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JULIA
I was vaguely aware of Master getting up, but not so aware I realized what his getting up meant. I was back asleep before I realized he was gone. I woke up around nine, remembered he'd had to go to work this morning to deal with the Watkins, knowing I'd lost the chance for the silk dress. Since I was naked most of the time anyway, the leather harness wouldn't particularly bother me. Master would never take me out of the house in it, so I slipped back to sleep, glad I could finally get some real rest.
Getting up around eleven, I fixed myself a hearty breakfast, still hungry despite the steaks last night. Cleaning up afterward, I had time to read, but my usual literary fare had less appeal. I was living the fantasy, and reading about some fictional girls travails as a sex slave didn't float my boat the way it usually did. I imagined it might again after my own slavery was over. Instead, I caught up on some magazines I'd let slide. It was odd not having sex all the time. I found my fingers kept drifting down to my pussy, realizing I couldn't cum, and pulling them away before I could satisfy myself.
At two, there was knocking on the back door. Usually, only our friends used the back door; most other people going to the front. Still, I peaked out the window, hoping it wasn't a repairman or worse, knowing I was naked as a jaybird. It was only Lisa and I let her in with a sigh of relief.
"Sorry for the nudity, but Master left early this morning and I didn't earn any clothing by sucking his cock. He had to go to work today. I can't do anything about it until he comes back. What can I do for you?"
"I came over to find out if you needed any help getting ready for the poker game tonight?"
Poker! Oh, no! Shit!
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