Slave jots five lines inside secret journal:

"Impervious to life abstruse,
Dreaming of the day I get loose,
Oh, liberty is imminent,
Look at my predicament,
Soon I shall cook Mistress's goose."

As spike-heeled stilettos tap across concrete floor slave hastily conceals journal beneath thin white cushions, the only padding inside her metal cage. Fantasies can wait - for now slave must contend with the quixotic wrath of Mistress September Reign..

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