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The brush the fur carpet made with my soles was comforting. The best feeling that was. Yes, the best feeling I had ever had.

Even though it'd been weeks since I got here and weeks since I began getting this orgasmic contact from the carpet, I still got this fresh excitement. Like it was the first I experienced this.

With short steps, I reached my closet and pulled out a bathrobe. Not an ordinary bathrobe. Made of silk with intricate designs around the hems, it told of my status as a lord. The greatest of greatest. The undefeatable. Deep purple, it glowed with. And a heady combination of perfumes and detergent fragrance puffed from it.

With a boastful smile, I slipped it out of the hanger and snapped my fingers. The guard at the door strode in and placed it on me. As he knotted the straps, I thought about food.

Oh yes. I was a foodie. No—eww. That term was reserved for teenagers and adults. Or the obese.

To put it better, I was a connoisseur. Food revolved around me.
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