Ouch – it would also kill my knees after a while, I thought.
“Good. OK, that’s better,” Laura said after inspecting my posture carefully. “If you start to slouch I won’t be happy, understand?”
“Yes Mistress!” I said quickly.
“Right then. Let’s hear the results of your efforts. What’s your mantra?” Laura said, with a touch of sarcasm.
“If you please Mistress,” I said quietly, “it’s this:
I obey my Mistress.
I love my Mistress.
She is my Goddess, and the one I worship.”
I paused and looked at Laura. An expression of surprised delight lit up her face.
“Did you really just make that up, when you went for a walk?” she asked.
“Yes Mistress. I’m sorry it took me so long but I was trying to get it right for you,” I answered honestly. I thought it was best not to mention Libby.
“Say it a
