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Del 4: Thursday
| I am a lot happier today. I spoke to him last night and he reassured me. When the time is right. How can I make the time right? Today he is off work, I couldn't be happier. He is resting in bed and I am in the kitchen. Only covered by an apron. Cooking up some breakfast. I make scrambled eggs, Jamie Oliver style. Fry some bacon. Make pancakes, Japanese style. And a tangy fruit salad, Gordon Ramsay style. Minus the peanuts. And some yummy peach lemonade, my way. I set the table and as I am finishing the last touches he comes in. "What smells so good?" "Breakfast!" I say very excited in an high pitch voice. He stretches as he yawns. Why must I like looking at him. I smile as a pull out a chair for him. "Sit please." He sits down and I watch him with a huge grin. "What's got you so happy this morning?" "Nothing..." I say with a suspicious voice. I quickly change the matter before he grills me. "What may I serve you my good sire?` I say with a silly voice, bowing as I do. He places his order and I serve. He tells me to sit and eat and we enjoy a conversation. We talk, we laugh. He bosses me around. As I get ready to leave he tells me I have to eat more than a small bowl of fruit. I get to sit on his lap and he feeds me. I feel very happy and blooming. I clean up and he tells me to keep the apron, it's the only thing I am allowed to wear today. Giggling I nod and go to snuggle, resting our tummies. He pets my head. I yawn feeling myself get sleepy in his arms. I doze off for a while and when I come to, he is still holding me. I smile and snuggle myself tighter holding his arm around me. "Hello, kitty." He says looking down at me. I Smile like a baby. "Hi" "Now tell me what you are plotting." Oh no! He hasn't let it go. I shake my head sinking down. Covering myself with his arm. "Tomorrow." I whisper. "Maybe I should tickle it out of you." I peak my head up and look at him. I shake my head as a no. My eyes widen. I am way too ticklish and I drank too much even if he told me not to at breakfast. I need the bathroom and if he tickles me, I will pee myself. I try to excuse myself so I can go to the little ladies room but he orders me to stay put. "Yes, I think I will tickle you. That might teach you to listen and do as you're told." My lips form a straight line and I stare at him. "Am I being punished for hesitating and not obeying at breakfast?" He nods and I try to argue. But fail. He begins to tickles me and I can't hold my laughs. His tickles intensifies and my apron glides to the side, my breast falling outside one end. Swaying around as I squirm beneath his hold. I try to get away but he is stronger than me and I can feel my need to pee get harder. "Stop it! Stop it! I am going to to pee myself!" I plea as I laugh. He tickles my sides, blows on my neck and I laugh uncontrollably. "Please!" I yell in the midst of my laughs. But he doesn't stop. He continues as his fingers tickle me. Clenching hard as I resist the urge to pee. Every inch of my body tenses up. Closing my eyes I try to fight it. Holding my breath I try not to laugh. Until all that escapes my lips are. "NOOO!" I yell feeling mortified, he continues for a while and I lay covering my face. He stops and looks at me, but I am hiding behind my hands. I can't believe that just happened. I am beyond mortified and can't look at him. Even though I sense him smiling. |
Fortsättning:
Del 1 (18 sep 2020)Del 2: Tuesday (18 sep 2020)
Del 3: Wednesday (18 sep 2020)
Del 4: Thursday (18 sep 2020)
Del 5: Friday (18 sep 2020)
Del 6: Saturday (18 sep 2020)
Del 7: Sunday (18 sep 2020)
Tillagd 18 sep 2020 Noveller
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