Janice POV
Waking up to the sound of ocean waves… made me remember I was actually in a beach house, far away from my house. I also did realize that I am currently sleeping on something soft and nice. I know for a fact that the floor I do sleep on isn’t in anyway soft and nice. It’s the opposite, hard and unpleasant.
I opened my eyes slowly, so I could solve this mystery… the mystery only became bigger. I’m sleeping on a freaking bed. How is this even possible?
I got up from the bed with full force, using all the morning energy I have in me.
Standing in the room, I stared at the wooden floor then back at the bed repeatedly, trying to get answers on how I ended up on the bed.. instead of sleeping on the wooden floor.
Did I sleep walk? Probably while deep in sleep, the floor got so really uncomfortable and since I was in some kind of pain… I sleep walked to the bed. That’s a good explanation right?
Nah, that is a terrible explanation Janice. You and I, very well know that you have never sleep walked, it has never ever happened….. my subconsciousness said.
I knew it, it’s a terrible explanation. I Janice have never sleep walked before, so why would it start now. Beside, I wasn’t even drunk last night, I’m pretty sure I didn’t drink along with the teenagers.
Okay, I’m going to stop worrying about how I got on the bed and go look for master. Talking about master, where is he?
“Why are you out of bed slave?” I turned around a little bit shocked to hear master’s voice.
“Good morning master.” I greeted, my head bowed low.
“Good morning slave, but I believe that doesn’t really answer the question I asked you. Or does it?”
I gulped, “No sir, I woke up and then well… I was shocked to wake up sleeping on the bed, since I didn’t really sleep on the bed last night. I don’t… well… remember getting on the bed or sleeping on it.” My voice came out low, my eyes remained staring at the floor.
“I took you to the bed.” He said simply, not blinking. Did he just said what I think I heard.
“Wha… wha… what?” I stuttered, not sure I heard my master right. He has clearly told me over and over again, that the floor is where I belong and so I should never sleep on the bed, unless of course… he says so. It’s different if he had given me the permission to go sleep on the bed, than carrying me over to the bed his self.
“And now that you know that, I expect you to go back to bed. While I serve you breakfast.” He winked at me, left the room and came back with a tray. On it, is breakfast.
He frowned seeing I was still standing rooted to the ground, at the same spot he left me. He can’t really blame me, all this is to weird. He is acting weird!
“I thought I asked you to go lay on the bed, pet?” He questions, his frown deepening.
“Yes, you did sir.” I swallowed.
“So… what are you waiting for. Go the bed and sit, so you have breakfast.” He snapped.
In the spirit of not wanting to get master angry, I rushed to the bed and sat on it. Master served me breakfast and asked me to eat, m. This is the second time my master is serving me breakfast in bed. The first time was because my buttocks was literally on fire.
Is master serving me breakfast because of what happened yesterday?, does he think my vagina is injured and I won’t be able to perform my duties as his pet.
“What are you doing not eating?” I raised my head only to see master’s eyes piercing through me. If it’s possible for a person’s gaze to cut through someone’s skin, my skin would have been cut into a lot of layers.
“Nothing sir, I will eat.” I replied taking a slice of toast bread. I took a bite out of the toast bread and chew.
Is master still angry at me for yesterday, is he probably just making me feel relaxed and then dish out more punishment later. Oh My God, what if that’s the case! I wasn’t careful with the way I was chewing on the toast bread, so I started coughing really loud.
“Here, drink some juice.” Master offered me a glass of juice, I took the juice and drank it.
The cough subsided, and I immediately went down on my knees… “Why are you on your kneels pet?” He asked looking down at me.
If I am able to beg master really well, he is going to forgive me and not want to punish me any more. I held onto my masters leg, placing my head on his feets.
“I know I did a really wrong thing by almost giving those teenage boys blowjobs. But I promise it would never happen, ever again master. Please don’t punish me anymore.” I pleaded, hoping my master will indeed forgive me and not punish me anymore.
“What are you doing pet, get up. I’m not going to punish you.”
Is that really my master speaking? Did he just say he won’t be punishing me? Oh my God. Yayyyy.
“You’re not going to punish me?…” I asked raising my head up, still in doubt.
“Yes pet. There will be no punishment today. Sit and eat.” He patted the bed, signaling for me to sit back down.
I swallowed, sitting down on the bed. “Uhm, does this mean you have… well…. forgiving me master?”
“If there should be any forgiving, I should be the one asking for it. So I am asking you pet, to forgive me your master for what I did last night.”
I blinked repeatedly, shocked at the words that just came out of my master’s mouth. He just apologized to me!
“And to apologize properly, there’s going to be a redo of last night.” He smirked at me, taking the tray from the bed and placing it down on a side stool. Then he draws closer to me and did the most unexpected thing ever. He!…. Kissed!…. Me!!! My master kissed me!.