My roommate bully-turned-slave bowed before me. He was a naturally big guy, always used to being able to
intimidate people. He would have been a jock in high school except he was too lazy to be an athlete.
"Ok, bitch, time for you to make ME a sandwich!"
Obediently he headed off to the kitchen while I sat down in front of the TV, trying to think of my next wish.
Thoughts of legions of followers doing my every whim came into my head. I could have everything I wanted. Large
breasted girls serving me grapes...sitting on a golden throne while they took turns servicing me...all the good
stuff.
By the time Slave-sam came back with the sandwitch I knew what my next wish was for.