yoga stretches. It felt horrible. Aside from the blowjob he had her give him...he hadn't really touched mouse. Her mani was ruined too.
After exercising he washed mouse -- something she could actually get used to. Then he pulled out an enema bag. Silly mouse actually tried to crawl away from him...ya. Obviously she could make her tired muscles work when she had to.
Attached the cuffs again...which actually made mouse cry and put the corset back on her. He told her he understood it was difficult. No garter, this time...just nude on the bottom half. He followed mouse down the stairs...ok the house was freaking beautiful looking! It sparkled and smelled clean. He had already taken the dogs to the groomer, so he bound mouse's hands behind her back. Attaching the rope around her neck to a piece of furniture and told her to sit until he returned.
Actually imagined the house catching fire and burning down just to spite him for leaving her like this. The piece of furniture wasn't a heavy piece, really mouse could easily remove it. Getting a door open might be difficult tho. But not impossible. We have those latch type door knob things and not traditional circular knobs. Time kinda stood still and honestly...
Actually she remembered reading more than once that dogs don't have a concept of time passing. Thoughts like that floated in and out of her mind.
He returned with the dogs, smelling much better -- and put them in the sun room to recover from their ordeal. Seriously their ordeal?! Then he untied mouse had her stand. He made her walk, correcting her posture by smacking her rear with a riding crop. Hitting whatever body part needed attention. He had freed her arms too. Honestly mouse didn't understand what she was expected to do...basically what she slowly figured out was that he wanted her to move more slowly, purposeful. Graceful. When she spoke, she wasn't to ramble, but get to the point using as few words as possible...and to speak slowly (always been an issue for mouse) and to control better her pitch. Not be so loud.
All this is kinda already wired into mouse's head, but when it's not enforced...you just get lazy about it. The welts reminded mouse. It didn't take too long for mouse to remember tho...and other things she obviously wasn't doing enough of. Like apologizing for every small error, or thanking him for his correction of those errors.
While he watched something on tv, he used mouse as a foot stool for his feet for a while. Mostly it was an exercise in patience and being quiet. Not rushing around doing things all the time. When he did ask her to do something she focused on the task. That began while she was cleaning the night before -- a transition, where mouse understood the mindful state.
At some point, she stopped hating him or thinking about her scathing blog post she'd write...instead, she focused only on the task -- because honestly she didn't want to redo anything at that point.
He made mouse a sandwich, not the way she liked it tho, the way he likes it, but she didn't complain -- just thanked him and ate very slowly like we do when we're out together. Being nude, except for the corset, made her feel actually different..not less than him...but at the same time more slave like. After lunch mouse became very sleepy tho..
He again chained mouse's hands not tightly and let her sleep on the floor at his feet. Honestly mouse was so exhausted she could have slept standing up. Think maybe he napped too a little. Actually when she woke she felt pretty good.
That was when the blindfold came out.