Pleasure Toy

Mollie stared out the window at the streets far below, the cold, snowy streets she had so recently come from. Was it only the previous week she had shivered in the cold and wondered where she could possibly find to rest her head and get warm? Was it only the previous week she had met him, had desperately begged for a job, anything to get her in out of the cold? She turned, smiling at the warm glow of light in the penthouse behind her, then began to crawl across the floor. The little bells dangling from her rings tinkled as she moved, and the tail attached to the ball within her swung softly against her bare thighs. Master would be home soon, and she must prepare herself.