A long forgotten slave had tried to get an audience at Madame Charlotte and me.

Clearly, he has to earn our favour again after his long absence. And in this case we were both really bitchy and nasty.

Had he imagined this would be easily? So easily, like a Saturday afternoon stroll? Stupid for him, that we are well rested. How far can we go then?

Very far and that will bring him to his limits. But what does a slave all do, to be allowed with right mistresses?

Due to smaller, nastier tools we required him a pleasant and thankful gangue and cbt is only ... Show more