My journey

Miss Fiona texted me to pick her up from work last night and her slave drove her home. She had me fetch a drink and kneel at her feet. In between sips of her drink she slapped her slaves face. She finds it washes away her stress to slap me. After a little over an hour of this, Miss Fiona had me thank her for being allowed to serve as her stress relief object while kissing her shoe. She pushed my head away with her other shoe and dismissed me. On the way home I felt humiliated but lucky to serve her at the same time

Served Miss Fiona last night. A few chores and then knelt to pour her wine and rub her feet. 

New to this site but have had several years of experience serving. Not sure what to expect from this site yet as I poke around.