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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Yay for happy places
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ReplyDeleteHappy PLaces are always good.
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