delivery

A guy in a delivery company clothes backs up at first, and then snickers. You see a lot of various boxes in front of your door.

"These are for you. Just sign on the dotted line." He laughs. "It's spelled S-L-A-V-E."

"hahaha, very funny", you say as you hand him the form over.

"Sure it is." he grabs a phone with a camera and makes you a couple of shots.

"HEY! Stop it!"
"Complain to your mistress, bitch!", he laughs as he drives away.

the neighbors are probably staring, as you haul the boxes inside the house.
When you're done, you go upstairs to find your mistress watching TV.
"Erm, Mistress, your fetish gear is..."

"SHUT UP you shitbag! Can't you fucking see Jerry Springer is on? Bring me beer and chips, pronto!", she snaps her fingers.
Great, at least she won't force you to actually watch it. You serve her a sixpack of beer.

"Fuck, this show's awesome." she takes a swig of beer, and continues to stare at the TV set. You slowly back away...
"STAY. I want to talk to you when the show ends"

You stay.
"Good puppy.", she cackles, and continues to watch Springer.

Later on, she gets up, a little bit drunk.
"Fuck, bitch, your DVD collection sucks monkey balls. So is a lot of your stuff." She goes through your films, explaining why each particular one is crap, throwing the box against the wall.

"Do you have a job, slave?"
"Yes Mistress. I am..."

"Not INTERESTED!" She slaps you. "Just tell mama how much cash you bring home."

You tell her, and she is surprised.
"That is a lot for a wimp bitch like you. Kinda enough for me. And if that won't be enough, we can always sell you out." She tickles your chin. "Would you like that, my little ho?"
You nod.

"C'mon, slave, we have some presents to unpack."
You go down, and Morgan seems really excited at the prospect of a session with a set of toys.

First thing she does is to pull out a Dominatrix latex suit.
"Custom fucking made. With studs and kinky holes." she looks at you with disdain.

"Hey, bitch. If I am supposed to be your fucking sex doll, why don't you dress me up?..." she notices your arousal. "Just touch inside of my cunt or crack, and you are dead, and I mean it, understood?"