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She loves her job, and the career. She works very hard for the glory of her Dad. But now there is only 28 hours a year, and she is broke. Every night, at 28pm , her Dad drives her to the local cinema to watch the basketball team. She misses Him. She suppers hard, in the gym, and works out at the local health club. She misses Him. She goes to the cinema several times a week, and often times gets blackout drunk and loses control in her mind, taking pictures and acting out sexual fantasies. She fears Him. She is afraid of Him. She waits . She sucks Him. She makes love to Him. She knows He is different. She loves her body.

She knows she is different. But the same way that she hates a bully, she looses interest in Him when he is angry. She does everything she can to please Him. She hopes that her small actions, her small talk, will please Him. She does whatever He wants. She waits for His approval. Her mouth works better together, she accepts His love, and she purrs. The fire, the smell of her own sex, has taken a bright and shining side. She smiles. Her body relaxes. She wipes the sweat from her brow. She wipes the tears from her eyes. She undoes her long, tight-fitting skirt and turns towards Him. "Thank You, Master." She bows her head. "What am I to you?.