This choice: The next morning - well, a few hours later! • Go Back...Chapter #21Your house slave chores begin! by: Unknown CLINK! A metallic, shuffling sound jolts you into consciousness. You aren't sure how long you've been asleep for, but it certainly wasn't comfortable or refreshing! Your neck and back both ache in several places. Suddenly a blinding light leaves you blinking groggily as you make out the sexy, slender form of your mistress.
"Get up slave," Tora states coldy to you.
Awkwardly extracting yourself from the cramped broom closet, you manage to crawl out of it and meekly gaze up at your mistress. Tora looks so stunning: her strawberry-blonde hair hangs lavciously down past her shoulders, while her business suit and heels make her look even more authoritative to you, if that were possible!
"Morning mistress," you murmur up at her, still feeling ashamed for disobeying her - if only you had been a truly loyal, trustworthy slave! Still, you can prove that you are...
"Here is a list of chores for you slave. I'm going into work to explain to other senior managers that I haven't been able to find a loser who's willing to be my assistant. I guess they'll give me some no-hoper pimply kid that I can boss around. Hey - maybe he will have a foot fetish like you: that way I could have a slave at home and at work! That could've been you, slave: you having the honour of being my slave ALL of the time! But you chose to break my trust." Her words are like stinging blows to you, harsh reminders of your foolish mistakes. The idea of someone else getting dominated by your mistress feels as though an iron claw is gripping and twisting at your insides.
"I'm s-sorry..." You whine up at her but she ignores you with a dismissive wave of her hand. "You can start making it up to me by doing exactly what I say. You never know, slave, do a good job and maybe a month from now you'll get to sleep in my room: possibly even at my feet! And you could become my assistant at work. Depends on what the guy they give me will be like though," she says with a smirk.
You hang your head in shame, wishing that you could fast forward a month from now!
"So, here are your chores," she continues, reading off the list. "Do all of my laundry: washed and hung up to dry, scrub the kitchen and bathroom floors clean, polish every surface, including cabinets, TVs, coffee tables, vacuum every carpet, take out the trash, reorganise my food cupboards....oh and clean all of the windows." She stares at you, a confident expression on her face. "Got all that?" She hands the list down to you.
"Yes mistress," you reply weakly, not exactly thrilled by doing such mundane household chores, which you absolutely loathed.
"I'll be back in a few hours - it's not a full day's work for me, being a Saturday and all. When I get back, if you've done a good job I might let you kiss my feet."
Pathetic as it seems, you actually feel a slight bulge in your pants, at the mere prospect of kissing your mistress' feet!
"And don't even think about snooping around my stuff: I'll know if you have," she says ominously. "And the door will be locked, so you can't have anyone over - that's right slave, I don't trust you. That's something you're gonna have to earn!"
With that, Tora turns on her heel and leaves her apartment, locking the door from the other side - as she promised. With a sigh, you accept that being Tora's slave will have its downsides: endless chores in this case! Still, a goddess like her should be obeyed! Just do a good job - you tell yourself - that way things will get better after a month! Rising to your feet, you set about the first chore...
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