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I am not particularly religious person, but a slave has to take off and a confession.

And I do hereby: My mistress has wished for last year, a gift from me and I have not cashed yet. If I'm honest, I had a little jitters before this gift. But then of course it is their right to claim this gift from me and I told her this week that I am now ready to act as her ashtray. My lady would like to ash not only their ashes in my mouth. This makes you anyway. But would also like to express their last cigarette on my hand. I know that it is important to her. First, it is expressing their appreciation. It shows the fact that she likes me. Sounds strange, but it does so as mistress to express what she feels for me as their slave. And I express through my pain that I am doing this for YOU. Tuen want. It features me on the other so that as your property.

I, sown as, respect for it, but I think it suits my nature to suffer for you and see you in the eye may be.

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flowers and champagne at Pentecost

Well, Saturday was it again so far. Since my lady has once again shown who really is in charge. I had arranged with my friends watching me nicely to football. Wanted to see if Bayern can conquer Europe's football throne.

And whether you believe it or not, exactly at 20:44 clock - one minute before kick-off - I get a text message from my goddess: "Wait for you in half an hour with me on my street. Bring with champagne. "

I just thought that may not be true. You can not serious. Abe I knew immediately you can! So I told my friends that is my father not so good and I am now past and must go. From the next Petrol bought the champagne. And again, in the suburb of my goddess. After 20 minutes, another SMS: ". Have been thinking that you can still get a second of sparkling wine" au man, I to the next gas station. Again bought champagne. And on time at 21:15 clock at the front door of my mistress.

I will always send her a text message that I'm here now. That does not mean that you will open immediately. No. In this case, it makes me a full half hour wait at your door. I venture then to ring or not to send a second SMS. I once made and is not me Sun particularly well received. So

opens at 21:45 clock for the second half, the door. My Goddess sees once again incredible. Humbly I kneel down before her and kiss her beautiful boots. Her lover is sitting on the sofa and I watch football in peace. I welcome him as well. He will not like me to bring a new bottle of beer. Something which of course includes my job. I would love to sit down, but my mistress waiting for me at the dinner table. There, to my surprise, is also located one of your friends. I also humbly kiss her shoes. My lady can serve me two of champagne and then used me as a foot stool. I go on all fours and she can put your legs, not without pressing one of her heels into my side. Thus, the two women talk about this and that, while her lover is angry at football and I just can not see. But my lady's just the boss.

After an hour and more glasses of champagne, then I can chauffeur the ladies in the hottest nightclub in town. But support my expectation that the ladies use in the discount and be permitted to be disappointed again this evening. Stella gets out of my car, throwing her cigarette on the ground while she expresses with the words: "As my slave, help yourself, once a parking lot. If we want to go home afterwards, I will send you back a text message. Then you bring us here again. Oh yes. The cigarette here you can not lie, of course. Los eat. "So I had to get close to the nightclub entrance of my mistress kneel down and take the cigarette off the sidewalk in my mouth. It was so humiliating. But my lady knows now views as to treat your slaves. I eat it with something from his hand.

Well, the rest of the story is told in short: If my lady is celebrating it properly. I waited until 3:30 on the clock SMS. Then I went back before the disco, gathered up my lady and her friend and drove both home. Only her friend and then my mistress.

smiled When getting me back on my lady so, as only it. "I'm proud of you. Because I can count on you. But I allow you that you are allowed out here now Kneeling in front of me and you get it now here on the sidewalk. "I must have looked as if she wanted to get rid of me. Morning at 4:00 clock I knelt before my mistress, who was still sitting in the car and bought it myself I very nervous, but came in a very short time. My lady surprised me yet again. Laughing, she got out and ran again for a farewell kiss the boots. Happy I went home because my lady had pointed me today again my place.

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slaves are there to bless her mistress. And also to do the work that the lady does not even want to do:

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allowed to up to flowers, potting soil and potting care "

unsuspecting, I opened Friday afternoon this personal message and knew what would make the coming Saturday in time. The lady takes on the lead and I, her little slave, their property, their toys may get potting soil and flowers for the balcony of my goddess.

said than done. I started Saturday morning (fortunately not so early.) To the garden center and bought all my lady wanted and what should make your beautiful balcony.

Why should you care as well as drum itself. The time that my garden center squandered, they were able to make much better use. They lounged in fact nnoch with your lover in bed and sent to me from time to time, SMS, what I had to do, what flowers you would like and how your lover treats you just as I toiled here.

After I had arranged everything, I went directly to my lady and sent her a text message that I would now wait at the bottom of the door. In response I got back, that you are still a little bit happy and I had to wait just outside the door until you would just open up. Sometimes it is not easy to be a slave.

But my mistress had a show and read me after a good 10 minutes in your home, as always, breathtaking. I must confess that I still uncanny respect for Saphira, although I must admit that they really love is. But I have been holding three times as a child bitten by dogs, and unfortunately I can not strip easily. Nevertheless, I kissed the feet of Stella and was quickly sent back down to get the utensils high. My Goddess took photos as I always did everything in the apartment and onto the balcony. You drove me to a higher speed, because you did not have all day and not me ever wanted to open the door for the high wear.

After everything was up, showed me my lady just like you are all introduced, I read on the balcony alone, and made themselves comfortable on your big dinner table to watch me at work, having fun and more photos to make. Now and then you came to the door, opened it and flicked the ashes of your cigarette, laughing in my open mouth. I felt humbled and excited at the same time. My Goddess relaxed sitting at your table and I toiled for you. And for that you laughed at me even from, mocked me and use me as an ashtray.

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then planted all the flowers and packed the bags, I was able to sit still on the table and my mistress allowed me a little with your chat. I think you have to send me this honor only, to see how Saphira responds to me.

And you responded. They always came in, sniffed, wanted to be petted and jumped on my legs. Stella laughed destroy itself. "You know you're settled here well into the hierarchy under Saphira, my dear." I knew it. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the honor to be able to converse with my goddess normal. As time flew, I took my foot but again with a kiss at the Stella and her lover, who was joined later and went home with the knowledge that it is my goddess simply had to be practical, that I their property was.

I hope you need me again soon.