Freya knocks on the door, wearing the soft pastel lingerie her mistress had commanded her to wear. 
"Come in, my princess." The woman speaks firmly, watching how her precious fairy enters, feet tender with every step. Eager to hear her praise. 
"Why look at you." She coos in content with the image before her. Opening up her dark silk robe she exposes her very own erotic outfit. She smiles, "I thought it would be a suitable reward if I matched with you tonight. Was I correct?" She smiles, he lips parting ever so slightly leaving Freya feeling hot.
"Yes, my mistress." She replies tenaciously, almost rolling on the balls of her feet as she feels her face flush to what tonight may hold.