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   Change of Plans (Part One)

   The alarm went off at its usual 5:30 this morning, I barely noticed as I
hit snooze over and over.  By 6:10 I was up in a semi panic hopping into
the shower and ignoring my sore muscles to get myself moving so I wasn't
late for work.  I would have loved to go to bed earlier last night but this
was Wednesday morning so that was not possible.  Tuesday nights I work
late, last night until almost midnight.  By the time I got home and in bed
it was almost 1am.  On top of the lack of sleep there was the exhaustion
from the long hours of hard work.  Good thing work today would be an easy
day of just a meeting and tying up some loose ends.

   You might ask how work can be so hard last night and so easy this
morning.  Well that requires a little explanation.  During the day my job
has me in a nice cushy office in a management position that allows me some
occasional easy days.  My evening and weekend job isn't anything like that.
I am the slave of a beautiful, demanding and sometimes completely evil
woman named Michelle.  She owns me, completely and I must admit I am
powerless against her.  On Tuesday evenings after work and every weekend I
belong to her.  Occasionally there are other days that she requires my
services; if she does she just gives me 24 hours notice and I am required
to change anything I may have planned to be there.  My usual slave schedule
with her begins Tuesday at 5pm; I have to leave work early to be at her
house on time and ready to work at exactly 5pm.  I am scheduled to work
until 10pm then head home, however most nights her work list takes more
time than the 10pm finish time so I end up staying longer to make sure
nothing is left undone.  The weekends are kind of similar but much more
intense, each Friday I arrive at her home by 4:30pm and get ready to begin
my weekend of work.  I start work at 5pm on Friday and work until 11pm then
Saturday and Sundays are 6am till 10pm.  Now understand our agreement calls
for me to work for her a minimum of 40 hours per week.  More is fine but
less is completely unacceptable.  Another point is when I work for her, my
hours are actual work hours, so preparing for work, getting dressed are to
be done prior to my start time, once start time is reached I am on her time
and nothing is to interfere.  Per our agreement I must also spend my entire
vacation time at her house working as her slave.  I get two weeks a year
and she decides when I take them.  It usually will coincide when she may
have house guests.  She loves to show off to her friends that she owns a
slave, she spares no expense to humiliate me in front of them.  I have to
say those are the worst weeks of my year.  Most people look forward to
their vacation, I dread them.

   You may think that is deal is one sided and extreme however it is the
best I was able to negotiate with her, she originally wanted me to live
with her full time and be her full time slave, except for job requirements.
I begged her for this schedule just so I could have a little bit of a life.
I have been warned a few times when my service slipped that at any moment
she could change our deal and I would have to move in with her, and as room
and board for living with her I would be forced to turn my entire paycheck
over to her.  My slave schedule would simply be anytime I wasn't at work or
sleeping I would be servicing her.  I am always worried this could happen
but I try to take pride my work and thus making sure I keep up my end of
the bargain.  Last night she was out with friends so she decided that it
would be a great night, with no one home, to get every floor in the house
scrubbed clean.  This was in addition to her mid week laundry routine and
the other assorted tasks I do on Tuesday nights.  With all this work I had
no chance to be done by 10pm this was the main reason for the nearly
midnight work night I spoke of earlier.

   Enough background information more of that will come later on.  After
the quick shower I rushed to get dressed and head out the door to work. 
With traffic and stopping for some food, I arrived about 10 minutes late.
Luckily I made it to my office without anyone of importance noticing, I am
the boss of my department but there are still others that I need to put on
a good show for and others who would love to let certain higher ups know
that they would be better suited for my position.  I grabbed a cup of
coffee checked up on my assistant, Melissa, to make sure she was done with
the stuff I needed for my meeting this afternoon, once satisfied, I sat at
my desk, first thing was to check my email to make sure everything was
still on for the meeting and to make sure there was no issues that came up
last night while I unable to communicate.  While I am slaving away for
Michelle I must turn my cell phone over to her.  She thinks it is very
disrespectful for me focus on anything besides serving her when I am in her
home, she says it's the least I could do to show her that I am serious
about my duties.  She also loves to tease me about having possession of the
phone.  Many times I have seen her checking my messages only to tell me to
get my ass to work and whatever was sent is not my business while I am in
her presence.

   As the inbox popped up there were 9 messages, the first 4 were junk the
fifth was from Michelle.  I was kind of nervous to see why she emailed me
as she usually doesn't contact me unless there is a change in schedule.  I
was praying she wasn't adding a day of work for the week.  I had planned
for a good time out on Thursday night and didn't want to have to cancel it
because she wanted her silverware polished or some other lame reason to
ruin my night.  I opened the email and began to read

   Slave,

   Last night I went out for a nice night out with some friends and upon
coming home I find that you had already left to go back to your apartment.
I see you no longer think that you need my permission to leave my house.  I
also noticed that you didn't think it was important to complete the work I
gave you.  I got news for you, I am pissed.  I almost called you at 1am to
tell you to get your ass over here so I could just beat the shit out of
you. But I decided against it, you will still get your ass beat but I will
wait till Friday.  I am more angry than I can ever remember being with you
and I have had it.  With that in mind, I have a decision to make either I
can ignore the problem or solve it.  Well there is no way I will ignore it,
so Friday evening when you come to do your weekend of work for me, you will
be staying....PERMANENTLY!  Of all the things to forget you decide to
forget to iron the clothes I needed for work today.  Apparently you think I
am supposed to do that myself.  THAT IS THE LAST TIME I ALLOW THAT TO
HAPPEN!  When you come Friday bring the paperwork for everything you own,
bank accounts, lease info, keys to anything you have, they all will be in
my possession from now on.  Don't pack anything except the paperwork and
keys.  I will go thru all your stuff myself, I would have you help me but
you will be much too busy doing much more important things like cleaning
toilets and other tasks equal to your position.  By the way don't even
think of emailing back or calling to beg for me to change my mind.  If you
even try I will double the already severe beating I plan on giving you
Friday night.  Michelle

   I was completely dumbfounded.  I lost all track of everything.  What was
I going to do?  What could I do?  As much as I hated being her slave she
had every legal right to do what she is promising.  I slumped in my chair
and forgot everything regarding the upcoming meeting.  I was toast.  Not
only was my life going to be completely different but I was probably
looking at a punishment session on Friday that would leave me sobbing for
mercy.  Unfortunately that would only give her the encouragement to punish
me more.  After a few minutes I calmed down and figured I had better
concentrate on my job, if I lost my job I would be stuck in her clutches
every minute of my life.  I couldn't go thru that.  Even though I was
completely devastated I knew I had to move on with work.  I didn't have a
rough day ahead but I had to be prepared for the meeting, that contract was
important to my boss and screwing it up would not be good for me.  I
checked the last 5 messages and they were much to do about nothing.  As I
was just about to log off an email came thru, it was again from Michelle,
this time I was hopeful, maybe she changed her mind and would give me
another chance after calming down a little.  I eagerly opened this one.

   Slave,

   I have changed my mind about something.  Getting ready for work I
spilled a glass of orange juice on my new carpet.  I need it cleaned up
immediately.  I want you to tell your people at work you are sick and come
to my house now and get this cleaned up.  Also when you are done with that
there will be a list of things to be done before I get home from work.  You
can begin your full time slave status now.  No reason to wait for Friday. I
know I usually give you 24 hours notice but tough shit, do it.  Also I have
been thinking and tomorrow when you go back to work give your 2 weeks'
notice.  My friend Justine, I think you know her, has a company that needs
someone with your expertise, you will be working for her.  Best part of
that is then I will know what you are up to at all times and she will
gladly deposit your paycheck into my bank account each week.  Also she and
I can discuss and work out your schedule and all you have to do is follow
our orders.  Your life will be much easier now.  Every day from the moment
you wake up till the moment you go to bed you will be obeying either
Justine or I.  Oh just a reminder now that you will be here tonight we
don't have to wait till Friday for me to take out my anger on you.  I can't
wait for that.  Just in case you want to act like you didn't see this
email, there is a return receipt telling me when you read it, when you get
to my house I want you to call me from my house phone.  The time between
the receipt of the email and the phone call better be less than 30 minutes
or tonight's punishment will get worse for you.  Again don't bother me with
a response to this email just get your ass home and get to work.  I picked
out your work clothes and laid them on the bed.  See you tonight my little
bitch.

   Michelle

   My mouth hung open, I was numb, that feeling like you are disconnected
from your own body.  How would I handle this?  I had a meeting and instead
of negotiating an important contract I was just told that I needed to get
to her house to clean up a juice spill on the carpet.  What am I becoming?
Just then I was interrupted from my devastation by Melissa, my assistant.
She put the papers for my meeting down on my desk, she saw the look on my
face and just floored me with what she said next.  "Don't worry I will
handle the meeting this afternoon, you better get your ass moving, I know
you have more important things to do like clean up orange juice spills."
She laughed and walked out.  How did she know about this?  I was now
confused and scared.  With all the things going thru my mind one thing
stuck out, however I handled this would have to be figured out later but if
that phone call doesn't happen within 30 minutes I am seriously going to
regret it.  I ran out the office and to my car without saying a word to
anyone.  I would be quitting tomorrow what could they do now?
   End of Part 1