Mistress moved back from the rack and analyzed her work. Without uttering a phrase, she made and left the room for a short moment. When she went back I could see in the part of my vision that she carried anything like a plastic bottle and some glistening object. She located both objects on the rack between my legs. Then she left the room again, but now I quickly recognized the object that she cut back by the noise. Mistress dragged her beloved armchair into the space and towards the rack. That armchair appeared as if a small wooden throne. When she'd reached the edge of the sheet, she picked up the seat and located it onto the surface of the rack. The legs of the chair match correct beside my armpits and my hips. I was framed such as for instance a picture. Now that the throne was in place, I understood what Mistress was planning to accomplish in my experience that day. If she left the throne in this location then she would have the ability to use my experience as her footstool.