10/11/16
Master’s office
NYC
Dear Diary,
This week Master said it was time for me to learn to serve him.
Master is sweet but he is also very strict. This is our week-day schedule:
8am Master showers. I wait outside with a towel to dry him once he finishes. Sometimes while I am on my knees to dry his legs he takes the opportunity to use my mouth for its original design, which would mean as a receptacle for his cum. He grabs me from the back of my head and rams his cock down my throat, hard. That is a treat for me and Master says it will only happen when I am very good.
8:30 While Master gets dressed, I cook him breakfast (two eggs, scrambled, and bread lightly toasted). I also serve him tea. He takes it with no sugar and just a drop of milk. The first few days I put too much milk in and he pinched my nipples so hard that my sorry tits were bruised silly and hurt for days. Now I know the exact color the tea will make when I stir it so that I have prepared it perfectly. The smell of it makes me wet.
9:00 Master leaves for work. I tidy the house, arranging the couch cushions, making the bed, doing the laundry and cleaning up breakfast. After that I am free to do as I wish for the day but I must always wear my day collar and check in with him at least twice. I also must tell him if I leave the house. Having Master track my every movement makes me so so so so hot. Master loves me and that is why he must know exactly where I am at all times.
4:00 I prepare myself for Master’s homecoming. I shower and shave, apply my makeup and choose an outfit that is becoming of a filthy whore like me. I always wear my evening collar for his arrival.
5:00 Master comes home from work. I wait for him on the floor because I am a stupid slut who should never stand to greet her Master. I am to keep both of my holes lubed and ready so that he can shove his cock into whichever one he pleases. This whole week, however, he has not done so once. He has just touched himself and left me aching for his cock.
On Thursday of last week I lost track of time and I was not ready for him when he came home. He called me a stupid cunt and dragged me by my hair into the bedroom, where he caned me with his stingy cane so hard that the angry red welts still have not disappeared. He said he hoped it hurt enough that I would remember to always be ready for him.
6:00 While Master unwinds from his day, I cook him dinner. I serve it to him and rub his feet while he eats. Only once he is finished may I eat as well.
And, dear diary, that is my daily schedule. I am my Master’s maid servant, his slave and his whore. He owns me and takes care of me as the most precious of his objects. In return I must always do exactly as he commands.
Master says if I am bad, he will bruise my whole body black and blue. But he says that if I am very very good, one day he will brand me with his initials. Then he will throw away the key to my collar and I will be his forever.
L.L.
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