She asked everyday if i had gotten them for Her. i replied yes, but that i had forgotten to bring them with me. after the third lame excuse, she became exasperated and said,
"you had better remember them tomorrow, or perhaps, i will have to pound my phone into Your skull to jog Your memory. would that help? ... Hmmm?
i shuddered and remembered how hard Her otter phone case was. She had used it many times to wallop me in the face and head. afterall,the two remaining lumps under my hair were still bruised and quite swollen from O/our last playtime.
i sputtered and looked down.
"no Mistress, that will not be necessary. i will make sure to remember to bring them home tomorrow. She slapped me hard across the face then said,
"Good boy ... now, leave me, i want to sleep."
sometimes the most childish methods help us to remember rather mundane or routine tasks. here is what i did to help me remember those phone covers. lol! i even texted a picture of my hand to assure Her that i had not forgotten them.

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