I started my whore duties a little later today. First, I barged into Master Li's breakfast. Very rude, but it was urgent.

I complained loudly about Petra's awful treatment and made it clear that it was just way too harsh.

After his initial surprise, Master Li appeared open-minded and interested. He wanted to know everything, which is why a matter of a few minutes turned into almost an hour. Above all, I angrily made it clear that I had been promised a grace period, a gradual introduction to the matter.

Master Li promised to talk to Petra at dinner today.

 

But that wasn't my dismissal; he called me back when I was about to leave. I was way too late anyway, not dressed and prepared yet, what else?

Since I'm already here—which I really shouldn't—I should at least crawl under the table and do my job, like I usually do at every dinner. Then my presence would have a legitimate reason, and he could generously overlook the interruption to dinner.

So, while I was dutifully sucking his cock, his choice of words came to mind.

Master Li wants to have a chat with Petra about me at dinner? While I'm kneeling under the table and sucking his cock?

Did he just say there was no reason for my presence?

And yes, he certainly acknowledged that I'm not on duty, but here...and I shouldn't be here.

 

My shift today was very short, only two hours. Afterwards, Mistress Petra handed me an envelope and sent me to my room to read it in peace.

Master Li was very detailed in his letter. I must admit, he took a lot of time with this letter.

It contained, among other things, the following:

My grace period is certainly valid. First offenses will be generously overlooked. Consequently, this time, numerous breaches of all etiquette will be overlooked. He will also overlook the breach of the complaint. A slave may not complain. At best, she may present her concerns in the form of a statement.

I didn't know about the complaint. I only know that I'm better off keeping my mouth shut during a session. I was well aware that the situation at breakfast wasn't particularly popular. But I thought my request was understood as urgent. And indeed, he had acknowledged the urgency.

But the reaction wasn't what I had hoped for. At least it was a huge relief that I wouldn't be punished. Then I turned the page and read on.

Summons for PREVENTIVE punishment???

At 4 p.m., two hours before dinner. He hopes we'll be finished by 6 p.m. If not, it's my fault!

Then...

I was told here in this letter that the rules of the grace period have been fulfilled. If we aren't seated for dinner by 6 p.m., I will be punished.

For dinner, duty as usual.

Lessons with Mistress Petra are suspended for today because I'm being taught by the Master today in the form of preventive punishment.

P.S.

And tomorrow morning, when the sun is shining, the day will look much brighter. After the preventative punishment, Mistress Petra's generous attention will seem like a child's birthday party.

Yeeeees...his humor is unbeatable! I'm just on the wrong side of humor.

Yes, I admit it...when I read the second page, I peed in shock. I've already seen what that looks like twice with Petra.

Then I paced nervously up and down the room until the saving thought came to me.

He's just messing with me! Like he always does. It certainly won't be nice today, but he won't treat me the way he did with Maso-Petra.

So I'm rather curious to see what's coming and hope I'm right?