Saharah Eve - Homecoming Disappointments
When I travel, it’s a well known commandment of Mine that I must always come home to a clean house, where My slave has not only made things comforting and relaxing for Me, but also zealously provided tributes of how much he missed Me in the forms of flowers, chocolates, and perhaps a gift (if I allowed him to spend money at all). Long story short, nothing was prepared for My arrival home. There were no flowers, no tributes to Me, and the house was somewhat in shambles. So, needless to say, I was not amused after such a long flight. A harsh punishment was the inevitable remedy. Instead of the pet on the head he’d usually get, it was several swift kicks to the balls and a flurry of angry slaps. And then round two: a harsh belting.