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Friday 9 September 2011 photo 47/47
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That next morning I woke up alone, thou there laid clothes by the bed, I sat up, and the arm was already healed. It surprised me, it had been broken two days ago, I looked around then got up. I was a bit weak on my legs, but I managed to stand. Then picked up the clothing, it was a dress, a very short one as well. I looked at it, hatred in my eyes. The dress was a maids dress, I didn’t like it one bit. And that wasn’t all, there even laid long socks with red silken ribbon on the edge and a pair of white panties. I knew at once who was behind this. Yoush. I knew he was perverted, but this took the price. I looked for other clothes but with no success, I had to put this on; after all I was naked. I took the panties on then the black socks then the black maid dress. I saw some sort of circlet, I picked it up, and there was a pair of cat ears on it, then saw a brush on a table, went over there, took it and brushed my long black hair. It shined a bit as I ran the brush lightly through the messy hair, I then placed it down. I looked at the cat ears in my other hand, sighed, took them on, and then look at myself in the mirror. I didn’t like what I saw. But I guess I had to live with it, and then I saw a pair of high-healed shoes. I took them on; they were a bit hard to walk in but I took it slow. When I had learned to walk in them, I walked over to the door, opened it and went out from the room. A maid met me, she looked at me.
- The master is waiting for you in the dinner room. She said low to me. I looked after her, then went and searched for the dinner-room. The house was big, there were many beautiful decorations. From the looks of it, so had it to be Christmas soon, oh how I missed the Christmas. The smells and the mood in the houses and between all people, nut it seamed that I had to be without that this year as well. I finally found the dinner-room, there sat the family. They were eating, on their plates was; eggs, bacon and a toasted bread with butter and a piece of tomato on. They drank tea and juice.
- Ah, there he is… the old man said. He looks at me, I felt so stupid in this costume.
- Please do come closer, dear. The older lady told me. I walked more in there. I saw Yoush, he was looking at me, smiling…no, grinning proudly. I looked away from him and on to his father and mother
- I saved you a seat next to me. I heard the boy say. I looked over at him, he was smiling.
- Yes dear, do take a seat; I believe you haven’t had anything to eat yet. The mother said
- No I have not, ma´am. I said. I then walked over to the seat and sat down; the food was on the plate. I looked up at the others, and then saw what fork and knife they were using, so I picked mine up as well, I ate. It was as good as the dinner, I enjoyed it. After a while I placed it down and look around.
- Now, how about Yoush shows you around here. The old man said. I wanted to say no but knew he would send me back, what a friend. We stood up and walked out from the room, I felt his hand got placed around my waist
- You look so good in that. He whispered to me
- Why are you doing this? I asked him calmly.
- Why? You have no right to know…you are just my pet… he said, brought me closer to himself. I glanced at him
- You are not a friend…you are a bastard and if I get the chance I will kill you…I whispered. He just chuckles.
- Oh, cranky are we? Don’t worry; ill give you some catnip so you can calm down. He said, placed his hand on my butt, I slapped it away.
- Don’t you touch me…I hissed. He chuckled, then pinned me up against a wall, grabbed my arms and held them over my head, pressed himself against my body
- I am touching you as much as I please, you are only mine… I can do whatever I wish with you. He hissed in to my ear. I just looked away from him
- Your breath smells bad…I said calmly. He looks at me, his eyes narrowed. I suddenly felt a hard slap on to my cheek; my head came to the side, still keeping myself calm.
- Remember that I am your master. He hissed. I was quiet; he then took my hand, walked to the kitchen and took some ice. He then gently placed it to my cheek, cooling it down. I didn’t look at him
- I hate you…I said low, held the ice to my cheek. He looks at me
- I don’t care of what you think of me…I am your master… your opinion means nothing to me… he said. I placed the ice aside, stood up. He looked down at me
- No of Corse, why would my opinion count…I am just your friend…I said
- You’re a pet…my own toy, nothing more… now, you have shores to attend to… there is a list over there…he said coldly. I just passed him, walked over there, looked at it, and then started with the shores. I walked in to the dinner-room, started to clean the dinner-table. I had to bend over to get in to the middle, Yoush stood at the door, looking at me. I could feel the grin on his lips, I knew my butt was seen, the dress was rather short. After a few hours of cleaning and such was it time for dinner, I was the one that had to serve the family. It was only Yoush that was a bastard; the rest was a kind family. When I placed the dinner by Yoush, I felt his hand on my butt; he stroked it and squeezed it. I moved away from there and walked out from there, I then walks up to my room, went in there and sighed deeply. Then a knock was heard on my door, I opened it and outside stood the boy, he was holding in a tray with food
- You didn’t have to bring me food… I said calmly
- I wanted to, you looked hungry… the boy said, looking at me. I looked at the tray; there was the same food as last time. My stomach growled, then carefully took the tray and looked at the boy
- Thank you, my friend. I said with a gentle tone. The boy smiled and walks away, I closed the door and went over to the bed and sat down started to eat; it tasted like an angels dinner. I was done after a long while, and then placed it aside. Then I suddenly felt drowsy, laid down on the bed, and then the darkness took over, I fell asleep. When I woke up again, I felt that I couldn’t move, I looks around, then felt that I only was wearing a pair of panties. Then that I was strapped to some kind of table, it was dark so I couldn’t see anything. I think I was blindfolded…
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samui-ninja
Sat 10 Sep 2011 21:01
fortsätt mä denna för jag vill veta vad som händer :3 ska jag låta som en lärare hade jag anmärkt litta på gramatiken men det spelar faktiskt inte så stor roll för jag fattar ju så what the hell right? ;p
josefin cederström
Sat 10 Sep 2011 22:03
hehe jag försöker fixa gramatiken...det e liksom inte min starkaste sida
samui-ninja
Sun 11 Sep 2011 11:26
ach det blir bättre, har du nån som "rättar" texterna eller skriver du bara dom här? om inte så ge den till din eng lärare för extra cred! ;)
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