he kneels before him as he sits in a comfortable chair, smiling. Before her are a beautiful set of anal beads that she has crafted, as per her His instructions. Seven  glass beads, about a half an inch in diameter each, are strung on a thick cotton cord, secured by knots every few inches, with an eight-inch loop at the end. The beads have been  soaked in olive oil, making them shine. 

"You've done well, my love.  Now, I want you to spread your knees far apart, and I want you to place the palm of your hand between your legs, applying a rolling pressure there."

She obeys, feels the heat and warmth between her legs, the heat and warmth that are ever there in His presence.