The rest of the day felt so sad for me, Why was I sad? Because my master didn't like the blowjob I gave to him earlier.
I want to stop thinking about the scene, I want to stop thinking about the fact that he didn't even at least rate me 2 out of ten. Maybe a *good job, slave* would have been enough.
I folded my leg up to my chest, pouting so hard. Ugh, why do I feel this way.
"Don't tell me someone isn't happy because she couldn't make her master happy." Ethan said standing in the door way.
"No! That's not it!." I denied bluntly, shaking my head vigorously in denial.
"No, no... slave, You shouldn't raise your voice at your master. But because I know you are at total denial due to the feelings you are having right now, I will let it pass."
I stared at him blankly,
