Hello to All.

Yes, I know, I’m not back to regular posting.  But I needed to tell you about this one.  It was a wonderful, unusual night for me to serve my master and three friends I had never met.

Sorry, it’s a long one, but I needed to get it all said and out.. 

Last week, Master-Sir sent me a strange text. He was telling me that I would be serving several men tonight for a meeting. He will have the dinner on the grill; I am making the condiments.

I will be on speech restrictions; I can only say “yes Sir”, “No Sir”, or” Thank you, Sir,”, unless asked a specific question, then I am to answer the question honestly.

He has me in lingerie most evenings now, but I was to be nude tonight. They will have full use of my holes if requested or wanted.

When I got home, he was in his office. I did my usual entrance, got naked, and was sent to the kitchen to get everything ready.

The doorbell rang, and I went to answer it.  An older man in a very well-tailored suit was standing there.  “You must be the slave?” was all He said. I answered Him politely as I walked Him into Sir’s office.

By the time the third man rang the doorbell, Master-Sir had moved out to the patio and started the steaks as they talked business.

When Master-Sir sat down, He pointed to His side for me to keel or lay.  This comforted me as I was nervous about not knowing who these men were. They were all older and well-dressed. Managers or something along that line.

As I served them the dinner, Master-Sir had me kneel at His side and fed me His scraps. The man sitting next to Him started to do the same thing. When he first stuck His hand down with a piece of meat, I looked up at my Owner for guidance. Master-Sir gave me a smile that told me to enjoy His offerings. I did. I ate the food and licked His fingers each time it was offered.

When things moved to the living room, they started to talk about the upcoming F1 Grand Prix race here in Las Vegas. This is when I realized these were powerful people. They talked openly about things only a few people should know and in detail.

At one point, the first man stood up and walked over to my Master. He put His hand on me, looked at my Owner, and smiled. “May I?”, Master-sir smiled as he told Him to “Go for it”. He then reminded the man that all three of my holes were open for His use and abuse.

I crawled like a dog to the spare room just behind this man. He shut the door and smiled down at me. He started to take off His suit, He handed the pieces to me as I folded them properly and laid them on a chair.

He started to talk about how He thought my “husband” was joking when he mentioned that His “wife” is also His slave and can be used for sex. “But here you are”. Then, the usual question. “Do you really enjoy other men using you for sex?” 

At this point, he is already past the point of really caring about what I think. His cock is starting to get rock-hard.  In this case, maybe 4 inches, five hard.  Not well groomed, but with a bulbous head leaking pre-cum, I lick off him.

My natural reply goes something like this: “Yes, as His slave, I really do like being used as my Owner’s sex toy. I may not be pretty, but that’s not what’s important. What is important is that those men whom my Owner trusts and respects get to use me for their sexual pleasures with no strings or repayment. And maybe after I please them, I may be allowed to have an orgasm from it all, too!”

He smiled as I was told to get on the bed, doggy style, “ass up, legs spread.” He wanted anal but was an anal virgin.  So, I helped Him along, coaching him on how to do it right. Fast and hard for me if He pleases. Thankfully, he had a small cock. So, not too much pain. Three good hard strokes, and He started to grunt as he started to cum.

As I turned around to wipe Him off, he inserted a finger into my sloppy pussy. “Dam Girl, Your Wet!” Yes, even for this, I was soaking wet and dripping! Now I wanted more and could not wait to get Him dressed and back to the party. Hoping for a better cock to use me next.

I kissed my Owner’s feet to thank Him as I was sent off to clean up and get everyone a fresh drink.  The last man to arrive was sitting pretty close to the middle of everything. He told my Owner that maybe I should come over to His house and teach “His Girl” how to maintain a house properly.”  Apparently, He liked how clean and orderly everything is.

 I wasn’t sure if His girl companion “Girl” was a slave or just a girlfriend. But I liked the compliment as Master-Sir offered my services.

It helped me calm down as Master-Sir kept a hand on me all the time I knelt at His side, making me feel safe and loved.  When someone commented about my rock-hard nipples, I blushed. Master-Sir pulled on them and told the guys they might be big and floppy, but that I like them pulled on HARD.  They all laughed.

The last man to arrive smiled at me. “Ok, my turn to see what this bitch can do.” He grabbed my hair and started to lead me out of the room to the patio.

I wanted to ask Him about His “girl” comment, but I was not allowed to talk unless asked a question. All he wanted was to sit on the lounge chair, have me between His legs, and suck his cock while He manhandled my boobs. And He was rough with them, which made me wetter and hornier.

Now, this man had a worthy cock and I was hoping He wanted one of my other holes instead. But He ended that dream when He told me: “I’m not into anal sex and sorry bitch, but just not into old sloppy pussy like yours, so just suck my cock like the slave slut your Owner tells me you are. Ok?”

A man of few words and to the point.  His verbal humiliation was proper, and He asked me a question. Technically. I thanked Him for the honesty and agreed that I do have a sloppy pussy that not too many men like.  But sometimes, a free fuck in a sloppy pussy is better than no pussy. “And that’s what I am here for, Sir. Your

pleasure, any hole.” I am still holding His wonderful cock in my hands. I wanted to take my time with His cock. It was not as thick as my Owner’s but almost as tall.

He twisted my nipples hard. “Get to work bitch, my beer is getting warm ““Yes, Sir” as I swallowed His cock in one move.  He was surprised at that and patted me on the head. “Good Girl”

He put his leg between my legs and started to rub me.  I started to hump Him, I guess He got the hint, or I did. He stopped and continued focusing on my boobs as I kept humping like a dog in heat.

This man knew what to do. He put me in my place. “Don’t you dare cum on my leg, slave.”  Bastard! I was so close!

Finally, He grabbed my hair and shoved me further down His shaft as he filled my mouth with His warm reward. I wanted so badly to swallow it all, not lose one drop. He loved it, as did I.  

I smiled as he went soft and let me put His cock back in His pants. I know I left a lot of pussy wetness on his pants. I thanked Him as He grabbed my hair again and led me back into the house.

I kissed my Owner’s feet inside the house to thank Him when the man told everyone that I was the best cocksucker He had ever had. And He thanked my owner for letting Him use me.

Finally, the last man to use me took me to the guest bedroom. He told me He can’t. He just wanted to be like the others and bring me someplace private. But he loves His wife and never wants to harm her. 

I asked permission to speak. I know I shouldn’t have, but I needed to.  He smiled and gave me permission.  I asked if He minded if I fingered myself with him watching. Would that work?

The sudden rise in his slacks gave me that answer.  He started to get undressed. So, I jumped up and did it for him. As I was removing His slacks and seeing that tent up close, He asked if I would mind if he did the same. It’s not really cheating if we masturbate together!

I will say that His wife is a lucky woman. Not only was He polite, but he was also well-groomed and He was friendly.  Nice cock, as well. Maybe 6 inches at fullness. It’s one of those perfect ones I can wrap my hand around nicely.  He made my mouth water. Laying back, facing each other, I started to put my fingers in my pussy; he started to masturbate while telling me that I had a beautiful pussy.  (Really?)

God, I wanted just to rub one out, knowing if I hit my clit, it was over. But I needed to be the good slave and make Him cum first. Unfortunately, He seemed to be in no hurry. In a sweet voice, He asked me to play my breasts, my nipples. To pull on them. I did as he instructed. That didn’t help my wanting to cum.

Finally, He wanted me to open my pussy wide. He wanted to see it all, and that’s when he started to cum over Himself. On to his stomach, and some hit the bed. He was very vocal about it as well. “Oh God, I’m coming” and all that. He was shooting stream after stream. I thought this was a porno or something.

Thankfully, He did allow me to lick it all off Him. I enjoyed that. I kissed His cock and made sure it was clean before getting Him dressed. I never did cum. But He enjoyed the show as much as I did. That is what matters.

He thanked my Master as much as I did!  He was like forever grateful to have that happen to Him. He would not tell anyone what we did, but the other guys still high-fived Him as if he were the night’s stud.

Master-Sir never did tell me who these men were or why they knew so much about the race.  But when we talked afterward, I mentioned not Cumming and how frustrated I was from it all.

I enjoyed how they used me anonymously. I was just some stranger’s cum-dump. They each used me, never abused me, and the occasional humiliation really was getting me wetter and wetter with no relief. So, I asked if I could masturbate before bed.

Master-Sir, being the loving Master that He is, had a better idea.  Telling me He had no intention of fucking me tonight. But since I was such a great slut slave, he decided I deserved a reward. So, he would fuck my sloppy pussy only until I had my first orgasm. 

He did as he promised. As he was fucking me, He was reminding me that this was a pity fuck, nothing more. His words helped me reach my peak fast. Quickly, after he started, I breathed heavily and saw the stars flying around (it’s me). I was rolling through a heavy and loud orgasm as he pulled out.

I screamed for Him not to do that! He grabbed my hair, and as I gasped for air, he shoved His cock down my throat as he started to cum.  I was choking as he was not letting me breathe. But I hit my climax and went into subspace, maybe even slave heaven, as he filled my mouth. Sometimes, breathing is optional!

I finally got my reward and was so happy He let me have it.  

I was in slave heaven! Tired, but in slave heaven.

 Yes, I went to sleep curled up in His arms. A well-used, well-loved slave!

Thank You for being here for me.
I love you all.