A Morning Ritual of Submission and Pleasure
- Madame Sami
- Oct 13, 2025
- 7 min read
Waking up in the soft morning light, she finds a carefully pre-rolled joint resting on the bedside table, accompanied by a sweet note that promises her a fresh cup of coffee and a soothing steam. This ritual has become a cherished routine for her, a daily indulgence in uncomplicated pleasures that set the tone for her day. Her cozy slippers and plush robe have been precisely placed near her side of the bed, a thoughtful gesture that speaks to the care taken in her surroundings. She slips them on, feeling the familiar comfort envelop her as she rises from the warmth of her sheets. Bringing the joint to her lips, she flicks the lighter, watching as the flame dances to life, igniting the tip and releasing a fragrant plume of smoke. As she stands in the steam that envelops the bathroom, she hears the soft sound of the door opening and closing, his voice, smooth and warm, floats through the air, gently kissing her ear with the words, "Good morning, Madame. I have your coffee, and I hope you slept well." A grin spreads across her face at the sound of his voice, and she slips her hand from behind the curtain, a silent command for her coffee.
