I wake the next morning wonderfully refreshed and painfully hungry.
“Get up slave and make me breakfast” I command of her. It is Monday morning and I must leave for work shortly.
Zoe prepares a simple but delicious breakfast which I ravenously devour.
“Pick out clothes for me to wear while I go shower.” I wonder how well her taste for clothes are. We will find out after I shower.

I take an extremely hot shower which reminds me of how she warmed my body last night.
I walk into my bedroom to see what clothing Zoe has picked for me. She did an excellent job of selecting my day’s attire. She seems to have some sense of how a professional woman dresses.
I compliment her and remark that she must know how to dress for success. For some reason that compliment appears to offend her.

“Shower quickly while I get dressed I have a treat for you.” There is little time left before I must leave when she finally returns to me.
“Fetch a clean bed-sheet and place it on the floor in the living room” I command. Then I order her to lay down at one edge of the sheet with her arms down to her sides. Once she is in position I proceed to roll her over and over in the sheet until finally she is totally wrapped from shoulders to toes in the sheet. She looks like a beautiful mummy.
I then wrap her leather belt around her waist and lock it into place. I wrap a strap securely around her ankles and another strap around her upper arms.

She is secured tightly in her mummy wrap and will not be able to free herself. Zoe is trapped until I decide to let her free.
“I must leave for work. You are to remain there until I return. DO NOT soil yourself, you are my slave not an animal.” And with that I leave for work.

While I ride in the cab to work I keep wondering “was that a wise thing to do? What if there is a fire? Zoe will be trapped. What if the superintendent needs to go into my apartment for something or other and finds Zoe wrapped up on the floor? What if… What if… What if…?” keeps running through my mind all throughout my ride to work.

Once I arrive at work the day quickly becomes hectic. So many new investments to review. I am told I must leave that evening for some small industrial town in Ohio to examine some small company we are planning on investing capital in.
I have to laugh. What if I had been told I need to leave right away to do a quick review of the company as I have done several times in the past.
It can be tiring to leave for the airport immediately with nothing more than my briefcase and purse in hand and do an audit of a company and return very late at night.
What would Zoe do if she had to remain bound until midnight Monday?
But I am able to leave work early to prepare for my evening flight and short two day trip.

When I arrive home Zoe is asleep. What is she doing? I wanted her to examine her life as my slave and to think of new ways to please me but here she is sleeping!

“Wake up slave” I bark at her and she abruptly returns to consciousness.
While I am packing a piece of carry-on luggage I give her commands for the next two days.
“I have to leave this evening for a two day trip. You are not allowed to wear clothing while I am gone. I want my apartment to be spotlessly clean when I return and you must retrieve my mail from the mail box in the lobby both days. I suggest you retrieve it at two in the morning when the only person to see you will be the guard reviewing the tape from the security camera.
I notice that we need groceries so that you may cook dinner for me when I return. You will be allowed to wear your coat and nothing else whenever you leave the apartment building. Do you understand?”

Zoe nods in acknowledgement as I grab my carry-on and head out the door…