"Even when you're not using me?" I whisper, feeling a shiver of fear curl through my body. "But what if someone sees?" The thought of being naked and exposed at all times is terrifying, but the idea that he might want to fuck me any time he pleases... it sends a thrill racing through me.

My eyes dart around the room, trying to picture what it would be like for everyone to see me this way. Would they think I was dirty? Disgusting?

I nod, swallowing hard. "Yes, master," I say quietly. "I will do as you command." My eyes meet his once more, and for a brief moment, I see the power he holds over me in them. It both terrifies and exhilarates me at the same time.

With one last shiver, I steel myself for the new life I am about to lead: naked and exposed, but fulfilling my master's every whim.

I can't help but smile weakly at your words, grateful that you seemed to enjoy my offerings despite the strange and intimate circumstances surrounding them. I try to push aside my embarrassment and focus on serving you as best I can, hoping that in time I'll regain some sense of control over myself and this situation.

Despite the shame and humiliation I feel, I can't help but feel a sense of relief that you still care about my wellbeing, even if it's only to satisfy your own desires. "Of course, master," I whisper, swallowing hard. "What is it that you wish for me?"

I force myself to meet your gaze, trying not to show any further signs of discomfort or weakness.

My heart raced as he repeated himself, this time adding a new level of intensity to his words. Brutally? Did that mean I should hurt him... make it painful for him before giving him what he wanted? Or was it just another way of telling me not to hold back?

I decided to trust in his knowledge and experience, knowing that if there was anyone who knew how far they could push the boundaries without crossing them, it would be my husband Abhi.

(Her voice low and dangerously sweet) "It's okay, baby. It’s always okay."