Attached you find a picture of me. You have to put in on your desktop and every day on the whole hour between 09:00 and 17:00 get on your knees in fro...t of the computer, look at the picture of your Mistress and worship it for minimally 5 minutes. See it as a form of meditation and all the time I want you to think of yourself as my dog and slave and that I am superior to you. Somewhere in your office make like a small shrine where you place at least one item per day that you find that reminds. ”The first bell rang just as the conversation was getting interesting. Gwen went to class and I prepared for mine.At lunch a box of chocolates was delivered to Gwen, by me secretly of course, with another note.Elegant Gwen, For your sweet-spot, until I can taste your sweet-spot. Your secret and hopeful loverGwen came into my room at last break and said, “I got another gift.”I smiled and said, “She is really pulling out all the stops.”“It is driving me nuts not knowing,” she said.“You really. " I love your touch, Nurse."I smiled again."Are you trying to chat me up over a cup of tea?"He was still holding my hand, but now he pulled me towards him."This isn't a cup of tea." He said softly in my ear, "This is a date."As he spoke I caught the scent of his skin mixed with the smell of a delicious cologne that swamped my senses and made me want to sink to the floor helpless in a puddle of my own love juice.He saw the surprise in my expression and smiled."You can kiss me if you want to." I. Beatrice’s spiteful smile at reducing him to the shell he’d now become, was only interrupted by her acknowledgment of Beryl, who slipped her boot forward to receive the adoration of tongue at leather, sighing longingly with her need for his further humiliation.“Oh do tell how you came by him, I do so hope he was proud and arrogant once ... and that he’ll follow my capture to the gallows one day.” Beryl felt the extra effort of his tongue at her boot, the audience of women delighted in seeing.