4bidden Social

DATE: Week 4. Saturday. Very late evening.
TYPE: Text to Misha.

> Don't ask how I got your number.
> Or why I'm texting you when I shouldn't.
> You need to stay far away from me, Mr. Meru.
> Meru has threatened to sell me far from here.

DATE: Week 2. Friday. Evening.
TYPE: Blog. Open.

I was given a laptop and phone about a week ago. I've commented now and then on different blogs but I finally decided to write one myself. I'm Bella Sorrento and I'm Michael Meru's slave. I was recently bought and I think I'm adjusting pretty well. It's different then being at home but I know I could have ended up with a lot worse Master then Meru.

What I'm really excited about right now is that me and my best friend, Malia, have been given permission to create a garden and living area on the roof of Meru's place. He was actually excited about it which just made it that much more better. It will be a lot of work and we really don't see any fruits of our labor until next summer but it will be worth it.

It's strange, so many of my friends and my brother, all have slaves right now, and I am slaveless. It's like being invited to a wedding and not having a date. I suppose I'm just really picky.

While I have all this free time, people should keep in ind that the my services are available for auction house consultation, or for behaviour correction and training, after a slave has been bought. I have plenty of references, if you're interested.

(Private to Michael Meru)
That Bella of yours certainly has a temper. I left a package for you last week, in case she decided to flush it down the toilet, instead of giving it to you.

(Delivered Week 1, Wednesday afternoon with a note reading: Bella, Please accept these flowers and my apology for my rudeness at our first meeting. I hope to see you again soon, under better circumstances.)