When his master had returned he rose from the couch for her to sit, and gave her a small bow. Her words brought a flustered expression to his face and a shy, but eager smile. "I-I aim to please master," he spoke out timidly, thinking to how much he enjoyed obeying the beautiful woman's commands. "I'll start on dinner, master, please call me if you need me."
With a quick turn, he bent over slightly allowing that seemingly heart shaped romp to flash his master's face, before scurrying into the kitchen. It would take about thirty minutes or so before he was done preparing dinner, and would soon come in carrying the main course, dessert, and the drinks on a tray to lay before her. "Bon, appetite, master." A shy smile graced his lips as he waited for her to eat first, before eating his own portion...salviating at the thought of being used by her through the night.
[Light to moderate bondage adored. Not so much into heavy bondage unless you can make it smexy and interesting instead of just needless and over the top.]