I brought my human lounger to the beach today, and while relaxing on it, I decided to flip through an old book called "Why Men Love Bitches". My slave loves being a multipurpose chair, footstoll and foot cleaner. He knows this makes him useful to me. Furniture must be beautiful and/or useful or it gets donated to charity. Is he worthy? He's working towards worthiness by keeping his mouth wide open while I run my soles non-stop back and forth along his tongue. I read funny passages from my book, some of which reinforce my current role, and some of which I disagree wtih, all the while enjoying the sun on my lounger.