Saturday, June 4, 2016

My Happy Place

This morning when he got up Master had me do a few things for him, then he told me to kneel and kiss his foot and thank him for the opportunity to serve him.

After I did this, he rested his foot briefly on my back before telling me to check on his cooking breakfast.  

That really is my happy place, right there, everything above.  

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