Once he places all the trays in the house, he then is to quietly take my black supply bag, my whip and my handcuffs and put them on our dresser in the bedroom WITHOUT waking me up. He is then to start his chores.

This weekend, I woke up about 12:15 and took my shower. I put on my tight red leather jumpsuit with the white boots. I took my time fixing my hair and then walked to the kitchen where Gary had prepared and was serving my eggs. “ MMM, that looks good sissy boy. You have cooked your mistress a fine breakfast. Today , may end up being a good day after all.”

I began to eat my breakfast and noticed on the floor in the corner of the kitchen a large pile of dust. “What is that??” I demanded. Gary ran over and quickly swept it up, keeping his eyes lowered. Once I finished my breakfast, he removed my dishes and I inspected the rest of the kitchen.

“Not bad, not bad at all. Okay, lets see what day we are going to discuss first.” I walked over to the TV tray and opened up the black silky bag. “ Thursday.” I stated. “ Thursday, according to my notes here, on Thursday you were a good boy and even gave your mistress a foot message.” I handed Gary the black bag, and his eyes filled with joy. .... Cont'd

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