I let myself in the front door and strip down with my eyes still on the ground. Master has provided yellow panties, yellow bra, black fishnet stocking...s and yellow and black heels that match the yellow dress he has put out for me to wear. I don't ask questions, I know what is expected of me. I go to the spare room and put them on, along with my make up and walk into the living room where Master is waiting for me fully dressed. As I enter the room he yells "Cockslut, get me a beer."I reply "Yes. I pay every penny of capital gains tax and income tax that I'm responsible for. I take no questionable deductions. I'm sure my clients have told you that I'm somewhat of a weirdo in that regard. When they bitch about their capital gains tax I always tell them they should be proud to pay it, that there is not nearly enough distribution of wealth in this country. I tell them I think the tax should be greater than it is, that the rich should be hammered with taxes. Bring on the audits guys, you. Another VERY important fact is that she had a Four***n year old daughter who became a very good friend of mine. She was about 5'2'' and weighed about 135.. so yes she was a bbw. BUT not really in a fat way. she was larger with a larger hour glass figure, having massive double D breasts, a plump ass and a waist/tummy that was very flat and in all made her quite a catch. However she was pretty much a dyke dom lesbian. which was cool because we became friends, and would often joke about her. I had my hair washed then trimmed then washed again, before River startedto put hair extensions into my already growing hair, them my hair washighlighted and set with curlers and I was put under a dryer. Whileunder the dryer a young girl probably my age came over and startedworking on my toe and finger nails, my toes were painted a soft pink withlittle hearts and flowers painted on them followed by several coats ofclear polish with glitter in it. She then worked on my fingers filing.