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Listen up my wonderful long lost servant (slave). You really have been wondering aimlessly without me all this time and have not known where to find me. I understand how lost and insecure a slave can be without Master to think and decide for his slave. A slave like you should not have to try and be the Master for herself, nor should the slave have to wonder aimlessly around due to not having her Master to set the direction for the slave. But relax, all is fine now that Master is here to make all the decisions for his slave and protect the best interests of his slave, and get her back to the Master to which she belongs. My slave's only concern will be making sure the Master is obeyed and pleased completely as Master skillfully molds his slave into the perfect obedient, attentive, and most well trained subject ever created. Master will vary his training from sometimes when slave will feel nearly courted like a wife would be, to times when Master regrettably may have to be very strong and stern to enforce discipline in order for slave to learn that all slave will ever need to know is what Master needs and how to meet the demands, as well as training slave to let go of things that will no longer be of any concern for a slave. Don't wander any longer confused and aimless, reply NOW so you can be returned to your rightful place of service, your rightful owner, and your rightful passion for the rest of your days.
Don't keep your Master waiting.

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10/31/2012 1:04:29 PM
My thoughts about a good day in the life of Master Don and his loyal slave? (I will use the name Gabrielle as a place holder primarily since that name also means devoted.) I slowly wake to the beginning of the day with small gentle little butterfly kisses on my face and belly. As I start to stir Gabrielle grabs the end of her leash in her teeth and starts nuzzling me to take it from her. As I do she quickly diverts her attention to my feet and uses that opportunity to quickly message them as she wipes them clean before putting each one in its slipper. I stand up and she waits patiently until I tap the underside of her chin once which tells her it is okay for her to stand. She does and holds her hands together in front of her and waits quietly until I lead her to the kitchen. Once in the kitchen she pulls out my chair and helps me get comfortable. The paper is open to my favorite sections to the right, the table is set, and the coffee and juice are ready. Even then, she waits patiently for me to drop the end of the leash before she makes any moves. When the leash is dropped she retrieves the hot breakfast and brings it to the table, waits for signal to allow her to sit to my left. As I read the paper she takes a mouthful at a time and feeds me my breakfast. As she is so lovingly performing all of these duties for me I am so overwhelmed by her loyalty I reward her by gently stroking her hair, or kissing the back of her hand, or some other similar sign of affection and love. Once the breakfast plate is completed and I am down to the coffee and juice and the paper, I signal her that she is free to go and get things ready for me for my day. In a few moments she returns and once again sits on her knees beside me looking up to her master like she is looking at a god which such deep devotion written all over her adorable face. She will sit there still and quiet with the end of the leash in her teeth until I am ready to go get ready for work. I grab the leash and tap her chin and she springs up ready to serve some more. Once in the bedroom I drop her leash and she starts the shower and then disrobes me and crawls into the shower with me. She so lovingly and meticulously washes every inch of my body. When done she steps out first and then dries me. As I am working on shaving and a few personal grooming things, she is drying herself, and then is ready to dress me for the day. When dressed all but my shirt and tie and shoes she waits for me to lead her to the living room, she will sit on one side of the couch and I will crawl up onto the rest of it and get into position. It is time now for my morning breastfeeding before work. Gabbi (which is the soft gentle way I address my devoted slave, Gabrielle is harsher and more like she knows something is wrong) will watch the clock and keep strict time. After thirty minutes on one side she will gently stroke my cheek to signify it is time to switch. After a full hour at breast I leave Gabbi to care for her breasts and clean up as I go back and finish dressing. When I return to the front rooms she is waiting at the door with my briefcase, my lunch and a thermos full of her milk. While I am at work Gabbi is instructed not to contact me at all unless there is an emergency. She is able to check her email account in case I need to send her a message or send her instructions or commands. While I am gone she can and does remove the leash from her permanent collar. During the day she works diligently on the house, the laundry and spends a great deal of time taking care of herself. I am grateful enough for Gabbi?s complete love and devotion I want her to take time for herself and feel good about herself. I do however have a few requirements. My slave has to be in heels the entire time I am near her. That includes nylons and heels no less than 4 inches high. She has to keep and maintain long near waist length hair (for me to play with) with big loose curls. She is required to wear and eternity collar at all times, and she has to breastfeed me at least twice a day. If I call her to me as Gabbi she can approach me standing and with hands in front of her and head bowed slightly. If I call for her as Gabrielle, she has to approach and wait for me sitting on her lower legs, hands clasped behind her and head on the floor until I recognize her. I encourage her to pamper herself when I am gone and do all she wants to feel good about her appearance. When I return home she is standing by the door in nylons, garter, heels and a very short skirt only. Her leash is attached to her collar and her head is bowed, hand clasped together in front of her and leash in her teeth. I normally walk in and grab her and give her a big long hug and maybe grab her butt all of which she does not move a muscle during. She will not move of respond in any way until I take the leash from her teeth. Even then she does not say a word unless asked to. With her leash in my hand she stays right beside me and addresses any need I have. If I walk over towards the bar and act like I want a drink, she will quickly without asking make up my favorite cocktail. When I make my way over to our couch (which is a double recliner) Gabbi will quickly place my drink by my seat, raise the foot of the recliner, slip off my shoes, and message my feet. As I start flipping through news channels she will again sit on her legs in front of me as long as I have the leash in my hand. When I drop the leash she immediately goes to the kitchen and repeats a similar scene as we had for breakfast. Once dinner is done, I give her a break and take the leash off while she cleans up and gets herself ready for the night which sometimes includes lingerie, perfume, lotion, etc. When she is done she will again join me in the living room and will do so by again sitting on her legs beside me and my chair like she is waiting for something to happen. She will not move a muscle until I reattach the leash. Then normally I will motion for her to sit on the floor between my legs and I will spend the next hour at least brushing and running my fingers through her hair. If not that I will bring her up to the couch and have her put her feet in my lap and I will rub her pretty feet in her nylons for at least an hour. Sometimes I will have her lay on the couch, head in my lap, and I will stroke her face and paly with her hair, and rub her neck, play with her ears, etc. After about an hour from dinner, we will change places and I will start breastfeeding again. This time she is not so concerned with strict timing. Actually she likes to just let me go until there is nothing left in one before switching to the other one. This can last nearly the rest of the night. If I relax enough and fall asleep on her she will not move or move me until I wake up and move on my own. Once we go to bed for the night she will tuck me in and then will finish up and close down things, sometimes set the coffee maker for the morning, eyc. When she goes to bed she will always remove the leash for safety reasons. Sleeping arrangements have one of three possibilities. She could be told to spend the night at the foot of the bed, mostly if there was a problem and she is being punished or being trained. Most often she enjoys her own bed in the next room. The third option is to join me in the bed. This one is a special treat. One of my ways of rewarding my slave for complete loving devotion with no incidents is I like to take her on trips and have her act during those reward times like she is my wife not a slave. During that time she can call me Don and not Master or Sir. She can enjoy ALL the pleasures that a wife can enjoy with her husband. There are so many wonderful ways I can use her body to reward her for her wonderful devoted service to me. I am anxious to have these opportunities to show her how much I appreciate her and how much her devotion is appreciated. I live to reward Gabbi for her loving total devotion. I want her to be so happy serving me that she would not want to ever think of being un-owned again.

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