Doors Open, Door Close and Other Things

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Comparing Notes

Just so you all know – This post was done with the permission of both our Master’s/Owners with no restrictions or previous input from either of them.  Thank You Sir’s!

Today I got a call from Slave Haley who said she was reading my last few posts and thought maybe we should have lunch today sp we could talk and maybe exchange notes.  So I ask my Owner’s permission and that of my Boss /Dom who gave me an extra hour if I needed it.  (We did!)   So I  had a lunch date with my new slave sister!  It’s becoming such a great relief and fun to have another slave being just a phone call away.

After the last week or so, it was nice to get away from it and to be able to sit on furniture, relax and see another slave and to hear her views on what I have posted lately without our Owner’s around.  She also had to tell me (or vent?) with what is going on in her life.  Slave Haley is a goddess amongst slaves!  She seemed to so totally understand what was going thru my head as I wrote about the ultimate humiliation and her reflections from her first Owner and some of the humiliating things he would make her do. What others thought was the worst things to happen to her were actually the best and most memorable as it hurt to our core and opened our souls up to show ourselves what we really crave and desire to make our lives slave

She opened up about what others thought was the worst things to happen to her were actually the best and most memorable as it hurt to our core and opened our souls up to show ourselves what we really crave and desire to make our lives slave complete. Not to mention just what we will really do to show our Owners just how much they truly own us and our obedience knows no bounds.  She was so F’ing right.

When we ordered, she had to call her Owner to ask if she could have a soda with her lunch because he only allows her water at home and that is drank out of a dish like mine on the floor.  He was nice and thought this talk deserved a treat so He allowed her to.  He also reminded her of the rule that when we are together, we need to be together.  She answered like I do “Yes Sir”, smiled and hung up.  They are such a wonderfully matched master and slave.

Yes, when one of us needed to use the ladies room, we called our Owners for permission and had to go together.  For women, going to the restroom as a group is not a big deal, I think that’s just what we naturally do growing up!  But it makes the Master’s feel like it’s part of our humiliation and we roll with it. It’s when we have to use the same stall or help one with a butt plug or something that makes it truly humiliating!  This time it was just we had to go together after getting our Owner’s permission.

From talking, you can tell that Master Jerry is deep in love with her and I think she is at the same point. Understandably, she is just having concerns about the age gap. She is much older than He is and fears the gap may be more difficult as she gets older (she is in her 60’s) and as always there is that “what if”:  What if…  He really wants kids/Finds a younger prettier girl/slave?  Because of him, she is in better financial shape and she knows He is in control of it all with the clause that it is HER money in reality.  He is managing it for her and as her Master, He can do with as He wants.  She trusts Him as much as I trust my Owner so the fear is not as real as it could be. But as women and as slaves who are aging, it can be a fear that keeps us awake at night. Thankfully my Owner drew up the papers to make sure I was totally taken care of no matter what happens to Him or to us.

Slave Haley kept telling me to stop putting ideas into Master Jerry’s head.  But I already think they were there.  She fears having to become his piss bucket the more He talks about how I talk about it. She has done it on occasion for her first Master and Master Jerry has pee’d on her in the shower, but that is it.  I laughed when I told to wait until summer time and the pool parties.  he may have other ideas. She was not happy with that thought.

She told me how He allows her to sleep with Him most nights.  A few night a week, she is on the floor “just because”  with only a blanket and an old pillow.  The smile on her face gave it away on how happy she is that He took her notes on her first Master/husband on kneeling at the table, hand feeding and other things that make her feel so loved and used.  She really missed all those years in between Master’s when she was just a little old lady in the community and had to live the vanilla life. Now she has her life back and feels younger and happier by being able to serve like that.

She was talking about how Master Jerry and herself are trying to find a way to keep her a slave while still giving her something to do during the day.  Some freelance type work like housekeeping (she hopes not) maybe some bookkeeping since she managed her Master’s business for so many years before or other projects. I hope Master Jerry can find soemthing that  uses her talents and makes her a better slave to Him.

We talked about how my Owner is not fucking me while hers is fucking and spanking her often.  I think she tried to be gentle and make sound like it is not as much as it really is.  But her bruises on her ass and tits say she is paddled often and makes me jealous! He doesn’t have a girlfriend and she doesn’t know if He is even looking for one.  She sometimes wished He would because He deserves it, then there are times she hopes he’s not.  That fear thing again!

Lucky Her, Master Jerry is also not such a neat freak as my owner is, so they spend a little more time before bedtime being together.  He is not so concerned with a clean and orderly house at night because he knows she will get to it during the day.

Although she is naked in the house 24/7, she has yet to be made to sexual serve anyone else but my Owner when he is there.  She blushed a little when she admitted she would like to be more like me in that area but not many people come to the house. Master Jerry is not yet ready to share her with too many others.

It was a really nice lunch and as I write this, it sounds really boring.  But I needed that.  something to show me that I am not the only one who likes to live this life and that my Love is in the right place.

 

Photo: The Upper Floor

It is such a huge turn on when one of our Master’s uses us both for His sexual pleasures.   i love it!

 

 

#SlaveHaley http://www.mybitchslavesjournal.com/slave/comparing-notes/

Master-Sir Starts Fishing

The New Year is already starting out to be a very good year for me.  The biggest convention in town is keeping me busy with lots of over time.  Master-Sir is taking this time to find a new girlfriend. Or at least a new play toy and has kept to His promise and has ignored me since the New Year other than His usual needs from me.  On Tuesday He did tell me to expect a phone call from a woman and to answer her honestly and not to ask her any questions.  The tease and the humiliation was already starting and the new year was only a few days old!

I was working with some VIP’s who came in town for the convention. They wanted some show tickets and dinner reservations for a large group.  Not impossible, but not really easy on short notice. My phone rang and it was Her.  She asked me if i was married to Him.  I said that I belong to Him.  I wanted to ask her her name, but knew I was not allowed to.

Then I braced for the usual questions.  But they didn’t come.  “I can fuck Him with or without you there?”  “If we fuck at His place, you will be there if I want and serve us drinks then clean up after us?”  My answer was “Yes, mam, of course.  I want to make sure He enjoys you, I do what I can to help make that happen.  I love Him and want Him to be happy”.  She laughed.

She continued this unusual conversation.  “Does he make you cum?  I mean like a rock star cum?”  I paused, not sure how to answer this because I am not sure what He has told her.  So I was honest.  Telling her I am not allowed to cum, but I know His last girlfriend had some very loud and powerful orgasms while I was in the next room. She laughed again.  “He told me you would be honest in your answers.  I like that.”

Final question was if I thought He was ever going to fuck me again?  So she knew I was being put in chastity.   I had to pause at that.  I am sure I was blushing just as much as I was making a wet spot on my towel on my chair.  She asked if I was offended by the question.  But I wasn’t. I actually enjoy the questions.   “No Mam.  He fucks who He wants and if it’s not me, I’m ok with that. He likes them prettier than I am and He enjoys me in other ways. So please make Him happy.  I know You will enjoy having sex with Him.”   She paused, thanked me and hung up.   That was it.  I sent Master-Sir a text telling him she called.  He responded with a “Good slave.  Get back to work”

Get back to work?  After I just talked to a mystery woman who was wanting to know if she could have sex with my Master.  The thought of having a new woman in His life made me smile, made me angry and made me horny.  Would I get to meet her?  Will I get to watch them?  Will He have her sleep over?  Will I be sent to my room or be able to sleep on the floor next to them?

When He came home, Master-Sir never said a word about her or if He has had sex with her or his plans for her, for me.  He just had that smile on His face He has when He has a new woman in His life.  After dinner, I cleaned up and sat at His side in the living room when His phone rang. It was Her, I knew it from His smile.  He answered and said hello to her.  Made some small talk then explained He just finished dinner and was enjoying a cold beer and some tv.

Then He moved His chair up and forced my Head into His lap.  I undid His belt and pants as He got His cock out and fed it to my mouth.  Pushing my head all the way down to His groin.  “No, she’s here. She is sucking my cock as we talk.  Well, not sucking, just about to choke on it.”  Pause.  “she’s naked, I always keep her naked so she knows she’s not anyone special.  Just something I use for my pleasures.  Another pause.  “No, she likes that.  In fact, if I were to feel her pussy, I would bet its wet.  Probably in need of a shave, but very wet.  She likes it that way and so do I.”

The talk was getting me wet and He was getting very hard.  Choking off my air, but I knew He didn’t care.  This was for His pleasure and I was to suffer for Him to tease Her.  Whoever Her was.  Master-Sir continued His hot talk with her and His torment with me.  “Trust me when I say after we have sex, she will know.  I always make sure she knows.”  He was right.  I can usually smell her on Him. He likes to make sure I know He has had pussy. He likes to make sure i get the taste and the scent of His conquest afterward.

Master-Sir spent a few more minutes talking dirty to her and slowly fucking my mouth with His cock.  He wished her a good night and hung up.  He grabbed me by my hair and pulled His cock out of my mouth so I was looking into His eyes.  He smiled, kissed me and told me I was a good slave for not making a sound and He shoved His cock back into my mouth as I felt His manhood starting to pulse. The tears in my eyes were starting to dry as I felt that fullness and got excited about what was to cum.

He quickly grabbed my hair again and pulled me off His cock as I saw my reward spurt out.  He has never done that.  He never has allowed me to waste His reward, His cum.  But He held me off His cock and looked at me and His cock as it shot off onto the carpet.

I was crushed.  He has never done that before.  I was pulling against Him, wanting to catch it.  I was fighting with myself and His hold on my hair to not let it go to waste.  He smiled again, telling me to stop, to kneel.  I obeyed as I also started to cry.   I was straining my eyes to watch as He smiled at what He saw on the floor.

Master-Sir stood up and put His pants back on, telling me to clean up my mess as He walked away.    I never moved so fast to lick the floor clean without wondering what else I may be tasting. I didn’t care. I wanted to taste my owner.  Licking His cum off the fibers of the carpet was what He wanted, i would do it. Knowing He enjoyed the humiliation and the pain of being so rejected by Him in that manner.  He enjoyed it as much as I was turned on by it.  I was no longer good enough to even have Him cum in my mouth. I had to lick it from the floor as He smiled and walked away.

He returned and sat down, ordered me to get Him a fresh drink and allowed me to enjoy one as well as He turned the TV back on and finished watching the show while petting my hair.  Letting me lay my head on His lap and have Him stroke my hair as He again told me how good I was for behaving like a good slave all day.  I was?

I am loved and I love how He owns me.

I hope she makes Him happy and that I get to serve her for Him. Whoever she is

 

 

Photo: A slave enjoying a man’s cock without using her hands while others watch and get used as well, turns me on!  I love to be used in the open like that
The Upper Floor

 

#Girlfriend, #SexualHumiliation http://www.mybitchslavesjournal.com/slave/master-sir-starts-fishing/

Welcome 2017 - The Normal!

Oh yes, the new Year is here and I am already loving it.  We were able to get Master-Sir’s house put back to normal.  Decorations gone, family gone and everything just gets that New year Refresh!

On my las post, I talked about my parents and their view of me and my life here.  I love and honor my parents and understand their concern for me.  But it always bothered me how they would make small comments occasionally about what I gave up there to move west and be with a man they never met before I married Him.

Although I am an honest person, there are some things I needed to embellish when I explained why I left Chicago and moved to Phoenix, married a man and took a job in the Hotel business when my background was in retail Managment.  I could not exactly say that I worked as a lowly maid and in order to get that job, I have to give my boss a blowjob every morning and that He fucks your daughter in the ass as a reward for cleaning this house properly every week.

The move to Las Vegas was a little easier because it was a bump up into Administrative management.  But I could not tell them I was moving here because my boss got a promotion and His use of me was part of the job offer.   They still had concerns because it was Las Vegas of all places.  They want the best for the kids, I get that and that I did kind of make what could be seen as sudden judgment calls when I left them to move here.

They love my husband and the life they think we lead.  But it wasn’t until they finally came out here to see how we live and where I work and that I am happy to be here and not there.  Of course I was in pure Hell the entire time because I was not where I really wanted to be: Naked and kneeling at the side of my Owner, not my husband, as we all sat around the dining room table and talked each night!

They are now much more pleasant to talk to on the phone and when they left, I could feel they were much more relaxed than in other times when we visited and parted ways.  They smiled more and Mom has Her smile really back on.  Her voice sounds chirpier and Her emails are friendlier.  She is finally, truly happy for me.   And I am happy too!

It feels good to finally be able to come home, get naked and kiss the feet of my Owner, thanking Him for allowing me to be His slave, even if I was vanilla and miserably happy! I can now kneel at His side happy as He feeds me my meal from His hands or my bowl.  It all seems better and brighter in the new year.

New Year’s we stayed home here.  Master Jerry, slave Haley spent the day and past Midnight here.  Jason and His girlfriend stopped by to say hello before heading to a party.  Mistress and slave Boi were here for the final couple of hours of the old year and we all cheered in the new year.

Master-Sir normally likes to fucks me at the stroke of Midnight but he decided not to this year.  Instead, Master-Sir wanted to feed my need for some humiliation and exhibition while putting on a show for our friends who were either dressed slave owners or naked slave,  He asked Mistress if slave Boi could fuck me one last time this year.  So after making sure everyone had fresh drinks, i was instructed to “fluff” slave boi.  his cage had been off a few minutes so he was instantly hard.  I was ordered on my back and my legs spread.  Slave Boi was ordered to lick my pussy before being allowed to fuck me.

The feel of it all was getting me very wet and very embarrassed.  I always do love when Master-Sir makes me the side show. The fact that we were being told to have sex while others drank, ate and joked about us and what they were also watching on tv makes the scene so hot, I wish I could describe it better.  You are haveing sex in front of people who may or may not care.  The fact that we did not have a choice nor could we really could not enjoy each other ebcause of the other people talking.  No intimacy, no chance for much emotions.  Just “put on a show and get it over with”  I love that feeling of being nothing more than a piece of entertainment.

Master Jerry added to it by ordering slave Haley to kneel next to me and watch me just added to it all.  I wanted to hug slave boi as He put his wonderful cock in me, but I was not allowed to.  Slave Boi was getting to fuck me and I was not allowed to even enjoy that.  I was just there as I am for the Master’s, a cum bucket, nothing more.  Making me the lowest thing int he house.  I love it.  I wasn’t even allowed to suck His cock clean after he came.  That was left to slave Haley.  She got to taste Him taste me.  I was left to let His reward drip out of me and onto the floor where I was told to lick it up afterward.  Master-Sir wanted to make sure 2016 went out with me knowing I am His property and nothing more.  I love Him!

We all shared a toast of champagne as the new Year hit in Las Vegas and the crowds cheered.  I wasn’t sure what was in store for the new year.  Master-Sir immediately afterward ordered me to kneel and grabbing my hair, pulled me upstairs to the Master bedroom where He finally fucked my ass dry and hard, pulling out almost immediately after He came.  Shoving His dirty covered cock in my mouth, He let me know that I need to get used to my pussy being ignored.  That my ass and mouth will be His only fuck hole on me in the new year.  What better way for a humiliation slut slave to ring in the new year than being told that??  I loved it!

If that is true, it will be a very emotionally painful new year for this slave.  If it is to be, I will accept it, hoping that the pain can be filled in other ways as I serve my Owner. There was no other response as he ordered me back on the floor and downstairs to find the others coming from other rooms with their slaves on the floor and looking well used as well.   As the Owners said their good nights to each other, the slaves cleaned up the house, we kissed each other and smiled at the new year.  A new tradition started?  A new Normal?  The slaves and their Owners together more often?  More abuse to look forward to?  We all giggled a little so they would not hear us.  One more kiss and we returned to the living room to join our owners at their feet.

I was ordered to put slave boi’s cock cage back on while slave Haley got Mistress’s coat.  Slave boi got his coat and walked out to the car on His leash.  Slave Haley kissed my Owner’s feet then He kissed her on the lips and they hugged.  I did the same with Master Jerry who whispered in my ear that He will fuck me soon. I smiled and thanked Him. Slave Haley got their coats and they left.

I was told to make up the bed, I will be sleeping with Him tonite.  As I walked up the stairs, Master-Sir stopped me. Told me to crawl like a good bitch slave should.  I smiled, apologized and got on my hands and knees and crawled up the stairs with my Owner right behind me.

In bed, my Owner held me, hugged me and fingered my pussy until I came hard with permission.  It was wonderful!  He then ordered me to worship His cock, not to suck it, but He wanted me to worship it and love it until He told me to stop.   For the first time in my life, I can say I feel asleep with a cock in my mouth!   What a nice feeling to wake up and feel your mouth filled with His manhood.  He was also asleep.  So I just crawld up into His arms and fell back to sleep.

Happy New Year!

Photo: Public Disgrace

 

n front of the others who were watching the new Year’s Festivities on the TV, slave boi and I had to lay on the floor and take directiosn from our Owners as he fucked me.  .  This year was different because everyone was at our place and the slaves were proplery naked.  After we cheered, the Owners took their slaves to differnt rooms and used them as they wanted to.  .  it was just a few minutes past the hour He pulled my by my hair to the MasterBedroom and fucked my ass hard and dry.  Cheering in the new year and spanking my ass afterward.  I felt loved, warm and happy for all the lessing I have.

 

#MasterJerry, #Mistress, #NewYear, #SlaveBoi, #SlaveHaley http://www.mybitchslavesjournal.com/slave/welcome-2017-the-normal/

The Greatest Gift Yet

Master-Sir has made it very clear that He now intends to only pussy fuck His beautiful girlfriend, Miss Becky and to use me only for anal cum dumps, blowjobs, and urinal duties. That is His privilege as a slave owner and I appreciate that he has been so honest with His intentions for me and... http://wp.me/p6FZtn-mU

Holiday Updates

By the time most of you read this, this lucky obedient slave should be kneeling naked at her Owner"s feet in a nice hotel room in Wisconsin, waiting to go meet up with her brother and his darling girlfriend for some breakfast.

Yes, naked, kneeling on the cold floor of a hotel room in the winter state of Wisconsin.  Master-Sir will keep me that way when we are alone and for the record, He will keep the room cool if not cold with me naked while He stays properly dressed and warm.  I will still be required to wear a skirt or dress and no panties when we go out. My pussy will be frozen by noon I am sure! A slave will suffer for Her Master"s pleasures.

Master-Sir got in some hot sex before we left with Mistress and I was allowed to watch them while holding their drinks, then sent in to suck Him clean and lick her to orgasm.  she held my head while I attended to her soft pussy.  As a Holiday bonus, Master-Sir told her He needed a good fuck with her since there will be no pussy available until he returns. A good humiliating plug for His slave.  Meaning I will not be used for His sexual pleasures at all on this trip.  Just the usual morning urinal and mouth fuck if I am lucky.

Master Jerry gave me a "pity" fuck while He was here for the games on Sunday.  He took me outside on the patio and fucked me quickly while also pulling my hair and slapping my tits.  He told me to enjoy His cock in my pussy because it may be the last time this year He will want to use me.  Not sure what that meant, but I really enjoyed the fuck, licking His cock and the cruelty He served upon me.

My family has all their plans made for their Christmas trip out here.   Brother and His lady will take my room.  Mom and Dad will be in the spare room and my two sisters will stay at the resort where I work.  I will not be topless or naked while my parents are around, but I will be topless if only my brother and His lady are here.  No other signs of my Ownership will be presented. I will be allowed to be dressed and look just like a 1950"s wife who dots over her man with love and attention to His every need.

My Owner confirmed my worst fear. One of the times we were at the swingers club with my brother, and I was in the glory hole, I gave a blowjob to my brother without either of us knowing it.  Master-Sir realized it and told my brother after it was done, but never said anything to me.  It was not planned, it just happened.  He said He enjoyed it anyways.  Just not sure how I can face Him and not be embarrassed.

I am not looking forward to the cold, I have packed plenty of warm clothes for my Owner with Him not allowing me too many warm things.  A few paddles and my butt plug were also packed.  A metal butt plug shoved up a bare ass in Wisconsin cold?

Thanksgiving will be at my older sisters house. I will volunteer to arrive early, clean the house and set everything up.  Then I will make sure everyone has fresh drinks and plenty of snacks. I will be the happy hostess with the smile as I make sure my Owner is proud of my service to my family.  Several aunts and uncles will also be there. Ok, maybe not exactly volunteer.  my Owner told me what He expects of me while here.  Being the family domestic wench is job number 2 after serving His needs.

Wherever you may be on Thanksgiving, I hope you are safe and surrounded by loved ones. I know I will be.

Thank You for being my friend and always reading what I have to write. No matter how boring or obscene it may be.  I love my life and can"t see living it any other way.

Thank You

Bitch Slave

 

 

 

Thinking Out loud - Mistress is My Life

Master-Sir has been spending a lot more time of His free time with Mistress since He ended the relationship with Miss Becky. Sometimes she brings her husband/slave boi, but most times she comes alone or He goes to her place. She loves to be the Mistress to my Master-Sir, I am not allowed to talk to her, only answer any questions.  She loves to ignore me until she needs me, something I love and she has such a way with her commands to stand, squat, face in corner, etc...  I love it and makes me wet.

Her and Master-Sir can spend hours together and talk about almost anything while I follow along, sit at His feet or stand in a corner.  Since her commands are to be followed as if they came from my Owner, she has created some rules I am to follow when serving her or following her commands.

When she enters the house, she gets the usual feet kissing as I remove her shoes and stockings.  I am to kneel on the floor at her side if not with my Owner.  When she orders me into the corner, i am to face the corner with my nose touching it and to hold open my ass.  I am no longer allowed to talk to her except to answer her questions.  Why?  I"m not sure, but that"s how she wants me, silent and obedient.

When she is here for meals, I am to cook then serve her and my Owner then kneel between them. She will feed me her scraps as does my Owner and I am to eat them all.  No other food is allowed except what I am hand fed or placed in a dish/plate and put on the floor in front of me.  My dish or plate is to be licked clean before I am allowed to remove it and clean up after them.

She and Master-Sir will talk about me and she likes to use degrading terms that she knows will turn me on and humiliate me.  Its as if she knows me better than my owner does.  But I also know women are the meanest to other women, so she knows what I am thinking and feeling.

Last night while she was in the shower before they had sex, I tried to ask Master-Sir about slave-boi and He told me not to ask that question. If I am to know, she or He will tell me.  I am the slave and I will behave like one when she is here.   I still get to see Him and we fuck when I take the cars to get cleaned, but He is not allowed to talk about it either.  Yes, He enjoys fucking my pussy, but its the only pussy He gets to fuck and its always in the open.  We are not allowed to do it privately or on our terms.  It"s their little world and we are truly just the house slaves in it.

After they had sex, I was called to clean up. While I was licking my Owners cum from her beautiful pussy, she began to talk about me with Him.  Asking when was the last time He fucked "the bitch slave"?e.  He asked which hole?  He only uses my mouth currently. In the morning for either a blow job or His urinal and then maybe a blowjob before bed if He"s up to it.  He told her my pussy is of no interest to Him anymore.  It"s always wet and sloppy while my ass is very tight.  That"s why His friends prefer my ass but will still use my pussy for an occasional  pity fuck or just to have a quick hole to dump into.   The words were cutting me sharp and painful.  But I loved every one of them.

He continued to tell her that at the swing club, the older men like to line up and fuck me on a constant basis, like an assembly line.  They request that I be in the glory hole more than He planned to have me there.  He teased (or not) that in the glory hole, I have sucked some men I would know on a regular basis at work or in public and maybe even my brother a time or two when He was in town. That freaked me out but I did not ask about that comment later. Maybe I should have because I am not sure if he was messing with me or honest about it.

This woman has me in her hand and on my mind.  She talks a lot about my "well-padded ass and tight hole"  and that maybe Master-Sir should either have my pussy stitched closed or maybe rent it out to some desperate men in some of the more low-life clubs in town while He fucks prettier and sexier women, real women like herself.    He agreed that the idea was a good one and I know He likes to make me suffer by ignoring my pussy.  "Set up a weekly gang bang in some sleazy hotel over by naked city" was her last comment.  "Ask for a quarter a fuck just to see how desperate they are to fuck such a floppy pussy  like that".

The more cutting her words are especially with her ways of saying them, I just want to curl up and cry or kiss her feet and never leave them.  Either way, she always seems to leave me wet and wanting while knowing I am not allowed to ask for relief.  She will often have me roll over in front of her while she rubs her feet on my pussy, telling me what a "good bitch" I am and to play with myself for her entertainment. Then sit there and watch me whither around on the floor, shoving my fingers into my pussy trying to climax while she push"s her toes further into me as well, laughing at the scene I am making.

How can she do this? How can I keep from forgetting what she does to me?  I think about it at work and a crave to hear her biting words when she is here. They are not the bad words that I fear, but she just has a way with the words she does use that makes me quiver and smile as much as I cower and cry.  She loves to see me tear up then backs off and moves me into another direction.

I most enjoy, I believe, how she can ignore me while telling my Owner what a wonderful fluffy pet He has and how she loves to play with "her".   I swear her and Miss Evvy have talked by some of the words she uses and commands she gives me.  Even on the nights she is here and they do nothing but watch TV or talk about life, she finds some way to include humiliating me and using me as her toy, her towel or her servant to be abused and ignored.

It has become so bad with me, that I really get excited when I am sucking Master-Sir"s cock and can smell her on Him.  I love it and try even harder to suck her smell in while He is filling my mouth with His cum.  Or maybe I am just desperate to be well used by anther woman like I was with Miss Evvy.  Desperation can do strange things to a person!

I love it, I hate it, I love humiliation, I love being humiliated by her.  I crave the need to be used by master-Sir while He tells He he has no need for my pussy.  I want it, bt I know its not my choice and will obey what He tells me.  It is the life I love.

Thank you All for Reading, Following and emailing me your thoughts.

This one is one I just don"t know how to handle.

 

 

 

 

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Holiday Planning

Yes, I am a happy slave, a happy slave!!  The Holidays will be one major whirlwind of excitement, nerves, and stress, but I am a happy slave! My family will be here and I get to see everyone!

Master-Sir recently told me to start to make the plans.  He wants us to go back to Wisconsin and Chicago for Thanksgiving to see my family, some friends, and parts of His family.  For Christmas, my family wants to all come here.  Yes, all of them.  my sisters, my brother, my mother, and my father!  All here in Las Vegas.  Master-Sir has invited them all to come to Las Vegas.  My parents and my brother will stay with us, we got my sister"s rooms at the hotel.

My Family, Here?!

When Master-Sir first told me of the idea, I was shocked and scared.  My Family? Here??  Now I am nervous and panicking!  We have a spare bedroom that my parents will stay in.  My brother quickly claimed my slave bedroom as His since He is also bringing out His girlfriend who He says happens to be very submissive.  That way no one will go thru my things in there and start to wonder why the bedroom has all those weird toys, leather things and hooks everywhere.

I know my Owner is joking when He tells me I will still be His slave when they are here. Nude and obedient.  His smile gives that away.  Plus He and my brother have been talking about that.  How do you hide a bathroom without a door?  A Master Bedroom that is not one inch feminine and the dog dish?  My parents would have the cops here the first ten minutes they entered the house if they saw me nude, kneeling and wanting to kiss their feet as they entered the house.

This will be the first time my entire family has been out here since we were married and Mom is making a big deal out of that.  Master-Sir has hinted at maybe renewing our marriage vows in front of them while they are here!  That"s why I know He will not be too demanding on me as a Master while they are here.  I so dearly want to say those magical words "Honor and Obey" in front of the family to my Owner!

Master-Sir has said it would be strictly a family holiday.  No girlfriends, friends or anyone else would come around while they are here.  I would not be their slave or be used sexually or domestically by anyone else while the family is here.   I will also be allowed to sleep in His bed with Him.  So now I need to know just what part of my slavery He will have me display or for them to see.

I do know when we go back to Chicago, we will not be seeing Uncle-Sir, He will be with friends in Hawaii!! As well, He may or may not show up here for Christmas for the same reason. That is actually a relief. I know He would want to make a scene or do something with me as His slave.

My older sister is a great cook and loves the holidays. Its the only time I ever see her really smile.  She has already told me she wants to cook and let me be the service sister.  Clean up and get everyone drinks, snacks, etc..  My older sister?? Who knows.  Maybe she will find a husband while she is here.

If I were your slave, how much of me would you share with the family?

Please tell me!

So what are your plans for the holidays??

 

Photo: Training of O

 

 

My Confession

They say that confession clears the soul and opens the body to new opportunities, I hope that is true because here is my confession:

I look at what I did as fulfilling a long naughty fantasy I had as well as following the orders of my Owner.  Some of you had asked privately and others had hinted on what could happen when cleaning Steve"s place while knowing I had a secret admirer next door.  Realizing that I had a minute or two where I may have crossed the line of decency and other things that make me a bad person?  Naughty slave?

Yet, i can say that it felt good to have someone admire you from afar as you toiled away in your submissive nudity or being topless in my case.  To have a younger set of eyes oogle you as your floppy tits bounce around and your fluffy body is being exposed in a naughty way that maybe should not have been so open to viewing.

But yes, on my last day over at Steve"s house, while His lovely wife and He were off doing medical appointments, I was cleaning the last part of the house with all the curtains, I was topless when I saw the teenage neighbor boy trying not to be seen as He watched me from His bedroom.  Master-Sir had told me the next time I catch Him doing it, to give Him a show.  So I did.  I stood there, in his view, cleaning the same windows that had been cleaned before.  My boobs were out, my nipples were hard as I imagined a real man standing there watching me work while He was masturbating to me.  Ordering me to get on my knees and suck His manhood after I have properly cleaned  His House on my hands and knees using a small sponge.  Being forced to expose myself to Him while He stood back and teased me with His erect cock.

Yes, I can fantasize!

After I had finished cleaning the window again, I reached under my skirt to feel my wetness and tasted myself.  I smiled his way and saw the curtain move quickly.  Soon after, the entire curtain covered the window.  A few minutes later, He reappeared in the backyard, smiling at me as I smiled at Him.  I wasn"t topless there, but I wasn"t totally dressed either.  :)

I asked if He liked what He saw?  He blushed so cute, nodded His head yes, smiled and went back into the house.

Master-Sir was humorously pleased with what I had done, my reaction as well as the neighbor"s.

Steve and His wife are now back on their feet, the medical issues are resolved and He is back at work smiling like the old Steve I knew and loved.