5th Day: Outside Duties
I think I'm getting better every day!
This morning I woke up early, in a very good mood. I got dressed and rushed downstairs to make breakfast for my mistress and then to her bathroom to prepare everything for her. I think I caught myself whistling as I was doing my chores. Not to loud though, in case I woke her up. I almost felt proud on being so efficient. I even switched the phone line to the living room set. My only objective was to keep Madame pleased and peaceful.
Then the phone rang. It was Miss Angela, one of the ladies I met in Madame's get well party. She wanted to speak with Madame. I was a bit hesitant, since she was still asleep, but Miss Angela insisted on waking her up. I went to her room. I knocked at the door.
-Yes?
- I' so sorry to disturb your peace Madame, but Miss Angela wants you on the phone.
- OK, I'll pick it up.
I rushed downstairs to switch the line and waited, feeling very anxious. Was there something wrong? Why would Miss Angela insist on talking to Madame, so early in the morning?
The bedroom bell disturbed my thoughts. I ran to the kitchen, took the breakfast dish, and rushed upstairs. In no time I was knocking on Madame's door.
- You may enter! she said.
- Good morning Madame!
I replied and entered her room, carefully placing the dish on her lap and keeping my eyes low. I then knelt by the bed waiting for orders. She didn't say a word while eating her breakfast. When she finished, she put the dish aside and sat up on the bed. Before her bare feet touched the floor, my hands were ready to support them. I bowed down and started kissing her divine toes.
- Your Wish is my Command Madame! I humbly said.
She let me worship her for a longer time than usual, as if she was actually trying to prove to herself what was obvious; I was her humble slave, and she was my superior mistress. My kisses were soft and warm. Most important they were sincere. My only intention was to make her realize that I perfectly understood my position at her feet. Finally she said.
- I might have to change plans for today. Angela told me that it's her day off, and asked if she could borrow you for the rest of the day. I remember her saying something about it during the party, but could never think she was actually meaning it. I tried to refuse but she was so insistent, I had to accept. I have to do without your valuable services for the rest of the day.
So here are my orders for today:
You are to report to her apartment, where you will stay all day, serving my friend Angela. Obey her as if it was me. I'll drive you to her house myself, and come and peek you up late in the evening. And take the nail care set with you. I have built a good reputation about your pedicure skills and she wants to have a go. I won't take a bath now. The sooner you go there, the sooner I'll have you back. Help me dress now, slave!
- Your wish is my Command, Madame! I said, placing a last kiss on her feet.
I helped her dressed and put on her shoes. I could understand she was annoyed by the situation. If I could do something to make her feel better! When she was properly dressed, I kissed the tips of her shoes.
- May I say that Madame should not worry. I'll do my best to be trustworthy to her demands. And I always think of her, during my service to Miss Angela.
- That sounds reassuring, she said. Remember, you are MY slave, and I'm your one and only mistress. You obey my friend just because I tell you to do so. Is this understood?
- Absolutely Madame, I replied.
- Then let's go, she said and went downstairs.
I took the nail care set from her bathroom and ran outside. She was already in her car. She drove nervously, not saying a word. I had a chance to look around the shapely country side. It was some days since I was out. It was strange but life was totally normal in the outside world. I was beginning to think I was living in a dream. Maybe I wake up to find myself in my lonely apartment, getting ready to go for work...
Now traffic was heavier. We were reaching the city limits. No, I'm not sleeping, I said to myself. Everything is real. I was beginning to feel anxious about what was going to happen today. I only hoped that my mistress would be pleased.
- That's it, we're here. You see this block on the right? that's here she lives. She's on the penthouse. You get off here. By the way, don't get any crazy ideas about leaving, or talking to anyone else! And don't you dare calling her Madame. I'm your only Madame!
- No, Madame can be sure of that, I said, feeling a bit disappointed that she still didn't fully trust me as her obedient slave. May I wish you a pleasant day, Madame!
- I'll pick you up in the evening. Behave slave! Don't disappoint me.
She quickly drove away. She didn't even bother to say a word to her friend. She's really upset, I thought.
I rang Miss Angela's bell. Her voice came from the speaker.
-Who is it?
- It's ....me, I said. Madame Natasha sent me
- Come on up!
The door opened. I took the lift and in a couple of minutes I was ringing her apartment door, holding the manicure set. It could be an ordinary day for somebody else, I thought. Maybe a pedicurist visiting one of his customers for treatment. Not for me though. I was going to enter her apartment, not knowing what was going to follow. Madame's last words came to my mind: "Don't disappoint me". The door opened.
Miss Angela showed me in. She was wearing a night gown, still eating a slice of toasted bread. She sat on a leather couch. I followed her and stood besides.
- I presume that my friend doesn't prepare breakfast like poor me, she said with a spot of jealousy in her voice.
- It's a great honor to serve Madame Natasha, Miss Angela. My only purpose is to obey her. It was her wish to come here and serve you.
- Don't you have a name?
- Madame addresses me as slave, I answered confidently.
- OK slave, show me what you can do.
- I'm sorry Miss Angela, but a slave is to obey orders. If you could tell me what you wish?
- Then I wish that you jump out of the window, you stupid. Will you do it for me?
- If this is your command, I have to obey. But don't you think that your friend would be very disappointed when she realizes that you "broke" something belonging to her? Something that you borrowed for a couple of hours...
- You're playing smart with me, and I don't like it, she said.
I immediately knelt to the floor.