I've been doing really well for my Master! I’ve made sure to complete all of her tasks on time and keep everything nice and tidy. It’s always a pleasure to serve and take care of anything Master needs. I’m here to make things easier and more enjoyable!

On Sunday, I had a truly delightful day with Master. We attended a special event where dressing up was essential, so I took extra care to choose an elegant outfit that would impress him. When he saw me, Master smiled and complimented me, saying that I looked beautiful. His praise filled me with joy and made the day even more special.

After the event, we returned home, and I was thrilled to have some playful time with him. Although my arms felt like noodles from an intense workout earlier in the week, my trust in Master gave me the confidence to enjoy our playtime completely. We shared laughter and cherished moments together, and I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness that lingered for the rest of the day.

On Monday, despite facing the usual responsibilities and chores, I was determined to tackle everything that lay ahead. I not only completed my regular tasks but also managed to finish all the extra assignments on Master’s list. The satisfaction of being productive, along with the positive energy from the day before, motivated me to get everything done efficiently.

On Tuesday, I enjoyed a cozy stay-at-home day. My Master asked me to upload a photo he had captured, along with a specific caption, to a few websites. I quickly complied, feeling a sense of joy knowing he was pleased that others could admire his work. I wondered just how many people used the photos of their own playtime.

Master, having worked tirelessly through the night, was feeling quite drowsy. He invited me to cuddle with him, hoping my presence would help him drift off to sleep. I snuggled close to him, relishing the warmth and comfort we shared in that quiet moment.

As the time approached for me to take a shower, I gently tried to slip out of bed. However, Master hadn’t officially dismissed me yet. With a rough, demanding grip, he pulled me back into his embrace, holding me as if I were a his own little doll, keeping me close until he decided it was time for me to be dismissed. 

Today, I came to a startling realization: I had been a rather negligent princess. As I drove through the sunlit streets, I noticed that my car’s gas tank was lingering perilously close to empty, dipping below a quarter full—a major faux pas for someone in my position. Master sat beside me, his presence both reassuring and authoritative after treating me to a lovely breakfast at a charming café. Yet, as we cruised past not one but two inviting gas stations, I remained blissfully unaware of my oversight.

It wasn't until I felt a twinge of panic that I glanced at the fuel gauge and froze, a wave of guilt washing over me. Sheepishly, I confessed my lapse to Master, expecting a gentle reprimand. To my surprise, he calmly revealed that he had been fully aware of my negligence all along, observing my every move with keen eyes. My curiosity got the better of me, and with a hint of trepidation, I dared to ask what my punishment would be, instantly regretting my words as they hung in the air. 

So, I sit here today with a stinging bottom writing this journal entry. I am hoping my efforts to be my Masters perfect little princess work better tomorrow.. Wish me… and my bottom… luck.