we who wait - the adverts

the last, time i lived as a slave (as opposed to a sub) it was a situation that sounds a lot like a fantasy when i describe it.

i got in from work before my Owner and my standing orders were to strip, fold my clothing and leave it under Her bed. my cellphone was switched off and placed, along with my wallet and keys, under Her pillow.

i then went to the cupboard i was kept in when not in use and waited.

does this make your lap crowded? the idea of being kept in a cupboard - i was there each afternoon for at least an hour-and-a-half before She got in. waiting. in darkness.

let's not fast-forward to the sound of Her key in the lock. let's focus on those daily ninety or more minutes i spent waiting.