Ezada Sinn – he exists to serve Me

My personal butler brings Me tea before I have him act as My book holder; he must hold the book steady and open for Me to read. After a while, reading the book excites Me, and I want to be worshipped. his reward is to serve Me, but I enjoy the worship, so I will allow him the honour of worshipping My designer shoes and then My nylon-covered feet. Once I am satisfied, I dismiss him to run a bath for Me. That is the life of My butler, he exists to serve Me.