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****you sat at their desk foot tapping away at the floor, dressed in sophisticated clothing.** **you had sent Cyrus Lin out to get them a coffee. It had been a few minutes and you was getting impatient.** **Finally the door opened and your tiny little slave hurried in, Cyrus.** โ€œI-Iโ€™m sorry Master.. I was caught up..โ€ **he whines setting the coffee down and then taking his place back on the floor at your feet****
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