today was “perfect room” day

Today, Master S instituted a “perfect room” day. That means that whatever room He picks needs to be cleaned in a perfect manner by the time He gets home from work. As my behind still bears witness to the hairbrush from last night, i wasn’t eager to do a less-than-spectacular job on the cleaning.

Today He chose the living room/dining room as the perfect room. <sigh> There’s heavy furniture to move in this space, but i knew there’d better not be lack of effort on my part.

So i handled my business calls in the morning, then set out to complete the task at hand. Walls were scrubbed, light fixtures cleaned, chairs moved, a heavy wooden chest was dragged away from its usual resting spot, the dining room table was hauled off the heavy oriental rug as well (the rug was taken outside and shaken out). Of course, vacuuming and dusting were included. I was a bit concerned when 4:00 arrived.

i still had to make a picture-perfect dinner, get showered and groom myself to be presentable for Master when He walked in the door. As it was, i wasn’t able to work out due to the duties of the day. i would’ve liked to have done so, but will have to face James, my trainer, tomorrow.

Anyway, i fretted most of the day as to where Master might find a stray speck of dust. Nothing escaped my efforts as far as i could tell. The threat of punishment is a motivator for me, though i’d be positively motivated just by Master requesting the task to be done to perfection. A nod of His head and a word of appreciation is always appreciated.

Master walked in the door and i was in the proper greeting position – kneeling, forehead on the floor, arms in front and wrists crossed, fingers straight in a pleasing manner. My knees were spread far enough apart to allow my feet to touch each other at the big toes, arches nicely displayed.

i thought Master would start His inspection immediately upon arrival, but He allowed me to get up and asked if i thought i’d done a good job. Meanwhile, the roast and potatoes were filling the house with a mouth-watering aroma. i told him that i’d worked hard to get it as near perfection as i could. He asked if there were any areas He should inspect…i couldn’t think of any that didn’t get my attention.

He surprised me by saying then that was good enough for Him. i was filled with a sense of relief, not wishing to replay similar sensations as i experienced last night. It took a few minutes for me to relax but we soon settled into just being with each other.

Master S really doesn’t have to worry about my stepping out of line on purpose just to get punished. In fact, it’s a motivator for me to remain on task just so i won’t have to undergo the experience more than necessary. Perhaps that makes His job easier but I know that He wouldn’t mind it if i liked a bit of pain every now and then.

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#1 Mick and Molly on 12.01.09 at 5:56 am

Can you recommend to Mistress a proper greeting position for a male slave? When I get home from work I usually kneel for my ritual worship, which must be good enough to deserve the unlocking of my cage. But that seems pretty pretty simple compared to the position you described.

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