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The Perfect Serve

Raising her head as she hears her master's voice, her brown eyes lower in respect, aware of her place as a slave, she rocks slightly, pressing against her heels.... farts loudly, "ooooppss, excuse me Master", rises and stands proudly, waving her slender hands behind her, trying to chase away the offensive odor, a smile touching her sensuous lips, hoping Master did not notice.

Crossing the room with light steps, she pads toward the servery, her softly flowing day glow pink silks with red and black flame racing stripes streaming silently behind her. Stumping her big toe on a root, she grabs it and hops in pain on one foot toward the servery, whispering inaudible obscenities under her breath. Obnoxious sounds of tiny cow bells that bind her ankles and wrists,and sounding like a herd of stampeding cattle, accompany her as she arrives in the servery. Rubbing the pain away in her toe, her brown eyes search and finds what she seeks - a beautiful gold goblet, high upon the top shelf, befitting for her Master. She stretches as she reaches for it, revealing beneath the transparent silks, her nakedness.

Knowing his heated gaze is upon her ....her slender fingers reach for
the bowl. Unable to grasp it, she clumsily crawls up on the counter, and, one knee slipping off, she plummets to the floor with a resounding thud.

Crawling back up on the counter, finally reaching and grasping for the intended golden goblet, she knocks off all the other delicate glasses on the shelf, sending them crashing to the floor, shattering into a million pieces. Suddenly losing her grasp on her Master's precious goblet, it too slips from her clumsy hands and goes spiraling to the floor, joining the others. She shrugs, reaches up again, groping blindly, and way at the back of the shelf, groping blindly, her slender fingers find ....a paper cup.

Satisfied that she has found the perfect ...errrmm paper cup...she sets it carefully on the serving tray along side a pot of hot steaming coffee... she glides fluidly ermm ok, she limps with a choppy gait,her hips swaying not so seductively, her heart beating rapidly, her body quivering (from the pain in her toe) rather than in anticipation as she approaches her Master.

Crossing her not so delicate ankles ,(actually they are quite large), she kneels before her Master, head held high, back arched as her really huge heart shaped bottom rests against her heels, causing her to moan in pain from her injured toe. Her not so firm breasts in a silent salute kinda just hang there, aching for his touch, her chin lifts proudly, displaying the spiked dog collar around her delicate neck.

Setting the tray between her shapely spread (well, ok unusually thick) thighs, she pours him a steamy hot coffee. Grasping the paper cup firmly, pulling it to her body, a soft smile of pleasure dances along her lips, as she carefully and slowly moves it along the curves of her body. Feeling the heat from it, she moans in pleasure and pauses for several beats over her heart to show her devotion, but splashes some of the hot liquid out onto her breast, burning her nipple.

The burning sensation on her skin causes her to react, and she propels the cup of hot steaming coffee onto her Masters lap, scalding his manhood profusely. Quickly rising she tries to wipe the coffee off his scalded lap with her silks sending him into a series of shrieking screams of pain.

Reacting from the pain, he kicks his feet, tipping his chair over, sending himself sprawling backwards, his head hitting the floor, knocking him out cold. Biting her lip, she looks nervously, down at him, shrugs... and skips away, waiting for him to regain consciousness so she can show him how much she loves him....all over again.