Ms M's Money ( my budget)

i sat in my office chair squirming just waiting for the email. The email that would tell me my weekly allowance amount. All my money goes into an account controlled by Madame Morrigan. Money goes in, bills get drafted from the same account. And each week I receive an email explaining my allowance breakdown. But today was different. Normally I receive the email by 9 am but today it was 1130 am and no email. I was getting nervous. Was I even getting an allowance this week? I was hoping so. Im fairly certain that if any of my friends knew of our arrangement, they would never stop teasing me about it.But the money was rightfully hers so what the hell right?

it had taken me quite some time to get to this point but when it happened, it just seemed right.I got up and fixed me a cup of coffee. i sat back down in my chair and got comfy. No sooner had I sat my cup down on my desk I noticed I had a message from Goddess. I almost came in my pink silk panties right then. it was just such a thrill to not have to think about bills, balances and all the bad stuff that adult life throws on you. She took away those burdens and for that I think I am in love.  

My heart sank as I read the email that said Goddess was cutting my budget down yet again. Now all my streaming services were cut out. I was only being generously allowed the very basic of cable, which im sure was to be cut next.I was eagerly awaiting my food budget and shopping list to be approved. If I dont get it by the next day I have to make due with what I have currently as I wont be able to grocery shop any other day this week, much less without her permission either.

The youve got mail chime sounded and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I quickly clicked on it and had a semi sign of relief. Ms M was giving me a chance of either reducing three items on my budget list or selling plasma for her. With my stature and such I looked into it and I stood to make Around $125 per week with two of my donations.I quickly sent a message back to her with my preference of selling plasma. Fifteen minutes passed and suddenly I had another message from my divyne Ms M. With a lump in my throat I clicked and opened it. Much to my surprise my plasma offer was accepted as well as my grocery shopping list. A huge sense of relief washed over me. I soon felt like a decent meal was in order. But I dare not buy one because I was allowed to purchase and have the needed items to make one at home by Ms M. I had a good feeling that this was going to be a good good day after all!Ms M was strict with her money and she has every right to be. i work for her. I love being in service to her.
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