It's getting late and tomorrow's my birthday. You still haven't got your beloved roommate a present. All the stores are closed and even if they were open, you're kind of broke anyway. Late at night you finally come up with something. What you're getting me is a simple note. A note that reads that you'll do anything I tell you for the entire day.

This starts off slow and innocent. But I slowly start testing you, how far are you willing to go?
Will you cook me breakfast? Yes, as expected. Will you massage me while I stud? Absolutely. Will you join me at the gym only to load the weights? "Should I carry you bag as well?" you reply. Will you shove your piece of my birthday cake up your face? "Sure" you answer as you lick some whipped cream of your upper lip.

This continues the entire day and by the end of the night I ask you to blow me. It's like you've developed this mindset of just doing so you just barely hesitate before going down in me. And to your surprise, you really enjoy it. You realize that of all your tasks you've been given throughout the day, this one has by far been you're favorite. You almost feel frustrated that I didn't fuck you from the beginning, you crave to be continually used.

This is the start if our free use relationship as roommates. If you'd like it can go both ways or just me continuing to use you. This is an evolving relationship and we are constantly pushing the limits further. The location, the time and the actual sex, it all gets crazier and dirtier. I'd be glad to play out my entire birthday if you want. We could even change it up a bit if you'd like as long as we're heading in the same direction as the plot.