My sleep was surprisingly uninterrupted and I felt refreshed when I woke. Mistress knew, even in her deviousness, exactly what I needed and she never failed to give it to me. I made coffee in the small kitchen and then carried it to my desk where my laptop rested. I was on a mission, and just before my brain shut down the night before, I decided to spend some time getting to know my bad boy - computer style.

It wasn't hard to do. I entered his name in the search engine and one ...