The Unexpected Orgasm

Just to start, you should know that I am not allowed to ask for an orgasm when being used for sex.  My Owner's rule is that I am to make sure He is enjoying me before I enjoy being used.

So I will not bore you all with the details, but just know that I embarrassed my Owner and His girlfriend in front of some new friends and guests last night.

Master-Sir was furious and I spent the remaining time of the night standing in a corner listening to everyone else have fun.

Master-Sir sent his girlfriend home and ordered me to my room after taking care of his nightly needs.

He woke me up early and loud. Wanting His blowjob and a breakfast. After I did as ordered and cleaned up, we were off to his girlfriend's house for a day of game watching. He did not speak to me beyond the orders and I was sent to the truck naked, not even allowed to dress.

At the house, it was his girlfriend, her brother and another friend I have served and know. After getting everyone's drinks, I was sent to the Master bedroom.

Master-Sir soon joined me with the brother following. I was ordered on the bed and legs spread.
Master-Sir looked at the brother and told him to watch but not interupt. "She knows its coming and accepts it." was all he said and pulled His belt out of the pants loops.

I knew what was coming and I knew there was no place to hide. I had to accept the punishment. Master Sir made me recite out loud what I did to earn the pussy flogging.

Then came the heavy flogs of his wide leather belt on my shaved and bare pussy. I was in pain, but knew not to close my legs or turn away. I did turn my head and try to bury my face into the pillows, but could not because each passing of the belt made me scream even louder as each stroke hit the same spot as the last one.

When Master-Sir finished, I thanked Him and apologized between deep breaths of air as i tried to compose a sentence while still crying from the pain.

He put His belt back on, looked at the brother and express His satisfaction in punishing me and having him watch it. 'Curious anymore?" he asked as he walked out of the room. The brother stopped my Owner and asked Him "what now?" My Owner said to use me. Use my pussy.

I was crying as I looked up and saw the young man smiling at me. How could He smile after seeing what he saw?  Yet he also had an erection. I heard his pants unzip and the sound of everything hitting the floor. So  i was preparing to feel invaded as I know I was not wet or ready to be fucked and I braced for the pain of being fucked in my very raw pussy.

Instead, i felt his rough hands on my thighs and soon a cold, wet tongue and hot breath on my clit. He started to make love to my inflamed pussy! Oh My God. His tongue darted in and out and his moist breath was cooling to the raw inflamed skin.

My sobs started to stop and change to gasps of air. Its been along time since I have been allowed to have oral sex performed on me. On Me!! He was there. This young man of my dreams is between this fluffy girl's legs and licking her sore pussy like it was a delicate flower in need of tender loving care. He was kind, he was slow and meticulous. Getting in my now moistening folds and making sure not to miss a spot.

His laps and licks were making my head spin in emotions and feelings as I quickly felt the impending orgasm. One I know Master-Sir will not be happy with, but one I that can not stop. I beg Him to stop, but he refuses to listen.

He reminds me in His stern and masculine voice that my Owner told him to use me, to use my pussy. So I better keep the legs apart. I do as I am ordered, but I don't want to. Gawd, how I don't want to but I do.

I need to stop feeling this feeling. He is right, my Owner did say to use my pussy, did not say how to use it, just to use it. SO I am doing as ordered, but I know Master-Sir doesn't allow anyone but Him to perform on me without request and who wants to do that on a girl like me?? But he is... and I am soo enjoying it...

I just closed my eyes and buried my head in the pillows and the feeling of warmth and joy flooded over me as his hands keep things open and his tongue stays the spot that makes me whoo the loudest.

I actually remember starting to cry it was feeling so good after a savage pussy whipping to have this tender man touch my inner soul. My Pussy was wet i am sure.

I never knew it would feel like this and I just saw the light, the stars and flowers. (please don't ask, its flowers in my head that let me know its a great big O) than I went black. literally.

The next thing I remember is being under some covers and looking at Master-Sir smiling into my face and chuckling at what made me go blank. I kissed him and pulled Him into the bed with me and thanked Him.

The brother was nowhere to be found, i wanted to thank him but was told he left right after i blacked out and went to sleep about an hour ago.

I asked my Owner if he was upset and he laughed. "No silly girl. He used you like I told him to. Yes he Did!!

My first oral orgasm in ages.... It was heaven

RePost: Brother Gone

Hello Everyone!

I wanted to continue this trip down memory road as I prepare and plan for the arrival of my loving brother. 

This was from my FetLife journal after he left and a little peek into what his visit was like.  Although I was not naked or even topless when my brother was around the house, He did get a full look at me when we visited the swing club with His date.

He never said anything good or bad about seeing me being used by other men.  Maybe this time we can talk about that as I would like to be totally open a home an dwith my new house rules, I don't want Master-Sir to be inconvenienced too much

My concern is what it would be like to be fully naked in chains serving my Owner as well as my own brother..

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Its only been a few hours since I left him at the airport and I still feel empty and sad.
Master-Sir gave me a hard ass beating after dinner, but it didn't help....

It was a great week, we had a lot of fun and had some great conversations like we never had before. And we were close growing up. But now, its even better.

Met him at the airport and gave him a big old hug. He wouldn't let me take his bag, saying its not my job (wanna bet??)

I drove him down the Strip, I got him home and showed him his room, how I put out the towels, some shaving and bathing supplies, than went and got him a cold tea. We sat on the patio and talked.
Master-Sir came home, I served him a drink, he took my chair and I sat at his feet. leaning almost on his lap. It felt wonderful.

I so wanted to get naked every time I walked into the house or sat next to my Owner. But I promised my Brother no naked slaves.

We went out for a nice dinner. Had a great time talking. Two gentlemen at my sides!! I felt so special and happy I could say Master-Sir out loud in front of my brother...

My Owner arranged for me to have all the days off from work. Except Thursday I had my usual domestic service duties. Thats the day I go to my Boss's house and clean it. At least I would have one day as a naked slave with a chance of being used.

He came home for lunch, I made him a nice sandwich and afterward, he used me hard and dirty on the kitchen floor. Than spanked me before sending me back to cleaning, smiling and horny for more.

Master-Sir did set my brother up with the roommate of his girlfriend. So he had some female companionship and maybe give us some time alone!! And it worked for one night at least.

My brother made me play tourist. I never was a tourist in Las Vegas. So this was nice to see the town I live in, as other people get to see it. Walk the strip, have some drinks, play a few dollars, see a show and watch the other goofy tourists as my Brother filled me with a 1000 questions about me, my life, my needs to be used and to serve.

With Master-Sirs permission, I showed him some of the toys, my collar, the paddles and floggers. Pointed out the hooks in the ceiling, the cross that is hidden and other kinky things. He just took it all in and wanted to know more.

He asked about the swing club, I agreed we would go there. But by now, the butterflies were coming back. I told him he may have to swallow a little brotherly pride. I may stay dressed or at least into my bra and panties, but there are a couple of men that I serve there. Oral sex, suck cock and let them play with my tits. I am not allowed to hide in a closed room there... He just may have to see me. My face turned red telling him this, but he had to know.

Thank goodness he was the good brother and stayed in the common area most of the time, but his date was fascinated by me and she kept hunting me down to see what I was up to. They went into a room a couple of times, but she just kept finding me.

My brother did admit he will miss me. And miss having his bed made and having his clothes cleaned and having his breakfast waiting...

Master-Sir spent some time with him doing men things. Work int he garage, go to a girlie club, watch a game or two...

Master-Sir promised also him we would visit this winter for a holiday. Not looking forward to the cold, but like to see the family again..

Brotherly Love - Some Background

Good News !!  My borhter has asked my Owner/husband if he could come for a visit over th holidays and Master-Sir has agreed...

A week with my favorite (and only) brother!

Since I am to be honest and want you to understand what this means, here is a repost of my FetLife journal from last year when He visited.

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This will be an ongoing project as I ponder and poke my way through a problem I have.
My older brother has asked to come to stay with us for a week while he is visiting Las Vegas. Not his first, but his longest and one not related to his work.

How do I deal with my life and our home?

Master-Sir has given me some guidelines and has insisted that I figure out the rest. Since I am the one who knelled before him and promised a life as His slave.

1) My loving brother has been like a best friend to my Owner. They talk often, almost more than I do and when we are there, they hang out together. Master-Sir has always offered our place to him if he ever makes out to Las Vegas.
2) Master-Sir has (with my consent) outed us as Master/slave to a few of his relatives. They stay here and are aware of my role in his life and his Uncle has use of me.
3) When vanilla family are here, I am allowed one piece of clothing and shoes. Usually a long sun dress type of an outfit. I eat at the table and act "normal"
4)The hooks and other attachments stay in the ceilings and walls, the main toy box is kept in the main room and I am to still use the slave bathroom when they are here, but I do get to close the garage door.

My brother and I have always had a very close and wonderful relationship. He likes the fact that I have finally found happiness with a man. He enjoys seeing the way I react to my husband and treat him with such respect. As my Owner does the same to me.

Growing up, my brother has been my defender from school kids teasing and bullying because of my weight. He has seen me naked several times growing up and into my teen years and even watched as I gave my boyfriend (his best friend) a blow job a few times in the car.

When Master-Sir has his family is here, I feel miserable not being able to be myself and to serve like I normally do. So Master-Sir said it was up to me to tell my brother as much or as little as I want. To feel better and to trust my brother with the truth or to make it lite and a bit kinky while making me miserable..

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6/10
Called my brother to talk about his trip, family and things. My goal was to approach him on how kinky he is or open to things. It was a bit difficult to come out and ask him, but with this being Las Vegas, "sin city" - I asked him what clubs he was thinking of going to and what all he wanted me to show him, Letting him know I have seen everything here. From the big strip shows to the swing clubs to the small magic shows.
He laughed at the swing club, but came clean saying he would have no problem if we were to go there as a couple (cheaper) or as a three some. Than he asked about the kinky rooms. The ones with the ropes and chains.
That changed the conversation and finally gave me what I was really looking for. I was now able to ask him what he thought if we were into that stuff. He actually said he was not surprised by the way I treat my "husband" the way we act together and he thought my husband was the alpha male with our relationship.
First mission accomplished and time to change the topic. I assured him that I would leave him enough time to find things out on his own and give him space if he found a willing partner while here. His secrets would be safe with me as I hoped he would do the same for me. .

6/15
Our conversation tonight went down memory lane. Apparently our talk about swing clubs and other "adult" adventures jogged a memory he wanted solved.
When he was in High School, Mom and Dad threatened to punish him if he did not start to clean up his room, make his bed and put his laundry in the hamper before school each day.
So on the day this new rule was to happen, he was thinking about a test or some other thing and forgot. On my way down the hall and out the door to meet the bus, I swooped into his room. Made his bed, straighten a few things out, grabbed the dishes he had and the dirty clothes. Put the clothes in the hamper and the dish in the dishwasher as I went out the door.
On the bus, he got nervous remembering what he forgot to do. I told him not to worry, i did it for him. He thanked me. Than asked what he would have to owe me to have me do that more often? I said I would have to think about that.
So I did. everyday before school, i would go thru his room and make the bed, straighten things out and go off for the bus.
Tonight he asked me why I did that? And why I never asked for anything in return. But I reminded him that I did. he just didn't know it. I asked for and got His love, respect and his protection from the school bullies.
Plus it just felt good to do something for my big brother who had more important things to worry about. Like his grades improving to play sports. making his bed was the least I could do.
He ended the conversation with a comment about how I just seemed to be happy when I am helping others. Serving... I told him he was right. That I like to do that to only the important people in my life. Than he asked if he was still an important person in my life?
Hmm, interesting way to end our conversation.

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6/17
Where does the time go? My brother will be here in less than 10 days! I it figured out to longer than that.
Tonight's conversation was short. He called first to talk about dad on Father's Day. Than he got to the point. Am I a slave or a submissive??
He was talking to Dad and they got onto a conversation about mom and that I guess led into some thought he had about their relationship, our earlier conversation about alpha male and service and than the light went off in his head.
I was outed.
Never in my life had I lied to my brother and I wasn't about to start, So I answered that I am my Husbands slave. Not a submissive, but a slave. Did that news bother him? No. But he needed to go and we will talk later.
Hmm... He sounded happy that he knew the truth and left on a good note.

6/19
My loving brother sent me a very long, twisted and wonderful email. He is glad I found my happy place and knows it would be difficult for me to hide that from him while he is here.
His desire while here is to have fun, gamble a little, see a few shows and spend as much time as possible with his kid sister.
He is also fascinated by the kink or in my case, the lifestyle and would have no problem seeing it in action. With a few requests. No sex in public or in front of him, no nudity and no painful punishments or play while he is in the house. Please.
The thought of hearing someone beat his sister, may send him into fits and anger. It's just the brother-protector side of him..
The words, the name calling, the way we relate to each other would be an "educational experience." He wrote.
I responded by asking him to keep what he learns here, to himself. I also let him know that unless he says otherwise, my none sexual, clothed services will extend to him and to please let enjoy what he can while here.
The letter was a wonderful thing to read. It answered a lot of questions. Maybe tonight, the last bit of my nervousness will go away!

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6/24
He called to say he was all packed and looking forward to his trip here. I asked him about his routine. Waking up, breakfast, meals, etc... he thought i was grilling him like I was writing a book or something evil like that! when I explained that I will be the ultimate host and as the ultimate host, she needs to know his desired meals and making sure he is happy, so I also need to know his routine.
We agreed he would let me know when it was too much of something. No nudity or sex, but the serving and the names will stay as they always do. He will see a lighter side of my submission.
A full week of my Brother!! He really has his schedule full of things to see and do. He even has a couple of ladies he met online (??) and wants to go out club'ing with them. That's good, because I hate doing the party thing!
Master-Sir has allowed me to have today and tomorrow off to get everything ready and to meet him at the airport. Than Thursday I spend cleaning my Boss's house. So I do have some free time to spend with my brother, alone.
I cleaned up the guest bedroom. Out clean sheets on, put some condoms, lube and a few toys in the bedside stand. Made sure the fresh towels are there and a nice candle !
I really wanted to thank everyone for their kind words of encouragements, assistance on how and what to say to him and just being there for a shoulder to lean on and talk to about this.
My butterflies went from nervous butterflies ot anxious butterflies!
Master-Sir has given me some free time to be off line and so I will be silent for awhile on here, but will respond to emails and PM's
Have a great week! I know I will!