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The time of Your arrival draws near. i take my proper place … and wait. Soon, You open the front door of Your home, revealing me there. Kneeling. Head bowed. You step inside and instruct me to remove Your shoes. i do so gladly, reverently, gently revealing Your perfect bare feet. i marvel at their flawlessness and place a single, gentle kiss atop each. You have me stand. Your soft, gentle hand takes mine. You lead me to the kitchen and instruct me to fetch You a glass of wine. You continue walking to the living room. i pour the wine and hope the condition of the living room will meet Your high standards. i try so very hard to keep Your home beautiful, orderly, and clean. To disappoint You in any way is a crushing pain that exceeds that of any punishment You’ve ever inflicted upon me. You’re seated in a comfortable chair in the living room. Your feet rest on a short wooden stool in front of You. It is my privilege to deliver the glass of wine and then gently raise Your feet, sliding them onto my lap while i sit on the stool and face You. The bottle of Your favorite lotion is already in my hands; i warm some of its contents in my palms before i begin lovingly applying it to Your sweet skin. i massage You while i listen intently to the details of Your day, unable to take my eyes away from Yours. Everything about You fascinates me. Soon, dinner will be ready. i will serve it to You. i will hope that You’ll allow me the pleasure of dining with You, but You may have other plans. i may be made to kneel before You and watch as You eat. i may be sent into another room to perform a task. It doesn’t matter, of course. i will do as You command. To obey You, to serve You, is my one true purpose. i’ve never been so happy.

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Paisleybabi
 
 Age: 20
  Tennessee