Daily Journal Monday 8 September 2008

Waking up this morning in a sweat matan was so relieved to find he had been having a nightmare. But it seemed so real. New slaves arriving in the Inn meant that he had to vacate his kennel as he was no longer required, he was surplus to requirements and had to make way for his replacement. But before he found out his value (if any) on the second hand slave market he woke up with a start. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, oh how he wishes he could turn back the clock. To be given a second chance to prove that he can obey the Mistress he adores so much. To be able to serve and worship Her again. To again serve the Free in the home that has become his home. He promises he will do better, he can do better, he knows he can. If only he can be given the chance to prove himself.