I'm
writing this as the day draws to a close, as I have spent
almost the last 24 hours in the torture chamber. Not that
I'm complaining or anything, because I got to lick my
Master's head. After Thing left, Master called me
up to his bedroom to do some cleaning. By cleaning, he
meant exterminating all of Thing's "clothes",
if that's what they can be called. Come to think of it, I
hope that he meant for me to burn them, otherwise, Master
might fire me. I can't help it if I think Thing's clothes
are alive. Come on, they're all furry and feathery and
God knows what could be crawling around in the crotch.
Anyway, after I
finished cleaning the bedroom, Master rang for some of
his special water. I ran to the kitchen to get it,
because I can watch him drink that water for hours. Well,
I can watch him drink the water until I have to make a
hasty exit to my bedroom where...well, we don't have to
discuss what I do there. I entered Master's
office/playroom with his water just as he was coming out
of the door. We collided, and everything fell to the
floor.
"I'm so
sorry, Master, I didn't see you there!" I apologized
as I dropped to me knees to pick up the tray and it's
belongings.
"No, Enrique,
it's entirely my fault," MAster replied as he also
kneeled down to help me pick things up.\par \par Which,
of course, was when it happened.
I couldn't help
myself, or control myself. It didn't bother me that
Thing's hands and/or monstrosities (read: silicone
dirtypillows) had probably been all over it, I just had
to. And it was only inches away.
I stuck my tongue
out. It grazed his forehead. Master flinched a bit, but
pretended he didn't feel it.
I think he wanted
to grant the pleasure to me.
I proceeded to
lick slowly to about the middle of his sexy cranium,
whereon I realized what I was doing and began to chastise
myself.
"No,
Enrique's is a bad servant to his Master!" I cried,
throwing myself on the floor as Master took to his feet.
"Master must be punishing the Enrique now!"
"Yes,
Enrique, it's off to the torture chamber," Master
said, almost enjoying it. I swear there was a twinkle in
his eye.
So many
unspeakable things happened in the torture chamber, none
of which I can speak of because of the nightmares it
could cause me. But when it was over, Master was giving
me a Chupa Chup as a note of appreciation.
I must be sleeping
now, so that I can dream of headlicks. There will be more
headlicks to come, for I know what is in store for me
during and after.
Oh no! Thing is
back! She is calling for me to...*shudders* loofah her!
Oh, the price Enrique is payin' to lick his Master's
head!
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