Sometimes your expectations are met, sometimes they're missed. Sometimes you are in control and sometimes you're controlled.In the end, isn't it all a...out pleasure? How much pleasure do you get in a day? Me? I prefer as much as possible, all I can get.That's why I'm a pet. I don't know if that first experience in the back of Jake's Oldsmobile has anything to do with it, maybe it doesn't, but I like to think it does. I like to think it was the first step, the catalyst the led me down this road.. " You did well to obey. The body of a slave is not her own. But she presumes much. In the future, you are to submit only when I permit it. Do you understand me?"Maria nodded her head. "Yes, Mistress. Only with your permission."Marilyn connected Maria's handcuffs behind her before bringing over two bowls, one containing hot oatmeal and the other water. "Eat, slave. You will need your strength to learn to move pleasingly."Maria looked up, a question in her eyes. "With what can I eat, Mistress?". I wuz so mad that I picked up the same maul that the farrier had used on Pa an' hit the farrier with it. I made an even bigger mess out of the farrier's head than he did ta Pa.All of us wuz scared 'bout the whole thin', but we did take the time ta bury Pa under a shade tree an' mark his grave. We left the farrier fer the rats ta eat. We wuz runnin low on supplies, so we took what we needed from the farrier's store—we figured he owed it ta us fer killin' Pa.While we were about it, I took six. I patiently waited...After about 15 minutes as I had expected I heard the door click and I saw uncle Raj quietly enter, now I was really excited and pretended to be fast asleep, he locked my room and made way to moms room, I came out of my room through the balcony door, I have a door in my room that opens to the balcony. I slowly looked into my mothers room, uncle went inside and put on the lights, the door was slightly open so I peeped, my beautiful mom was asleep and Uncle Raj sat beside her.