The next morning rolled around. Sauurman had worked through the night and had finished at 6:30 AM. He looked at the clock and groaned in despair. It was only an hour before he normally had to get up. It would be stupid to even bother trying to fall asleep. Instead he decided to take an extremely long and hot bath. He wanted to soak his weary arms, wrists and fingers. The last thing he did before getting into the bath was e-mail his Goddess that everything was complete.
The water felt glorious and he had to be careful not to fall asleep in the tub.
Work was going to suck. He hated dealing with rude customers and with hardly any sleep it was going to be even worse...
And Sauurman was right. Work was TERRIBLE. He had a huge headache all day and all he wanted to do was get some shut eye. But finally the day was over and he turned on his computer and looked through the e-mail. He fondly fantasied that his Goddess would be very pleased with him.
It was not to be.
The e-mail was terse.
"You pathetic shit face. In one of the stories you failed to capitalize Goddess. Why do I even put up with you. Tonight you will be serving me all night KNEELING before your keyboard. Chairs are too good for worthless toilets like you."
Sauurman felt despair knife into his heart. He had worked so hard... and it was never enough. Tears actually threatened to well in his eyes but he forced them away. He wearily got onto his knees and began reviewing what his Goddess wanted him to do that evening...
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