I woke up and the sun was filtering through the window and Regina was snoring softly with me in her arms. I had no idea she snored. I tried to shift myself gently out of her arms, before realizing I was still snugly tied up. I move my hands and feet a little, but my circulation still seemed fine... I guess it wasn't her first time tying a girl up.

That wasn't surprising, really.

I didn't want to wake her up after all she had done for me, but... was she going to be late for work?

I wasn't sure if I should wake her up or not, I had no direction, and I thought about it for a long moment.

Regina could fall asleep easily enough, I think... or I assumed, I guess I had never seen her really asleep before. But being late to work would be bad, and what if she lost her job because I hadn't woken her up and then...

Regina stirred, and I noticed I had tensed up in her arms and was hyperventilating. She stroked my brow, and kissed the back of my head. "Hey, you okay there, Princess? Being tied up too much right now?"

I slowly relaxed, exhaling a deep breath, still trembling slightly. "Sorry, I was just starting to worry if you needed to be woken up, and if I had gotten in the way of setting an alarm, and then you'd lose your job and... stuff." Well, my thought pattern hadn't been that concise, but I tried to make it more logical so I sounded less like a crazy person.

Regina laughed softly, and gave the back of my head another little kiss. "No, I took today off. I was planning to take a few days off, but wanted to make sure none of my projects were behind first." She stroked my arm. "I'm going to remove your ropes now, okay, kitten? You think you can handle that level of freedom?"

I relaxed a little at being asked before just given freedom after my anxiety last night. "As... as long as you're in control, I think so."

"Mm-hmm... y'know, I was thinking after you fell asleep: Rutabaga."

"...what?" That was some kind of vegetable, right? "Is that what we're having for breakfast?"

"Nah. I'm going to treat you like me and Stephanie own you unless and until you tell me 'Rutabaga'." Regina slowly sat up and stretched before starting to untie me, gently rubbing my hands and feet and arms, and I stretched too, and I looked up at her and she groped my breast a little and I let her, smiling up a bit at her and relaxing.

She smiled back down at me, and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "Safeword, you know?"

"...does Mika have a safeword?"

Regina blinked, staring off into space vacantly for a moment before smiling a bit and looking back to me. "No, I don't think so. I didn't give her one -- we hardly play together really -- and Stephanie didn't either"

I furrowed my brow a little. Maybe if she felt she just had that little degree of freedom, it would help... she seemed to feel so trapped....

Regina shrugged. "If she's interested in one, I can talk to Stephanie about it." She stripped entirely naked and lay down on her belly, turning her head to one side to look at me with a faint smile. "Massage me. An eagerness and willingness to take care of her Mistress in ways beyond sexual is something that is very valued in a pet, you know... not really trained in the government centers, either."

I sat next to her and started to gently rub her shoulder, feeling a surprising amount of tension there for a girl who always looked so relaxed. "...also you want a massage."

"Mistress," supplied Regina.

Some tiny contrarian part of me wanted to make the same dumb bratty joke again, but I held myself back. Maybe Stephanie would enjoy punishing that little level of brattiness, but Mistress Regina just wanted me to serve her right now, and it was stupid how grateful to have something to focus my mind on.

"Also, you want a massage, Mistress?" I said, my words coming out softer and more submissive and less certain without really trying.

"Also that, yes."

I slowly rubbed her shoulders, just getting her to relax a little bit and get used to it, before I started to dig my fingers in a little more strongly into her, look for tense points to rub and release, and she let out a soft moan, which made a bit of pride and arousal flicker through me. I liked making people feel good. I think Regina, that is, I think Mistress Regina did too... it's something we had in common. Stephanie too, in her way, I guess.

I slowly worked down her back, feeling increased satisfaction as each little knot and tension loosened at my fingertips, always going slowly and surely and thoroughly, then hesitating a little as I got towards her butt.

"You're shy about that?"

"No, just... less experienced... I guess it's just another muscle, though." I shifted my position just a little as my own muscles were starting to get tired by the repetitive and thorough use I was putting them to that I didn't do all that often, but making sure Mistress Regina was all relaxed and felt good... was that arousal? Kink? Just sheer empathy of wanting someone else to be happy? Wanting to repay the friend who had done so much for me, the owner who I wished would be mine forever?

But I was kinda still just massaging her lower back, and I worked my way lower and lower, thoroughly massaging her butt as she got more moany, making sure her muscles were relaxed there, before I went lower and started massaging her thighs, her body twitching a bit as I found a tense point there, and then slowly relaxing again, getting her all nice and relaxed under my hands, working down her legs, her calves, even her feet, wanting to get every last little bit of tension released from her like it was some sort of ritual prayer.

"Mnnnf," Regina finally said vaguely, as I completely finished. I wanted to spread her legs and see if she was wet and lick her and lick her and make her feel good until she came, I wanted so intensely to be a good girl for her... but I wasn't sure that was what she wanted right now.

"Um, Mistress, is there anything you wish me to get you?"

"...yeah. Water and a piece of toast with honey. No hurry, though."

"Yes, Mistress Regina!" Another way to serve her. I realized I kind of had to go to the bathroom as I filled her glass with water, dropped a few cubes of ice in it, and waited for the toast, and then got it just as it was starting to brown -- I thought that was how she liked it? -- buttered it up, and carefully drizzled just a little bit of honey over it.

Mika stumbled out of her room naked, cum dripping down the inside of her legs, and didn't look at me-- well, she seemed to start to notice me, then specifically looked away.

"Good morning, Mika," I said softly, apologetically, and she mumbled something on her way to the bathroom, but I couldn't tell if it was a greeting or a curse or what, and my shoulders sank a bit... fuck, she hated me now.

But that was my problem, my fault, not Regina's, really, so I took her back her toast and water before the toast got cold, and sat down next to her.

She lazily turned over to her side, and laid there, somehow not triggering as much of my previous lewd motives as she smiled up at me an entirely nonsexual manner, if maybe a bit domineering. "Thank you, Princess... few mistakes, though. When I said I wasn't in a hurry, the implication was you could make yourself up and the like before you came back, and from the way you're shifting your thighs you skipped going to the bathroom, plus you could at least brush your hair. Also, you should've kneeled on the floor or stood at attention."

My face fell a little, and I got down to kneel on the floor, looking down... I was never going to be good at this, was I? "Sorry, Mistress."

"Hey, it's just minor notes. Your massage was very good." She took a bite of the toast, and then smiled at me lazily. "The toast too. You remembered how I liked it. Every owner has slightly different preferences on procedures and protocol and the like, and you're going to have to mold yourself to them... but you're eager to serve and you're good at seeing what people need, so I think you'll do fine."

Regina beckoned me closer and I leaned forward, putting my arms on the bed and looking at her, and I half-closed my eyes as she scritched softly under my chin. "It's good to make a good first impression, of course, but perfect servitude is a marathon, not a sprint, and you're just starting to learn right now. I'd punish you if I thought it was important... but you're probably beating yourself up internally at each slightest mistake more than I ever could."

She ruffled my hair. "Relax a little. Things'll be fine, you'll see."

I furrowed my brow a little, wondering if they would, but Regina took a firm grasp on my hair, looking into my eyes. "You're not allowed to doubt me."

I flushed, and had trouble keeping my eyes on hers.

She took another bite of the toast with her free hand, and then held it out to me, and I took a little bite. It was good.

She smiled, and petted my cheek. "Go out and make yourself presentable and visit the bathroom and..." She paused mid-sentence, eyes slowly widening, then smiled suddenly in deep amusement. "...ha. No no, actually that's my bad... you're explicitly not allowed to use food or drink or go to the bathroom without permission... implicitly interpreting my orders as allowance would've been bad."

Regina shifted closer on the bed and kissed me softly on the lips. "That was my fuckup as a trainer, so don't beat yourself up at all." She smiled at me fondly. "You have permission to use the bathroom and drink and eat however you like, just don't make a mess, okay? Go take care of yourself, it's important to be in as good shape physically and mentally as you manage... you can't be a good pet when you can't function, y'know?"

"Yes..." I smiled at her gratefully. "Thank you, Mistress Regina." She wiped a crumb from the toast off my face, and held up her finger for me to lick it off, and I did, feeling a little surge of arousal.

But my arousal wasn't important right now, I needed to take care of myself. I got up and didn't quite hurry out of the room, as that would be disrespectful, but I really did need to get in the bathroom.

I hoped Mika was out by now.