I relax, reading a magazine still dressed in My long black lace dress and silky lace top stockings. slave is taking long to serve My drink, a Goddess does not wait. I ring the slave bell and quickly slave appears with My drink, crawling naked and collared. With a snap of My fingers slave becomes My table. Knelt down below My feet, conveniently at arms reach, I put the table cloth on it and use it to hold My glass. The least I expect from a human table is to be able to stay in the position without moving or struggling to hold anything I put on it’s back. This slave is an absolutely useless table, unbalanced and almost dropping My glass. This slave will be useful to Me one way or another! Another snap of My fingers and the table crawls to position to be My footstool. I have decided to rent the slave out for a week. Someone I know has shown interest in hiring a slave, but it is her first time. I give her a call to explain some of the uses of the slave, now she is definitely interested in using it after I tell her the ways she can use it. We agree on a daily rate. slave has been eavesdropping My conversation, I can tell by the way he licks My shoes with reverence afterwards. slave knows that it would please Me to rent him out, to use him to serve other Ladies as I have trained it.