“Of course Mikuko put this matchy-matchy outfit together for me. Don’t even ask me where my necktie went. I told her explicitly to put one out for me but that little bitch “forgot,” as per uze. If I’ve told her once, I’ve told her a million times, ties make me look edgy and dope. She’s eating gruel for the next two weeks–I will not be made a fool–and forty lashes when I get home. Maybe it’s time to let little Kingston try his hand at the whip. Ah, they grow up so fast, don’t they? I’m going to need 500 Restylane shots in my ass and a coffee enema to get me out of this morning funk. Why why are slaves so ungrateful?”
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