I was so engrossed in my soaking that I did not even hear the door opening until it was too late. I opened my eyes up and let out a yelp as I grabbed the shower curtain to hide.
With a very feminine giggle, Alyssa set the stack of clothes she was holding on the counter.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. Here are the clothes I promised you. They may hang off you a bit, just to warn you,” she told me.
“T-thank you, Mistress Alyssa,” I squeaked out.
“You truly are a wonderful sub, Vie. You remember every protocol and etiquette,” she replied, applauding me.
“Thank you, Ma’am,” I replied again, trying to stifle a groan of frustration when she made no attempt to leave.
“Anyway, I’ll leave you to finish up your bath,” she declared.
I almost breathed out a sigh of relief until she stopped at the door and turned back to me.