Madam’s dear friend Miss J. is visiting, and she enjoys using me. and i mean that in the most literal, practical, straightforward way possible.

when Miss J. comes to stay, she settles in like she owns the place. not in a rude way. just in that confident Domme way that says she expects service and knows she will get it.

i am the one who provides it.

she likes long back rubs, especially in the late afternoon after she has been talking and laughing and drinking coffee with Madam for hours. she will snap her fingers lightly, tilt her head toward the couch, and i know exactly what that means. i kneel behind her, press my thumbs into the tight spots along her shoulders, work down her spine, slow and steady. she sighs. sometimes she talks. sometimes she just melts.

she enjoys having her feet attended to as well. pedicured, massaged, stretched. she will wiggle her toes at me and say, “boy.” that is enough. i wash them, dry them, knead the arches, kiss lightly along the tops. she likes when i am thorough.

if she wants something, i fetch it. a drink. a snack. a fresh plate. her smoke. an ashtray. a refill before she even asks. she tests me sometimes, waits to see if i anticipate correctly. i love when i do.

and yes, she enjoys using my mouth too. that is not something i detail, but it is part of her version of relaxation. she will guide me with a hand in my hair, slow and deliberate, while Madam watches or chats or simply allows it. it is not romantic. it is not personal. it is service.

Miss J. does not cuddle me. she does not pet me affectionately. she uses me like a tool that happens to be warm and obedient. and i thrive in that space.

when she leaves, i am usually exhausted. but i am also proud. because when Madam’s dear friend visits, she is cared for completely.

and duckie was the one who made sure of it.

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