coming home from work, i had thought hard and long all day about what would be the best way to serve the needs of my Mistress. i very much desired to be of service to Her since She had revealed to me that things were a bit tight for Her financially this past month. proceeding upstairs i grabbed the envelope with my birthday money. "yes", i thought. "this is the right thing to do." my heart pounded as i plodded downstairs and, then quickly gave the 5 20s to Her.
"i have thought about this Mistress and i want to give something to You to help out with Your expenses this month." i looked down, clutching the envelope, unsure as to how She would receive my offer.
She plucked the money out from my hands and then looked coyly at me with unmatched satisfaction.
"This is your birthday money, isn't it?" i watched as She fondled the bills. it felt like an eternity as She burned holes through me with Her smoldering gaze.
i shyly said, ... "yes, it is Mistress."
there was a bit of a pause ...
then She laughed and said,
"Wow, you are sooooooooo whipped, aren't you?"
cowering in the shadows of the hallway, i looked sheepishly down.
i couldn't say anything, for i knew She was right.
"Fucking awesome." She teased.
then, without missing a beat, She then issued another order.
"Now, go find Me a pair of socks to wear."
"And be quick about it. W/we need to get going."
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