My chattel exists to serve Me. Every morning he must bring Me tea, open the shades, kiss My foot, and then assist Me in putting on My robe and slippers. Once I'm seated with My tea, he must show Me adoration by worshipping the flip-flops I'm wearing. My property has many household responsibilities to fulfill daily, including taking care of My footwear. Today I'm meeting several Lady friends at the beach, only to find that he has failed to clean My beach flip-flops correctly. I am NOT happy. I am leaving now, but he knows he will be punished this evening. he has a whole day to think about hi... Show more