Walking into the play room, I see her looking pitiful She looks at me with several of my doves in her human size bird cage they have pooped on her large breasts. There is a concentrated look on her face. I had to laugh at this pitiful sight. She had been crying all morning not from the beating that I gave her for burning my eggs, but because she threw out an old box that held my niece’s 9th birthday present. Fortunately, I bought two large stuffed Panda bears. The one thing that my slave hates is when I take my glasses down and give her that very disappointed father stare.
“ I know what you did was an accident.” I walked up to the birdcage. She is still not looking at me. Her embarrassment normally is punishment enough, this time, we had several friends of ours over from the night before and I had to do something as to not look bad in front of them.
“ Do you have anything to say before I let you out?”
“ I do not know why you want me after I smell like Bird.”
“ Because I love you. “ I open up the birdcage as I let her out, the birds all fly out and return to the safety of their private bird perches through out the playroom. As She gets out of the cage, I hug her tightly