~~my greetings to Master Ringwood as i look to him in his blue robes "don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me...don't You wish Your girlfriend was a freak like me...don't You?...'lo there Master...how's it hangin'" slides to my knees my drooping petals flapping in the wind
~~i greet Master Rodrick "mmm" (as i check out his package) "yo there...i mean tal and what not...Master" winks my good eye
~~i say my greetings to Mistress Sareena as i look in her direction (i snort to myself...very *friendly* personty FW...thinks she is hot i bet) "tal...Mistress" i fluff my hair
i greet teashon the slave of Master Rodric as i sizes up the compeition tonight...checking out my own tits...(oh yea baby...that very *friendly* person has nothing on me) "greetings...very *friendly* personkins" i snarl "Your Master is hot...i'm sure he wants me" then i (hissssss) i sit and do nothing for several ehn cause hell i'm the new breed of slave that sits and does nothin'
~~i say to Master Rodrick "oh....you wish to fur me already Master? mmmmm you think you can take all this?" rolls my body and lifts each tit waving them at him " I thought you just wanted a serve" i chuckle and suck my fore finger to tease him some...he comands "just get me a goblet of paga chilled beast as you you are scaring me and that is not easy to do" i reply "kay...that'll be one tankard of mead and a side of fried sul...would you like a HOT LARMA PIE to got with that you sexy THANG? i shimmy my belly rolls revealing multiple chains buried in the layers of my flab
~~he shakes is head "no beast that was a goblet of paga chilled that is all" i speak up "paga? yes...i would love some paga...would you like some too...Master?" he slaps my head then growls "yes beast now get me paga!!" "ok..d**n...you don't have to get grumpy...Master...geez...just doing my job here" i roll my shoulders revealing long luxurious hair growing from my aromatic armpits...licking my lips as i leer indecently at his crotch...my own finger snaking down the volumptions mound of my belly...to the forest of my wild bush where i have braided and added beads to my unruly heat...stepping back...one step i wiggle my ass...flab and cellulite flutter with wild abandon...second step...i trip on overgrown toe nails and fall face forward between his legs
~~he watches me as he sees me and groans "this is going to be a long long night" as he tries to not watch as this was just ummm nothing...i pick myself up...eye level with his crotch...noticing that she doesn't seem to be turning him on at all i snort "just need a bit of a trim Master...i'll have that ale right away" i rise and turn stopping to adust my hair that i had teased to just the right amount of bouffantage...hoping it wasn't...messed up...smiling as the three cans of hairspray had held rock solid like a helmet....onward i pressed trying to remember what the hell he wanted
~~he watches me thankfully that i have finally moven away from him...i say to him "ok...lesse...there a Kitchen around here...ah yess" my thick mascared fake eye lashed eyes widened when i spot thralls doing ale bongs in the back room i speak up "hey boys...how bout giving little me a try" taking the funnel i guzzels down one ale after another burps and yells "WOOOO HOOOOO...what the hell am i in the Kitchen for now....oh yea...i'm serving.....woots...Master wants a blackwine"
~~i stumble...bumping into the door frame i catch my silk on a nail and rips it....collapsing in a heap of giggles and then spots a sis "girl? did you hear about that very *friendly* personty Free Woman that got caught in the back of the Forge with another Woman's Companion?" she replies "yea she furs everybody" (20 ehn of gossipping elapses.) i notice some fried sorps...and i eat those...drops some down my silk...scratches my ass...i smell my fingers...then i shrug
~~Master Rodrick sends a girl in after me because he was geting tired of waiting i say quickly "ok...ok...what did Master want...kalda in a pot...grumbles...i hope some wench made some kalda cause i sure as hell am not and if he thinks i am...well then he sure as hell better think again yea" sees the kalda pot way up highshe thinks oO(of course...course) takes the dirty end of the broom and swats one down...it shatters on the tiles...tries again and manages to catch it i cheer "hell yeah" looks at it "looks all right to me" i say...looks at my hands...smell them again "meh" i chuckle and find the kalda steaming in a pot...ladles in a bit...crinkling my nose at the nasty mess...then turns and runs slam into the girl the Master sent in after me scalding the pregnant wench with the hot kalda and shattering another pot...i scream out "ummm Healer!"
~~i wipe my brow...now getting winded...needing another ale...i return to the thralls and downs another one as they time me "GO, GO, GO, GO, GO" slamming the tankard down...i now hold the record but can barely walk...i sputter "fill er up boys" a thrall refills my tankard and i stumble out into the Main Room laughing and zig zagging my way back to the warm fire where he is seated...falling into the Master she serves lap...i kick up my feet displaying all of my lush rolls and curves "your ale...Master" i take a swallow...then passes it to him...belching up the fried sorps in his face
~~he shakes his head and tosses me to the ground and he bellows "get away from me!! you are now only fit for the thralls...to us at there will...you you are a disgrace to the word slave" (but it was really done well and thank you for coming tonight) i ask pittifully "you mean...you don't think i'm dead sexy" licks my plump lipstick smeared lips
