My internship ended today. Slaveboss is now “Slave 8” since he’s no longer my boss. My how my stables are growing! He’s my biggest catch yet. He expected a mercy cum today, and he actually cried when I didn’t allow it. How pathetic! I wiped the tears off his cheek with my finger and sucked it like it was a cock. The expression on his face was priceless!
I’ve purposely left him dangling about his future with me when I go back to school. So today he was frantic, begging shamelessly and promising to “do anything” to remain in my life. It was just TOO easy to “negotiate” an agreement.
Slave 8 agreed to pay all my school expenses this year plus his normal tribute. I will allow him to call me once a week, during which I MIGHT release the cyberlock on his cock and I MIGHT allow him to touch himself as I direct. I won’t let him cum of course, but I didn’t tell him that. I will allow him three weekend visits per semester to serve me and worship me and pamper me with expensive gifts.
I let him kiss my feet a little and lick me to an orgasm - just a little taste to remember me by. When I patted him on the head and called him a “good slave” on my way out of his office, he spurted in his pants. I couldn’t help but laugh at him.
Now, with Slave 8 conquered and stabled, it’s time to turn my attention to my other slaves. The poor dears have been ignored and denied all summer, so they’ll be desperately horny and eager to serve me again. I think they’ll make for some very interesting entries in my Domme Diary! Signing off until then.
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