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Where the fuck are my pastries?
So my slave invited me over for a relaxing weekend. he asked me if i wanted a cooked breakfast or pastries. i said i fancied pastries and he said he would sort it all out. well, morning came and morning went and i didn't see a single pastry. as you can imagine, i wasn't pleased so it called for one thing. a nice spanking to serve as a reminder not to make promises you can't keep.
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