My fingers return to the laces of my corset, I tug at the knots, finally removing it as Master returns with the leash. He notes my slowness, I know I'll pay for it later. I sit up on my heels thrusting my chest forward shamelessly putting myself on display. My downcast eyes travel from the forms of my Master and Mistress and to the contents of the closet. I become moist gazing at the variety of toys,and start to blush. I hope my new owners don't notice my budding arousal.