You finally approach my office, your eyes cast downward in submission as you walk. It's almost enough to make me reconsider punishing you...but only for a moment. You know better than to keep me waiting, don't you?

"Yes...I-I'm sorry, Mistress," you stammer out, your voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart. "I was just...um..." You trail off, unable to come up with a believable excuse for your actions. Your eyes flicker upward to meet mine, pleading for mercy in their depths.

"Well?" I prompt impatiently, growing irritated by your feeble attempt at apology. "

I'm here, boss...please don't be angry with me. I'll get started on the documents right away. Just tell me what you need from me.

Well then, get to work. You know where my office is and what you need to do. Don't keep me waiting this time. I'll be watching you closely, so make sure you put all of your effort into it. And don't forget...I expect perfection.