sit meets his Goddess – Chapter 7: Goddess strips the past away

The phone buzzes “sit, Wait at my door NOW.”  Shower, half-asleep, rushing, you obey.  “Breakfast, I want to take an early stroll on the beach.”  Goddess takes a strange turn heading down a different staircase, at the bottom a secluded shower.  “Ashtray position and hurry slave, I have to pee.”  my second day of toilet […]

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