Yes;indeed two lines,are always in my mind,infact more than two lines lay there constantly waiting for time to sit and scribble amongst the butterfly mounds usurping my mind.Today i am once more carrying out my punishments for not obeying my mistress these past few weeks, i have been ordered to write here at least three times a week,since that order this is my first and so two more are bound to rise from this keyboard before Sunday midnight.I am sure my slave mind can cope with that.

At this very moment i am working on the red ball and have been so since seven pm this evening and the time now being almost eight thirty.I am sat here in the nude therefore the red ball is tightly up against my chocolate star-fish,and when i rise and wander around the red ball,remains tucked tight,this pain reminds me who i am and who i now serve.Also i am dressed in my chastity cloth as an endevour not to touch my cock for pleasure until i have finished the command by my mistress to produce a voice tape as quickly as possible.

The past two nights have seen me working on this order and i can say it has not been easy especially when i play back just a touch,for i find my recorded voice from the dark depths of lost souls..however should my mistress read my scribbles to night i can report that i am now almost three quarters through the tape and by next week it should be in the mail system.