My mistresses Lady Karame and Queen Kelra had not been home all week. They had not informed me that the apartment had hardly gotten dirty since last week, and when I arrived punctually for the weekly cleaning service, Lady Karame realized that I was futile as a cleaning slave this week. Well, well be able to use you for other purposes, slave, she said succinctly, ordering me to undress and sit in front of the sofa. And dont you dare to make yourself secretly convenient, you know that I have hidden cameras here that witness you even in my absence! So they left me behind and I truly did not dare to stir. I had no way to look at a clock, but I certainly spent a duo of hours in this most awkward and grueling stance. Soon my limbs ached and my arms began to tremble with fatigue. Exhausted from shopping, they sat down on the sofa, ignored me, for them I was just a piece of furniture. It took a lot of effort to keep the tray straight and steady after having been stuck for hours.
