When I woke up, I was sure that I would be punished soon, because of my poor participation on the chess game. I prepared myself and sent a greeting IM to my Mistress. She approached me slowly. I dropped on my knees and kissed her feet according to our greeting ceremony.
She ordered me to clean her foot. I started to lick it. My tongue was running across her shoes. While I was working on her shoes, her friend, the chess player, arrived. Arta stopped me soon and they had a conversation. They mentioned the word 'chess'. I trembled hearing this hated world.
Some minutes later, my Mistress took me to an island, where we were alone. She started to chide me. I answered to her questions with fear. I became more despaired question by question. My Mistress realized the ill state of my mind and asked what my problem was with the chess. I told her everything I felt.
She understood me. She understood my feelings against the chess and she knew that my mind was almost broken. She promised me not to order me to play chess any longer. I was happy and sad at the same time. I was happy as the chess is like a nightmare for me. I was sad because I could not please Arta, again. I knew that she liked to play chess. I understood that she made sacrifices. Self-reproach suffered me. But, she calmed me down saying that she would play chess, just she would not force me to participate on it. I was so thankful. I felt that I had the most caring Mistress. I never can be as good as she is.
After the conversation, she allowed me to go to sleep.
7/21/2008
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