Faster, .

"Hey Sweet-Pea, Wake up." That's the first thing 22 year old Josily said to her ****. "We're going to school today." It was indeed Adam's first day back inside school, whereas they taught him how to be a good boy. Mistress thinks it's fine, but in reality, the scale of cruelty there is unrealistic, in attempts to break anyone who enters the place.

Adam got dressed quickly, and hummed a small song, the one from his childhood -- the only thing he could remember that wasn't his Mistress.

Silence followed, as he followed the list that has been scared deep into his mind.

"Today is Thursday. Tea today. Not coffee." The **** muttered to himself, as he made the small platter, consisting of a small glass of milk, his Mistress's phone that had buzzed all night, and a few other accommodations that would spruce up her morning. He walked by the waiting room, and then knocked on the door to the living room, placing down the platter.

"Thank you sweetheart." He quietly sat down for praise, of which he received in the form of a small crumpet, and a few strokes of his hair.

"Today is your special day. What is today, Adam?"

"Today I am going to school to learn to become a better slut for Maa...." He trailed off, knowing he had said the wrong words. "A better **** for Mistress."

"What did you say before that...?" Adam didn't want to lie, but he didn't want to say the truth, so he just paired up the lie and the truth together, thinking it would be better than what he originally said.

"a better **** for Ma-- Nk!" Somehow, Josily knew that the previous statement was a lie. Adam obviously didnt expect it.

"I-I'm sorry, Mistress... I-It was just the way I was broken..." Josily smiled to his response.

"It's quite fine, pretty-boy. Just remember to tell the truth at school. Maybe..." Josily quickly squeezes her slaves gonads, which made him once again let out a surprised squeal.