schuftsau_olaf @ 2005-10-16T11:58:00
Yesterday it was done: I was allowed to wash your car and see the beautiful Goddess again live. As agreed, I rang at 12.00 clock time with her and had a tightly packed schedule in the neck, I got to work hard for YOU at 16.00 clock in my side job. But DO let me know first by the intercom that I had to wait kindly, since they have not done it. After I YOUR beautiful voice had been allowed to hear, I felt even more boundless love, adoration and devotion than I did before, of course already seen anyway. And of course she had every right as a goddess, I complete idiots, so you never wanted to leave on - when they could have been amused, of course, for hours, then laughing at me idiots to send them home. I imagined that she and her boyfriend in bed together sweet slumber, and had said at my ring: What, 12.00 clock? Oh, the cattle can wait ... Then a call from her, I should go get bread, which of course I did immediately grateful. Come back left me again good to wait outside the front door. Finally I heard the clack, clack of her boots. A beautiful GODDESS stood before me. Just like the last live meeting I can say is that all your beautiful photos are nothing compared to her beauty, her aura, your aura, if you can meet her live. I was really had nothing further than the humble in person and you can do with me. I felt a boundless love, admiration and gratitude that I can be your slave. It's really the way I would imagine an encounter with God: You love him, but at the same boundless respect (perhaps coupled with some fear) of the absolute power, of which one is - Power over life and death. A snap of the fingers of her and I would run ANY command. And so I went inside in Hab-eight-position (most of all I would like in the army and outside stood at attention before her, but I know of course MISTRESS to move in public and tell me to behave normally) to yes no Wink , not to miss out loud if they had a command for me. She was completely relaxed and happy and me a few steps led to her car she told me to wash and clean thoroughly. I handed her the money and humiliating other errands, including the newly bought bread, and thanked her for everything. She laughed and handed me then with sardonic smile as "consideration" the statement from the online shop which I was allowed to pay for YOU. And then I could again have a last look at it: A beautiful young woman who stood about a head shorter than I imagined, and had unlimited power over me. I stammered: "They're beautiful," she laughed merrily and went. And I went with a beating heart to a gas station with car wash and I struggled at first, full of love and devotion, he wanted to play a perfectly-trimmed car. I did gymnastics, struggled drawn, brushed and wiped the sweat ran from my forehead, then of course the most expensive and best wash program, then again targeted Wipe the rims and last of all that has not seemed perfect. All I felt was a huge adoration and admiration for my goddess and a boundless gratitude, that she had let down not only help me to cash and my errands, which had me in advance can make, laughing answer, but I was stupid sheep yet it also clean your car and pay another bill. YOU of course, had at least claim that I am a complete idiot delivers perfect job. The time I sat in the neck, because at 16.00 clock I had to dance for you in the call center and to work hard. Since the work on Car but it should be really thorough, I called a sweat in the call center and said that I would be late by half an hour, which was fine because I appreciate my supervisor to work there as a good animal. Of course, I now had a guilty conscience over my divine MISTRESS, as this meant a half-hour loss of income for YOU. I will look stupid sow so if I can now work hard for half an hour longer for the sovereignty and a little otherwise I abhungern, after all, it is only my fault if I'm not stupid ox-creating the schedule, it's worth, that I for HER crooked and put me on they will open the ass for it that you used me and cashed ... When I was finished, I was hoping to curry favor by something I still can, as I filled the tank full and then brought the car back. The lady had already called me in the meantime a good mood from the Grunewald and I knew then that I had to throw the car keys in your mailbox. Then I ran in the Hogfather to the call center, eternally grateful for the gracious HIGHNESS toiling allowed to ... In the evening I had at home over the money in gratitude for your account, at night, I received an email from IT: SHE was happy with my work ... I was in heaven, and infinitely happy. The mail ended with: "Then I make myself away sometimes ..." - Of course happily into the night life. I was her so very grateful that you had me back a day to leave work hard, and do so now my slaves coal would squander laughing in the night life. I hoped and prayed that they would have much fun while I went to bed to gather strength for today, if I may go back toil in the call center for YOU. In bed I was dreaming of the past day, a beautiful day. He is God, and I could be your slave. And I thank her again today, that I may also experience this day, be held as YOUR villain cattle. Unfortunately, I do
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