Kind of a catch up, then onto what I wanted to talk about.
Master-Sir was getting better and even tried to have sex with Miss Amy. But he failed. Master-Sir had a slight relapse. Lost His speech again and His movement in His left arm.
Then, a week later, he started to get better. Last week, he made it up the stairs, and we spent our first night in the Master Bedroom in months.
As much as I hate doing it, I was honored to finally be able to take Master’s stream in the morning. There seems to be an emotional bond when I serve Him like that. I hate the taste, but I love the feeling of loving Him as I swallow it as He pats my head, telling me I was a good slave.
Master-Sir’s older Brother, Kevin, returned at the end of May. He brought his eighteen-year-old son, Kenny, with him, which changed a few things around here.
Master-Sir told me that even with Jr here, I would still be the house slave and wear a skirt. My big saggy tits would still be open and available to play with, but my pussy and ass were undercover, always accessible, but not on view.
The introduction was as it usually is. They hear the word “slave,” and they are all smiles, anxiously awaiting to meet this skinny, young thing with long blonde hair and big tits. Then they see me: fluffy, saggy tits and lots of cushion on the body.
He took it smiling, but I could read His facial expressions. His dream was dashed. I knew what was in his head. And at first, He tried not to be around me too much or touch me, even when Daddy encouraged him to play with my tits.
The first night at dinner. I cooked the meal, served the men, and then knelt on the floor, waiting to be fed by hand by my Owner. Kenny was startled when He saw that.
That first night, they were all out by the pool. I was in the house getting fresh drinks when he came into the kitchen, wanting to ask me questions. Master-Sir told him I would answer anything.
The first question was like this: “You will let me fuck you whenever I want? Really?” Of course, I had to remind Him that I don’t “let” anyone “do anything. It’s all by permission of my Master, and Yes, He said I was to allow Him full use of all my holes. And yes, I will obey Him as the men explained to him.
I saw the tent go up in His shorts. He smiled. “You just do as He tells you?”
It’s not as simple as it sounds, but yes. He commands I obey. And I enjoy living like that.
He touched my hard nipples as if they were glass. I told Him He could pull on them if He wanted. I enjoy feeling the pain. He did and I of course moaned, he smiled, and his cock got a little stiffer.
At that point, Daddy came in and heard a little of the conversation. He let Junior know it was the same for him when He understood who and what I was.
He had me stand in an Inspection pose. Stand straight, hands behind my head and legs apart. Eyes forward.
Master Kevin smiled. “Let me show you.” And I felt His fingers on my pussy. “She is shaved, always shaved. And if you feel she is wet. Always wet.”
I saw the son look down, and His fingers went where His fathers just were. He was also blushing. I guess having sex talk with Daddy is a little humiliating.
I moaned and smiled as two of His fingers went into my pussy. “Thank You, Sir”
He stopped. She was asking what I just said. I told Him it was a slave’s way of showing respect to a Master using her like that. I was thinking Him for pleasuring me. Hoping He was pleased that I was wet for Him.
I was ordered to bend over and spread my ass cheeks. “She has a sloppy pussy, but its still fun to play with. Anal is with a condom, and if you do use her ass, you can use lube or use her pussy first. The same thing! ”
I need to address Him as Master Kenny. Master Kenny took His hands away from me. “Anal?”, I smiled. Yes Sir. All three holes are there for you to use if you want.”
He softly admitted, “I never did anal.” I thought he probably never really wanted to tell Daddy about His sex life. But now He knew I was there for Him to use. Daddy smiled.
” She is there, and I am sure she will help you so you don’t hurt yourself.” I thanked Him for that and mentioned that I do like pain, but I prefer to be lubed in that hole.
He slapped my ass, telling me I wasn’t told to talk. I apologized.
He finally told his son that I would answer his questions and that he shouldn’t worry about asking something stupid. He wanted him to learn from me.
“She also gives the best blowjobs. If nothing else, use her mouth. And she swallows without any issues. However, Your Uncle and I don’t allow her to cum. No orgasms for the slave. She’s here for our pleasures, not hers. Ok?” He nodded in agreement as Daddy grabbed the cold beers and walked out to the pool.
Once, Daddy was out of the room and out of earshot. “That’s not right.” I wasn’t sure what he meant. “Not letting you cum. That’s mean.” I smiled; it was more of a laugh.
I have not had an orgasm in several months. And as my faithful readers know, I may not like it, but I enjoy how much more submissive it makes me. He’s catching on.
I knelt and asked permission to care for that tent in his pants. He smiled, and his shorts were on the floor in a flash. He stood there with his hard cock flapping in the breeze, smiling at me like he had just won first prize or something.
I knelt as I took his cock in my hand and guided it into my mouth. I always that that first taste of a new cock. Being young, His reaction was incredible. He was moaning from the first moment my tongue touched the head. It already had precum on it.
Daddy and Junior are almost equal in size, but Junior is a little thicker and more ungroomed. I commented that a girl, even a slave, likes a man well groomed. He apologized, telling me he would fix that as soon as possible. But he stopped talking as I took him all the way in my mouth. I thought He would pass out as I heard Him grab the counter for balance.
After bobbing my head up and down on His stick, hearing Him almost cry out to the world, I made a quick movement and started to suck on His balls. Again, He almost passed out .
Being young, inexperienced, and fertile, He came quickly. I made some noises to let Him know I was enjoying swallowing all He gave me. “Oh, Man, you do swallow. I never had a girl do that before.”
I held Him in my mouth until he was soft. I kissed the head of His now soft cock and then kissed His feet to thank Him for that treat.
He smiled as I looked up at Him and licked my lips. “You are serious, I can fk’in really. “
I had to finish his sentence. I let him know privately that if my owner does not need me, I am there for him to use me as he wants, even if it’s just to talk. “three holes, no waiting.”
Before we went to bed, He was already wanting to fuck. I love young men!!
I had to assure him that even if I am not allowed to cum, I still do enjoy being used for sex. I will still moan and groan like any other female, especially if you are a little rough with me and I get very wet and very needy. I may even beg to cum, but Master-Sir told Him always to say “No”.
“What happens if you do? Like if I make you?” Good question. Being young also means they all think they are the stud men of the world and will rock my world. I smiled and told him if he could make me cum (good luck), against my Owner’s wishes, I would be punished.
All I got from that was a “Holy Fuck, this I going to be a wild vacation.!”
And yes, He later told the men that he never had a blowjob like what I just gave him.
More to come/cum?