I put the pot over my head and scream. I’m a totally 100% screwed. Wednesdays are chili nights, not fish nights! How could I think it was Thursday? Ever since I moved in with my Dom for the summer between college semesters, I had totally lost myself in low-key subspace these past few days. Yesterday, we had eaten out for dinner which probably contributed to my confusion.
Somehow, this mistake eluded me through-out the entirety of my morning chores. I even put the fish out to defrost, then prepared Sir’s lunch and put in the refrigerator like normal. It was only when I got halfway through making my own PBJ sandwich that my brain kindly informed me that Thursdays are when his Sir has lunch with his father. Today, He was at the gym and would be home any moment now and discover that house didn’t smell of chili. My Master didn’t own a slow cooker so it had to be done in same pot which was, at this time, on my head and full of air.

Oh shit. What do I do? Even if I put the chili on now, it won’t be done in time for dinner. I lost the entire morning. Shit shit shit. I’m going to punished for this for sure!

[Kept Boy Problems #4 – Too focused on role as sub, forgot what day it was. That’s a paddlin’.]
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Original picture is from DeviantArt here, but reblogged from buzzerguy via fazing.

SEQUEL IS HERE.