I confessed to bringing back 4 pounds from vacation…(why don’t people who camp eat camp food anymore? We ate out every single night….not that I’m complaining, but sheesh.)
“That’s okay, I’ll get more money when I sell you–since I’m selling you by the pound.”
“wait wait wait a second Master. I’ve already lost 1.5 of that weight AND…where is *my* cut of that, hmmm?
“That’s okay, nilla, I’ll beat the rest of it off you. When you regain consciousness, we can discuss your terms then.”
And it totally turned me on (I had damp panties all day)
(yes, I re-read the text about 144 times!)