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I slowly wait for my Mistress to come home, making sure all the chores are finished and everything was in it's proper place, and nothing was left undone for the day. Mistress was to be home for work soon, and I had dinner ready for her. My outfit today is what it is everyday she got home from work, or anytime; I wore nothing but the collar that signified I was her's.

Finally, I simply settled in my waiting position, knowing it was quite a bit more painful than my parking position--one made for a bit more comfort so I could stay in it for longer periods of time.

IO, our younger cat comes up to me and paws at my left knee and the hand that rested on it. I smiled gently and looked down at him from my position of sitting on my legs, my ass rested on my feet.

"Hey little IO..." I say softly to him, petting him. He pawed at my hand some more, but playfully, and bit at it gently. This only made me smile more with happiness. It was the sign that Nova, a white cat, IO's aunt, and my Mistress's favorite, came to the door that I knew Mistress was home.

I gracefully got back into the position with my hands, and looked up, so I could see her face clearly as she stood over me at the door, and see my smile of happiness as she entered.

The doorknob turned, and the edge unclicked from the wall as it swung open to reveal my beautiful Mistress. I got up from the floor and handed her the hot cup of coffee I had made for her, made with creamer and sugar, as she liked it. It was then I hugged her and made a soft light sound of a kitten, another sign to tell her all is well.

"Hi kahyl. Have you been a good girl when I was away?" She asked me.

"Yes, Miss." I replied proudly. She did a once-over with the livingroom and the kitchen to find everything in order. I smiled more, though still softly, knowing that my surprise for her would make her happy, once she saw that as well.

"Miss?" I asked, as I took her boots and leather jacket off her, and rested them in their appropriate spots.

"Yes?" She asked as she turned to me.

"Kahyl has a surprise for Miss.... would Miss like to see?" I asked with sparkles in my eyes as I grinned a little mischeviously at her now.

"Um.... sure." She answered, and I walked to the bathroom, making sure that everything was just right--for the seventh time--before she entered. The look on her face was enough, a soft smile of happiness.

We had a circular, big jacuzzi tub, already filled with hot water that contained lavender scented pearls, softly illuminated by the lavender and rose candles that stood on the carefully planned-out edges of the rim. I had set out some big wooden bowls on the counters and the floors about the tub that were filled with water, supporting floating tea candles that were lit cast a glow upon the freshly picked and vased flowers by them. A mist machine was put in the far corner, turned to it's lowest setting, so it was just a gentle spray, catching the light and the warmth of the room, softening the bathroom even more.

On the shelved table beside the tub was a basin of clean, hot water that sat on a heater, a big soft crimson towel neatly folded in the towel warmer, salts, pearls and oils for the bath, wash cloths neatly folded on the second shelf, lightly-scented shell-shaped soaps in a glass bowl beside the salts, semi-sweet and dark chocolate truffles in another glass bowl, frosted, I handmade sat on the third shelf, along with chocolate milk in an ice bucket to keep it cool. A novel sat on the bottom shelf above the floor, farthest away from the tub so it wouldn't get wet, beside it to it's left was a neatly folded robe and pair of socks for her to put on after the shower. Shampoo and conditioner stood on the other side of the clothes.

I waited for her consent to allow me to take off her clothes so she could get into the relaxing pool of water. She did so, and after I was finished, I folded them neatly and put them on the counter nearby the door.

I helped her get in and sink in, her head resting on a floating head pillow as she laid there, resting, her eyes closed.

I kneeled by the tub, the loaded and carefully set shelved table at my right, smiling at her peacefulness.

She then opened her eyes with a smile and asked me to feed her a truffle and to get some milk. I picked out a dark chocolate one, and waited for her to stick out her tongue with her mouth open so I could put the chocolate in. After I did so, she commented on it as I poured the milk. I simply replied that I made it just after she got to work, before doing the dishes.

Then, I poured choclate milk into a glass for her, and dried her hands off with one of the little hand towels nearby before giving it to her to drink, so she would have less of a chance of dropping it into the water. When she was finished with it all, she handed the glass back to me to set down by the ice bucket.

"Is the water okay?" I asked her. She nodded and pointed to the novel. She had gotten me to read aloud to her a chapter a night of the book called "The Giver" by Lois Lowry. I carefully read the words so not to make a mistake and kept a rythem going with my words. When the chapter ended, I knew I wasnted to read more but must wait for another day to read another chapter.

We sat at the tub for what felt like the time stopped, but I knew was close to half an hour, before she asked me to wash her. I gently lathered up a wash cloth with her favorite body wash and gently went from her face to her neck with it, another mischevious smile playing across my lips, though, no mischief was, is or would have been intended. I then washed her shoulders, her collarbone, her shoulderblades, and between, and lowered the cloth, washing every inch of her I could before going lower, massaging her body as I did so with the other hand, further helping her to relax from the night's work. Finally I got to her waist, in which she stopped me and motioned for me to get in the water.

I smiled even more with pride and happiness that my Miss was happy to share the tub with me, and got in as gently as I could, without disturbing the water's movements. It was then I finished washing her, from her waist down to her toes, massaging her feet afterwards. Then she stood and I rinsed her off with the tub spicket hose that we had, making sure I missed nothing, before quickly draining the water before I used the basin from the table, dumping the hot water into the tub.

It was then I got out of the tub and put in more pearls for her, as she sat back down for her hair to be washed. Miss had such long beautiful hair uncontaminated by any hair-altering situations like highlights, or full hair dying, or even frosting. I gently scrubbed it with shampoo, and let it sit as I gave her more truffles and milk. Then, I used the now-empty basin beside the tub and allowed her to rest her head on the edge, her hair streaming over the side, into the hallowed contained below. I then again used the hose to rinse her hair before putting conditioner in it.

While we waited for that to set as well as she liked, I readied some other oil from on the table into another small glass bowl that sat empty on the floor. It was then that I rinsed her hair again, and brushed it, before towel-drying it mostly dry. I pulled out the robe and sock for her, as she sat at the edge of the tub, the water now drained from it, and clothed her again, before blowing out all of the candles, and taking with me that one small glass bowl filled with bottles of oils.

She went to the bedroom, and laid on her stomach as I asked her too. Now was for another relaxing exercise--in saying she relaxed, and I did the exercise. I disrobed her again and folded it neatly on a shelf in the closet on one side of the room, before kneeling on the bed beside her, rubbing the massaging oils on my hands before putting them on her skin. It was then, I did my massaging on her, on her lower back, between her shoulderblades, at the middle of her back and her sides, at her neck and at her shoulders. I massaged until her skin that was just lightened from being slightly colored from the water, become reddened again through stimulation. I massaged both gently and then deeply kneading, making sure all of her muscles were loosened and no longer tense, smiling at the beauty of her skin in the soft lamp light by the bed.

I believed my Misstress very beautiful and enjoyed being able to massage it and clean it, relax it and sometimes just simply touch it, or embrace it in my arms. It was another time-standing fifteem minutes before I was certain I coaxed all of her back to be as they were supposed to be.

I then covered her up with her crimson blanket, and set food on the table as I asked permission to clean up the bathroom. After she gave her consent for that, I cleaned the bathroom quite efficiently as well as quickly, already knowing where everything was to be. When I had come back, her food was half eaten.

"Is the food good?" I would ask her, as she meowed at me happily. Love and happiness filled me all the more as I sat on my bed at the side, waiting for her to finish. When she did, I took the dish out and cleaned it before putting it in the dish drain and headed back to the room.

This time, I tucked her blanket around her as she laid on her side and sat on my bed again, smiling as I read another novel, also watching her until she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

It was time to sleep for me as well, so I laid down and quickly went off to sleep with a smile softly laid upon my own lips, happy that my Miss is happy.