I'm excessively(probably obsessively) routinely and have found myself waking up wishing I had some sort of routine for a domme. I want to wake up 30 or so minutes before she does and make her coffee and breakfast. I want to pack her lunch for work, have everything she needs to get ready set out and prepared for her. I want to clean, do her laundry, make sure everything is exactly how she likes it while she's at work. Before she gets home I want to draw her a warm bath, get dinner started. I want to listen to her talk about her day while she soaks.

It feels as if my life's calling is servitude, any little thing I can do to ease her burdens and bring her joy is so gratifying, especially if it means I get cuddles, kisses, and headpats.