Mystress Wyfe
By Subbie Subby
Goodness gracious thought i to myself as i gave the upstairs rear bathroom its third scrubbing of he week, i’m so lucky to have such a sagacious Mystress Wyfe.
My li’l mind had gone back to Her edict on rutabagas this morning. When she told me i was eating too many rutabagas i actually made face, i even almost opened my mouth without permission! Mystress Wyfe could tell. But She condescended to permit my morning three-minute imaginary orgasm anyway.
Then She ordered me to iron her socks.
But She was right. Li’l me should eat less rutabagas and more peas. Peas are a green vegetable and everybody knows those are good for you. Good thing her judgment rules in all things.
And i need to be on my best behavior to make sure i earn the real orgasm she’s promised me for next February 30th!
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June 13th, 2008 at 6:03 am
As far as eating and ANYTHING related to health, Mrs. Mule rules. Mrs. Mule is a nurse. She decides which doctors I go to. She picks out out pharmacy, and she decides what we eat. I follow her advice to the letter. When it comes to anything to do with my health and well being, she is the master, I am the student. She is in total control.
This is one area where it makes ultimate sense to have the female half of our team lead.