He is Your Property

Do with him as you wish

Chapter 1 by recklessagain recklessagain

You stare out the window of the car door, reflecting on your day at work.

"Long day, Ma'am? Is everything alright?" Your nameless chauffeur glaces nervously at you in the rear view mirror.

"Everything is fine. Keep your focus on the road." Your response comes without even a thought.

The middle aged man in the driver's seat adjusts his cap and says nothing, which is obedience.

It takes a moment before you realize that you haven't even said a word since you entered the car. Not that you normally say much to him, he is just a driver after all. The man probably thought he was in trouble when you didn't even answer his friendly greeting upon entering the car. Of course, the whole idea of having a friendly relationship with drivers is pointless. You've always thought so. They're so...replaceable. Why bother getting to know them? You own an entire clinic, after all. There are enough names and faces to keep track of without adding ever chauffeur and waiter in.

You chuckle at the thought as the car pulls into your neighborhood. At the security check-in, your chauffeur leans out of his window to type in the 15 digit security code which lifts the gate and allows vehicles to enter. You've always liked that extra layer of security. It's not enough to just have a grand house, it has to be protected. What's the point of owning a mansion if anyone can come in? Exclusivity is the key. After a few moments you finally arrive home.

As you nod dismissively at your chauffeur and exit the vehicle, you can't help but feel excited for the night to come. Your live-in servant, Jeffrey, will be waiting inside that house. If acting in accordance with your orders this morning, he will be waiting on his knees to greet you at the door. If not...we'll see. You clench your fists at the thought of disobedience, but decide to withold judgement. He has been doing well lately, since the training started. You approach the massive house and try to hide a smile when you open the door and see him right there, kneeling, naked as the day he was born. He looks up at you eagerly, trying to keep his expression controlled.

"Hello Mistress, I missed you"

How do you respond?

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