Monique woke up slowly, yawned and smiled in excitement, even if for the first time in very long she didn't wake up with that refreshing feeling on her warm feet, and even if she had to get up and move instead of receiving breakfast in bed as usual. Today was Monique's first day in college.
"Aren't you a lazy one?" Her roommate Joan grinned. She was already up, already took a shower and was finishing to put on her outfit. She was a couple of inches smaller than Monique, a thin and athletic woman that carried herself with a level of grace and class that Monique admired and envied from the moment they first met.
"Did you already have breakfast?" Monique asked, a bit surprised not everyone shared her morning routine in a world with male slaves.
"Not yet! But I like starting the day with a nice refreshing shower. Should I wait for you?" Joan asked with an amused smile and Monique returned it before quickly getting out of bed and reminiscing about what her life used to be like while changing her clothes.
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When she was living at home with her family, Monique used to wake up always with a smile, with her older brother softly licking her feet until she was awake. No matter how bad the day ended before, she always giggled finding joy in giving his head a small kick, the sign to stop her personal alarm and to make her brother go and fetch her breakfast in bed which she enjoyed with a foot rub. After that, she could just go and prep herself without a care in the world, knowing her brother would be in charge of cleaning everything after her because it was his role on the house.
She might have not been born with the same level of wealth as her current roommate, but thanks to the way her mother ran the house both males knew their places and were always if not eager, at least compliant enough to follow her orders at any time. Whether it was pampering her while she watched TV or did her homework, keeping her room and clothes in pristine state or even having her brother work part time in order to have some extra spending money for herself, bossing the inferior males around at home was what the lifestyle she was used to since she remembered.
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She didn't know nor did she care how her mother achieved this until recently, when it was time to leave the nest and start and independent life in college. Monique still had the last conversation with her mother fresh in her mind, where she revealed to her that not all men were as docile and obedient like those in her family and how now as an adult woman she would learn in college how to identify the qualities of a good man and how to mold a man so he could serve his purpose and hopefully be as good as Monique's father was to her, to start a family. The prospect of rebellious men that didn't immediately serve her surprised and scared her a bit, but also greatly excited her. She couldn't wait for classes to start and to learn what being a dominant woman actually entailed in this world.
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