Iam the Mistress and you are the Sissy, at least for the next thirtydays. You wanted this life. You got this life. Deal with it. And dealwith your lun...h. The bowl must be licked clean, do you understand, badSissy?" Yes, Mistress, licked clean!" Now crawl over there and eat your lunch. It will give you a nice furrycoat and it is also good for those nasty worms that dogs can get. BonAppetit!"Mistress has left the building. Mistress had left me in my kennel. Sheis so good to me, feeds me, worries. He did finally managed to change it, and the National Geographic channel turned on. "Jackson." he said, angry but not surprised. He had no problems with his son watching porn, but he went over the line when he forgot to change the channel and leave it on for Miley to see it. "It's okay, dad. Don't be mad at Jackson." "He shouldn't be leaving this on." "I guess not." Robbie turned back around to sit down but stopped when he saw Miley's nipples pressing through the tight, thin material. It was. Now keep quiet again, and let medo what I came here to do." As I started typing my message, he responded, "And what is it that youcame here to do, Miss ... eh?"I didn't answer him directly, first I finished the message, which I sentusing the internal diplomatic secured transmission protocols. Themessage read, "I'm still alive, and I'm coming home." I had addressed toMom, and it would be sent with my personal username as the sender. Ifully intended it to be sarcastic, as I believed that Mom had. I rushed out of the room, hiding my tears and thinking about what I had done. ‘I’ll lose him forever.’ __________________ I was so cold. My clothes were soaked through, forming an icy plaster on my skin. I kept my arms around myself, as I remained rooted to the ground. I could feel my teeth chattering as I shivered violently. My mind went blank from the pain in my chest. The rain hid my tears. The decision I had made broke my heart and scarred my soul.. And then I felt warm. The arms and body.