She chortled to herself and wondered how long he had been standing there. At least half an hour. Next time she would have him in lingerie.
She unlocked the door to the flat and yelled out ‘Hi honey I’m home!’
Allan stood naked still with his back to the window in the living room which was now spotless and smelled of violets and sandlewood as opposed to stagnant urine. He did not move as Kerry entered until she point to the floor telling him to kneel. He knelt at her feet and bowed his head.
She flopped into an armchair and dropped her bags on the floor.
‘Come here worm . . . turn around and kneel.’
He did as he was told and felt the cuffs being unlocked.
‘Crawl on your hands and knees to your bedroom and bring every pair of pants and socks in your room back here, quickly!’
He immed
