A Piece Written at my Command by my slave. “What Master Deserves” (gay, bdsm)

he was comfort. Not his own, but Master’s. he was one of two slaves that was always by Master’s Side. He attended to Master’s Physical Comfort; ensuring that Master was never too hot, too cold, too tense, without a fitting place to rest or recline, free of any aches or pains, and other things of that nature. Like the other two comfort’s tasks could not be listed precisely as they were dictated by Master’s Needs, but they were limited to Master’s Comfort, for that is what he was, comfort.
Also like the other two, he bedded on the floor of Master’s Personal Chambers. comfort didn’t sleep much, for his duty was important even when Master was asleep. Between brief two or three hour naps, comfort kept careful attention to everything that happened in Master’s Room. comfort could not allow aAMaster’s Chambers to become too hot to two cold, had to ensure that, regardless of Master’s Movements in his sleep, His bedding did not shift. The rate of Master’s Breathing, if changed could be a sign that he needed comfort to act to address some change in the room before Master awoke due to some discomfort. It was while he stood his nighttime vigil that comfort ate. There was always food in Master’s Chambers for comfort and the other two, and comfort did not have much time to eat during the day. comfort’s duty was more important, and took all of comfort’s focus when Master was awake
When Master awoke at the appointed time in the mornings, comfort’s duty did not shift or waver, but became more important. comfort ensured Master’s Feet never needed to touch the floor and Master never needed to walk about his home unclothed. comfort had soft, warm shoes ready for Master’s Feet, and a clean, luxurious robe for Master’s Body. comfort adorned Master with these things. comfort ensured that Master’s Bath was ready with water of Master’s Preferred Temperature, and while comfort was present to add warm or cold water, if necessary, to adjust the temperature, he did not bathe Master, that was another’s job. Master did not need to dry Himself off, for comfort was always there with a clean, warmed towel. comfort also dressed Master. comfort’s duty was to know what Master wanted to wear and to adorn him.
comfort never left Master. Wherever Master was, there was comfort. At meal times comfort fanned Master, or provided himself as a place for Master to rest his feet, if the temperature was fair. If Master required it, comfort would massage Master. Master never needed to ask. comfort had learned the subtle signs and tensions that told him when Master needed him, and how Master needed him. Most of Master’s day comfort was merely present, paying close attention to Master, Master’s Posture, Master’s Muscle Tensions, how Master walked, how Master ate, comfort was ever vigilant for any sign of discomfort. Whenever comfort followed Master into a new room, comfort broadened his focus to the new surroundings. Would the windows be drafty? Would the floor cause Master’s Feet to ache? Was there appropriate furniture should Master want to sit or recline? All of these comfort needed to know so comfort could anticipate Master’s Needs. comfort had become good at his duty and enjoyed it, as did all three of them.
When Master desired to retire to His Bed, comfort ensured that the bed was made correctly; that nothing was out of place. Often, comfort was on hand to clean and refresh the bed after Master indulged in one of the others. comfort was never jealous of that one of the others. That duty was merely not comfort’s duty. comfort had only to ignore the noises Master and that one of the others made. comfort could tell when Master was nearly finished with that one of the others, and ensured a bath and towel were ready for Master. While Master bathed, comfort fixed the bed for the night.