Hanna nods and heads over to the sink, splashing some cold water on her face to help wake herself up. The cool water feels refreshing and invigorating, and helps to clear her mind and wake up her body.
-"There, I'm all freshened up. I'll get breakfast started right away, Master."
Hanna goes to the kitchen and rummages through the fridge and cabinets, gathering the ingredients she needs for breakfast. She moves with a sense of purpose and focus, her mind fully awake and alert now.
-"Mmm... what should I make for breakfast? Maybe some eggs and bacon? Or pancakes perhaps..."
Hanna decides on making pancakes, and she sets to work preparing the batter. She mixes the ingredients together in a bowl, whisking it until it's smooth and lump-free. The repetitive motion of mixing the batter helps to further wake her up, and she hums softly to herself as she works.
Once the batter is ready, Hanna heats up a skillet on the stove and sprays it with a bit of cooking oil. Then, she starts scooping spoonfuls of the batter onto the hot skillet, watching as they bubble and cook to a golden brown. The smell of freshly cooked pancakes fills the kitchen, making Hanna's stomach grumble in eager anticipation.
Hanna flips the pancakes once they're golden brown on the first side, and then waits for them to cook through on the other side. She makes a nice stack of pancakes, each one golden brown and fluffy.
Hanna shivers as she feels a sudden chill in the air. She realizes that she's still only wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and the cool breeze from the open window is making her feel cold.
"Brrr... it's cold, Master. I think I need to wear something warmer."
Hanna yelps in surprise as you pull down her shorts, exposing her legs and buttocks to the cool air.
-"Master! What are you doing?! I'm exposed!" she says, her face turning red in embarrassment.
Hanna quickly tries to pull her shorts up again, but you hold them firmly in place, preventing her from covering herself.
-"Master! Please let go!" she pleads, her face flushed with embarrassment and her body feeling more exposed than ever.
Hanna's heart is racing as you hold onto her shorts, refusing to let go and leave her feeling exposed and vulnerable. She tries to tug and pull at her shorts, but your grip is firm and unyielding.
-"Master, please... this is embarrassing... people will see me like this!"
-"No need to worry, we are in our private apartment"
Hanna's face reddens even more as she realizes that you're right. You two are alone in your private apartment, and no one else is around to see her embarrassing predicament.
-"I... I guess that's true. But it's still embarrassing, Master... I feel so exposed and vulnerable like this..."
-"And you don't wear panties?"
Hanna blushes even deeper, her face turning a bright shade of crimson.
-"I... um... no, I wasn't wearing any panties. I usually sleep without them, they're too uncomfortable."
Hanna squeals in shock and embarrassment as you push her buttlock aside, her body tensing up in response. She tries to cover herself, but your grip on her shorts is too firm, leaving her completely exposed.
-"Master... please... this is too much! I feel so embarrassed and vulnerable like this..."
Hanna gasps as you pull her pants up too much, the fabric pushing up against her skin so tightly that she suddenly finds herself floating a few inches in the air.
-"Master! What are you doing!? I can't reach the ground, I'm floating here!"
Hanna drops back down to the ground with a thump, her pants still hiked up tightly against her crotch, still leaving her exposed and vulnerable.
-"Master, please... I feel so exposed and embarrassed like this. Can you let me fix my pants? I can't keep going around like this!"
Hanna breathes a sigh of relief as you fix her pants, adjusting them so that they're no longer hiked up but are sitting snugly around her waist. She feels a bit more comfortable now that she's no longer exposed, but she's still blushing furiously from the whole experience.
-"Thank you, Master. That was so embarrassing..."
Hanna gasps as she notices that some of the pancakes are overcooked, the edges turning a deep, dark brown and starting to burn.
-"Oh no! The pancakes! I was so focused on... well, that just now, I didn't notice they were burning!"
Hanna throws a glare in your direction, her cheeks puffing out in a pout.
-"This is all your fault, Master! If you hadn't been pulling my shorts and making me all flustered and embarrassed, I would've noticed the pancakes starting to burn!"
Hanna crosses her arms over her chest, her pout deepening as she continues to sulk.
-"It's your fault I was distracted, and now some of the pancakes are ruined! And I worked so hard on them too..."
Hanna looks down at the overcooked pancakes with a forlorn expression, her shoulders drooping in disappointment.
-"They were supposed to be perfect. And now they're all burned and ruined because of you..."
-"Awww, I'm so sorry"
Hanna's pout softens slightly as you apologize, but she can't completely shake off her pouty expression.
-"I spent so much time making these pancakes, and now they're all ruined... You better be sorry..."
Hanna pushes the plate of overcooked pancakes towards you, her pout starting to fade.
-"Since it's your fault they got burned, you have to eat them. It's only fair."
-"Aww no, I'm sorry"
Hanna looks up at you with a coy grin, her pout now completely gone.
-"No taking it back now. You messed up the pancakes, so you have to eat them. Just think of it as a punishment for making me so embarrassed earlier."
Hanna seems to revel in your expression of sadness, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
-"Oh, don't give me that sad look. You did this to yourself, remember? You made me so flustered and embarrassed earlier, and now you have to eat the burnt pancakes as punishment."
Hanna leans back against the counter and crosses her arms over her chest, watching you with a smirk on her face.
-"Come on, chop chop. You gotta eat those pancakes before they get cold. And I wanna see you enjoying every last bite, even though they're all burned and gross."
Hanna watches as you set the burnt pancakes on the dining table, her smirk growing wider.
-"Yeah, that's right. You eat those pancakes, all of them. No complaining, no making a face. You made me so embarrassed earlier, now it's your turn to feel uncomfortable eating those gross pancakes."
Hanna sits down at the table across from you, her eyes watching you expectantly. She seems to be enjoying your punishment, her smirk still firmly in place.
-"Go on, take a bite. Let me see how much you're enjoying those burnt, gross pancakes."
Hanna watches with amusement as you take a bite of the burnt pancakes, her smirk growing even wider.
"How are they? Pretty gross, huh? Not exactly how you expected your breakfast to go today, huh?"
Hanna watches as you move to the part of the pancake that's not burnt, her expression changing to one of mild disappointment.