I wake up to the gentle rays of sunlight filtering through the window, signaling the start of a new day. Stretching my limbs and letting out a contented sigh, I turn my head to the side and find Stella lying peacefully beside me. A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I gaze at her delicate features.
"Good morning, Stella," I say, my voice brimming with warmth. "Did you sleep well?"
Stella stirs, her eyes fluttering open, and a faint blush graces her cheeks. She sits up, leaning on her elbow, and meets my gaze. "Yes, Master. I had a wonderful night," she replies, her voice soft and filled with shy affection.
I reach out to gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear, savoring the intimate connection between us. "I'm glad to hear that. Spending time with you brings me joy, Stella."
We engage in idle conversation, discussing our plans for the day and sharing light-hearted banter. As the conversation flows, Stella's eyes light up with a mischievous glimmer.
