I was really in pain and could not even sit, so I lied down on my stomach. Parvathy asked lakshmi to leave the room so that she can massage me with th... oil….P: Lakshmi you take Viji and leave right now I will massage Neeraj’s back and cook something for him and then come back homeL: No need I have already finished half of the cooking work, all of us can have food here.P: Ok then go and finish it I have to massage him now.L: How can you massage him? you will be tired of all the works since. "I guess," she says.I trotted back up the stairs. She stepped back, opening the door to let me in.Her house smelled kind of funny, like old laundry, and medicine, and stale food. I hung up my hoody on the door knob, letting it drip dry onto the old brown welcome mat they had. Debbie got me a towel from a laundry basket at the bottom of the stairs. It was folded, so I assumed it was clean, though I couldn't really tell from the smell of the place. I dried my hair off, and ran my fingers through. Sitting up Danielle lookedaround more closely, processing what she was seeing around her. Suddenly, she heard a scream coming from the room next to her. Shethought it was Darian, although the voice seemed to be feminine in nature,but felt it was best if she went to help. Without thinking Danielle ranout of her room and into the room next to her. There she found a girl with a shocked expression on her face she glared atthe full mirror that is a part of the closet. The surreal part was. Oh Ghooood...No. No no no c-calm down Heather...they want you afraid..."In both things, she was right.-I am a slave. I love to be a slave. Being obedient and submissive feels so good. I wish I was born a slave. Slave. Slave. It's important I let that word burrow into my mind and become natural. Being a slave isn't scary. Being a slave is my life. I want to learn to love it and be happy at my Master's feet.My Master will show me how wonderful it is to be a slave. My soft slutty mind will listen.
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