Oh the pain was ecstatic, my body is electric with sensations.
Zoe caused me such pleasure that I never expected she could. I must never lose this slave no matter what it takes to keep her.

I lay on the bed with Zoe’s head nestled on my stomach. I stroke her hair and think dirty thoughts. We MUST fuck!
Then the doorbell rings. Who the hell is that!?
Zoe explains that she ordered a pizza. I am tempted to tell her to ignore it, maybe they’ll go away. No, I can’t do that. I order her to go to the shoebox and take out money. “Be sure to tip him $10 and you must remain naked” I instruct her.
She returns to the bed a few minutes later with the food. I ask her if the delivery boy enjoyed his extra special tip. “It was a delivery girl” Zoe tells me “and she smiled at me!” Well Zoe is certainly becoming confident in herself.

God I really hate pizza but Zoe is happy about ordering dinner so I eat a few bites. I really don’t want to take another bite but I am feeling playful. When Zoe takes her next bite I reach over and shove her hand into her face. Her face is covered with tomato sauce and all the toppings.
She looks startled but that doesn’t last long. She quickly grabs another piece of pizza and rubs it all over my breasts. FOOD FIGHT!
Eventually we stop playing when we are both covered in pizza parts and my silk sheets are stained beyond repair. Oh it is so much fun licking the pizza off of each other. Maybe I enjoy pizza after all.

Once we both exhaust each other with our tongues we take a hot bubble bath. I know we will never get clean in the bathtub as we bring each other to several orgasms.
STOP! I command. My body can not take any more. I instruct Zoe to take a shower BY HERSELF. I want to join her but I know what will happen if I do.

It is late Sunday night when we finally are both clean and cuddling on the divan.
I have so much work to do! I brought several reports home with me from the office. If I tell Zoe to leave now I can probably finish reading them by two in the morning.
“Go” I tell her “I have work I must complete.”
She has a hurt look on her face. Did she think she could stay forever? She is my slave and I expect her to do as I command.
The thought crosses my mind, perhaps Zoe should move in with me. It would be nice to have a slave to come home to after the typical day at work. It would be so nice to have someone rub my feet at the end of the day and relieve my stress.
This is a thought for later. I need to test her a few more times before I command her to move in with me.

Be back nest Saturday at ten I remind her as she gets dressed.

On Monday I take the silk sheets to the cleaners. I tell the man behind the counter why there are red stains all over the sheets.
I doubt he believes the reason I give him for the stains. He tells me he will do his best to remove them.
I imagine he is sniffing the stains after I leave to see if he can smell the special scents of a woman. Won’t he be disappointed when all he smells is tomato sauce.