I started to walk. The air was damp and cold. The street lamps overhead gave a soft, diffused light over the sidewalk and street, throwing doorways an...d empty store windows into various shades of black and grey murkiness.I dug my hands deeper into my jacket and felt sorry that I had decided to wear my thinnest silk dress for that night out. The evening cold began to nip at my exposed thighs and I picked up the pace as I made my way down the empty street.I was just three blocks from home when I. I couldn't figure out why I wasn't beingdressed for the contest. I had no idea what was going on. I did noticethat mom had my diaper bag with her, but why wasn't I dressed for thecontest?We had a great breakfast at a restaurant that's across from the mallparking lot, called "IHOP." After breakfast we walked over to the malland right over to aunt Lori's shop. The shops in the mall were stillclosed, as it was just going on 9-am. The mall opens at 10, but you canwalk around window-shopping from. “It would appear you have some cleaning to do slave, now get in here the door’s open” I say laughing to myself.I turn my back to the door and walk away back in to the bedroom as I hear the door open I know my slave is looking a bit shameful now haha he didn’t even think to try the door but then again even if he had I would of punished him for just walking in on his mistress.Laying myself down on the bed I spread my legs to make sure that when my slave comes in he will get a view he’ll remember. I told her that I need help in applying oil on my back. She hesitantly agreed and started applying oil. I started chatting with her and asked for money.She started giving me stories of how she is not left with any free money to pay me back. I told her that I can show her a way. She can massage me and for which I usually pay others two thousand which I can give to her and she can use that to repay me. She was afraid of my intentions and told me that “bhaiya I will pay your money” but I can not.