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I was extremely happy when Mistress Lola came back with her friend. It was a really warm summer evening and I had been trying to keep myself cool by standing near the kitchen window. I saw the car gliding across the driveway and I hurried out of the front door to welcome them.
Mistress Lola alighted from the car along with her friend Sammy who I had not met before. The fragrance of their perfume was breathtaking and I almost stumbled over myself as I ran out to assist them. Sammy was unbelievably cute, almost as tall as me, and her hair seemed to reach her hips. She was wearing a sundress which complemented her curves and I was transfixed by the sight of her long, beautiful legs.
Sammy dived back to get something from inside the car and turned back around as I reached her side, eager to help her carry her burden. As she deposited the bag onto my outstretched hands, she looked at me curiously with her brilliant blue eyes, surveying my body with interest. Her eyes swept across my narrow shoulders, down over my skinny legs and then looked away again, obviously unimpressed by my appearance. I watched her climb the few steps onto the porch, unable to avert my eyes from her voluptuous behind and I stood rooted to the spot until I heard Mistress Lola call me from inside the house.
Running inside the house, I saw her seated on the couch, waiting for me. I immediately kept the bag on the nearby table and got onto my knees.
"That's a good boy, go ahead and remove my heels now. I'm tired after walking around the mall all day." said Lola, glancing casually at me.
Delighted to be of use to my mistress, I took her right leg in my hands and unbuckled the clasp on her heel, slowly sliding her foot out of the shoe and daring to smell the most exquisitely perfect feet that I had ever seen on a woman. It smelled heavenly as always. It was a wonder to me as to how she could be out all day in such hot weather and still smell so appealing, even her sweat smelled sweet and fragrant, and I made sure to make the process of removing her heels as long as possible.
Just as I had unbuckled her left heel however, she lifted her legs away from me and rested them on Sammy's lap, who had just sat down next to her after looking around the living room for a few minutes.
"Get us a drink, and make sure you bring plenty of ice. Hurry up, boy!" ordered Lola in a firm but kind voice, sighing with pleasure as she sank onto the cushions.
"Yes Mistress." I replied, before rushing off to the bar at the end of the living room where I quickly made two Pina coladas and returned with a bowl full of ice cubes.
After serving the tray to the two gorgeous women, I stood by their side while they busied themselves with adding ice cubes and chatting to each other, sipping leisurely on their drinks.
Finally, after I had been standing for about a quarter of an hour, Mistress Lola spoke to me, turning around slightly and looking right into my eyes.
"Have you done all that I asked you to do, boy?" she inquired, expecting nothing less than an affirmative answer.
"Yes Mistress, I mowed the lawn, trimmed the hedges and raked all the leaves." I answered proudly. "I also vacuumed the entire living room as well as the kitchen and finished only a while ago" I ended, with a hopeful glance at her, expecting some form of appreciation of how well I had done.
To my surprise, her friend Sammy snorted scornfully, laughing and giving me a look of contempt which made me look down immediately at my feet, slightly crestfallen at how her first impression of me seemed to be one of disdain.
"Hmm, that's good then." replied Lola, before adding, "That's all you're good for anyway" to which her friend laughed again, looking at me with an expression of smug superiority.
"Yes Mistress", I answered meekly, still looking down at my feet, disappointed at how unimpressed she seemed about how I had performed the chores that she had given me that morning.
"What are you waiting for, boy?" inquired Lola sharply. "Take these glasses away and bring me a cigarette." she ordered briskly.
I hastily carried the tray laden with the glasses and bowl back to the bar and left them on the counter before returning with a pack of Marlboro Reds and a lighter.
I offered her a cigarette and lit it for her before turning away but was stopped immediately by a sharp "Here!" from Sammy who was now staring at me incredulously, her eyes boring into mine.
"Did you just think of going back without serving my friend, Mistress Sammy to you, a cigarette?" demanded Lola from me and I instantly knew I had fucked up.
"No Mistress, Sorry Mistress, I-I wasn't sure if-if Mistress Sammy sm-smoked too." I mumbled quietly.
"Of course I do, you idiot! Give me the fucking pack" snapped Sammy at me, her beautiful features contorted with anger.
I moved towards her obediently and bent down but instead of taking the pack of cigarettes from me, she grabbed me by the hair and forced me down onto my knees.
"Don't you know to kneel before you approach someone like me?" Sammy asked me in a cold voice.
"Do you know who I am, slave? Do you know who I am, compared to a worthless oaf like you?" demanded Sammy from me.
I was now feeling quite horrified and disgusted at myself for how stupidly I was behaving. I had been sure that I would be of great use to Mistress Lola and her friend that evening but things were starting to look bad already.
"Is this how you train your slaves Lola?" asked Sammy. "I'm sure you are too soft with them aren't you? It's either that or this one here is a fucking clown."
