As John lay on his back, he could hear the sound of showering coming from the washroom. Looking around his vision was largely occupied by the white ceiling above him. He could scarcely see the walls of the room through his peripheral vision. Looking downwards from his perspective he could see his lap, as well has his penis which dangled conspicuously towards the ground.
It wasn't long before the sounds from the washroom ceased, and John heard Amelia re-enter the room.
"Now I cleaned myself up for you 'cause I know its your first time doing this" She said softly. "But I want to impress upon you that I own you, so don't take it for granted."
John gulped. He could only speculate as to what would happen next, but he had some theories. It wasn't long before Amelia loomed back into his vision, naked as ever with beads of water glistening on her skin. John remarked just how beautiful she was from this perspective as she reached out to grab one of the armrests. Then, in a swift motion she rotated John towards the desk while positioning herself in front of her computer. Now facing away from John, she leaned forward and began lowering herself into her office-chair.
"Oh no." thought John.
