There you sit. 
At your computer, reading My Words. 
And wondering...
What is She going to do to me THIS time?
Maybe I won't do ANYTHING to you.
Would that disappoint you?
Make you feel sad...?
Oh... not worthy of Mistress' attention today.
Dominica is going to ease Her soft, voluptuous body down into a nice, warm bubble bath.  I'll surround Myself with candles, scented with vanilla... with cinnamon...  Flickering lights all around...  And a glass of smoky red wine.  It tastes like mulled wine, with all these candles adding their spicy scent...  I take a sip... and hold the glass out at arm's length, over the side of the tub, listening to music.  And do you believe I'm going to think about you in your little office chair... hunched over your keyboard... craving My every word?  While I sit here in the warm water, bubbles tickling My nipples... the crackling sound of the bubbles bursting by the thousands... like a distant audience, applauding the band...
Oh yes... I think about you craving Me...  I love to imagine you getting down on your knees to type.  "Please, Mistress.  Just one word.  One little trigger.  Jessica craves it!  Cum slave begs Mistress, please tell me to stroke.  Please tell me to go to sleep."  Mmmmm... of course you like to kneel, when you beg Me... when you write such abject pleas for My attention... for My permission.  Reaching up to your keyboard.  Click, click, click... as you type the words... make mistakes and backspace...  your knees hurt on the hard floor.  That is good, slave.  your knees SHOULD hurt... it helps you focus.
Like when you stare into the mirror, and hear My Voice calling to you.  Telling you that you must obey Dominica.  You can see Me... looking out from the mirror...  From just behind your own reflection.  Or maybe... you can see Me looking out... from the reflection of your own eyes.  Do your eyes look green?  Yes, even if they are dark brown... almost black... you can see the hint of color.  My green eyes, staring back at you from the mirror.
"Please, Mistress.  Just one word."
Mmmmm...  I sink down into the water, holding the wine glass high... as My elbow rests on the rim of the tub.
You fairly run to the bathroom... so you can look into the mirror, and see My eyes looking back at you.  You close the drain, and run water into the sink... so you can splash it with your hands... imagining it's Me in the tub... so near you.  So very near.  Splash.  Yes, Mistress, i want to hear You splash.  Of course you do, babi... you crave EVERYTHING about Dominica.
But for now... this is all you're going to get!
xxx's
Dominica