Alarm Clock
"Sir?" I asked, looking at the iPod Nano in His hand and the small screwdriver in the other.
"Yes, beloved?"
"What are you doing?"
"Setting my alarm," Master replied, "kneel and present My collar."
I knelt while raising my arms, placing my hands behind my neck and raising them slightly to move my hair up and out of the way. He used the screwdriver to unlock my collar. I felt naked when He lifted it away.
When He put it around my neck once again, it was heavier. The iPod Nano was on it, nested in a plastic frame with a small, metal ring that slid around on the thin metal collar.
Master stepped around to stand in front of me. I looked up at Him, at His mouth, burning with curiosity but waiting patiently to hear what He chose to share.
"You're ready for the next change in your schedule," He said, smiling. "You're my little alarm clock now. When the iPod goes off in the morning, you are to get up without waking me, do all your morning chores, and wake me once breakfast is ready."
"Yes, Sir," I said. I had grown wet during His explanation. The idea of being His living wakeup call had turned me on.
He stepped forward, unbuttoning His jeans and releasing His member. I eyed His hardening cock with desire but kept my hands at the back of my neck.
"Now let's practice just how you're to wake me up in the morning."
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