Obeying

About twenty minutes ago I messaged a Sir who may soon be training me full time to ask him how his day was, what his plans were, if there was anything I could do for him, etc...

His reply was simple, "Yeah, take off your underwear and shove them in your mouth". He then said he was signing off and that I may take them out in an hour.

And now I am sitting here, with my dirty briefs stuffed in my mouth, held in with duct tape. And I'm doing this for no other reason than I was told to, and that it pleases Him.