Category: Updates (Page 29 of 30)

MakingThe End Official

September 2, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

It’s one thing to talk about the end. The end of life, the end of a relationship, the end of … whatever. But it is certainly something else to see it on paper and for it to be all legal. Master-Sir and I went to a lawyer this week to do just that. To make sure everyone knows who owns what if anything happens to him, me or both of us. Master-Sir wanted it all on paper and in legal form.

We had most of it done right after we married. To make sure I knew I was His property but I had access to anything He would be covered for or that I had money in case we divorced or He died, I was still going to be safe and secure. This was a more in-depth version with more legal and financial details, making this one seriously more legal and officially binding. If He was incapacitated, if I had a stroke, if He leaves me for His girlfriend or for any other reason.

This includes End of life decisions and in case of Alzheimer’s or similar issues, We covered it all. I really hope we covered it all because it made me sick, worried, confused, and so very loved. Too many emotions in one spot to deal with while still being dressed.

In a way, it was fun to watch the lawyer who was “lifestyle” friendly, asking question about me, my role in His life and how to properly word everything as to not give anyone a reason to void it or fight it. I am property, it states that. As well as it states I am His legal wife.

My head is spinning on the “why now?” Why after almost a decade of being Master/slave, does this happen now? Now that He has a new girlfriend whom I adore and He seems to truly love. Shouldn’t say “seems to love” He told Her last night and they didn’t even have sex. Is that why He did this now? To make me feel more secure? To show that I am safe and will not be thrown out in the cold one night?? My mind wanders.

My heart says to just enjoy the security blanket He has now covered me with. My head says I am thinking too much but I may be right. Master-Sir reminded me we have talked about this several times over the years and YES, He wants to make sure I know I am safe, secure and protected while telling me that nothing is going to change about our lives.

From looking at everything we signed and I read and we discussed, about the only thing that I am not covered for is if Master-Sir gets eaten by a giant alien while trying to save me from becoming their slave! But would I still get the deed to His house??

In expressing my worries, Master-Sir reminded me of the several accidents He has had and some health issues that would have buried me in paperwork and legal troubles if anything bad Had happened. This will prevent that.

But still, looking at it on paper is a scary thing.. Its a nice feeling that it is done and final. But still so scary.

Fresh Updates So Far, The changes, My new rules

August 14, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

Yes, I know that some of you don’t like this yet many of you want to know more. The details, the sex, the lack of sex and the daily grind of a slave being used by her Owner for His pleasures and adventures..

Miss Evvy has come into our world and turned it upside down. In her wonderful wake, I have become more in love with my Owner as well as my desire to serve. It sounds so weird when I say that I am enjoying the fact that I am not being used for sex, that I am being ignored, teased and humiliated. It doesn’t bother me as much because I am finding great pleasure in making my serving them a deeper part of our relationship. if any of that made a once of sense??

* I serve more a couple than a Master and His lady friend. She has come into our world and made my Owner a happier man. And for that, I am a happier slave and wife. I belong to Him and I know it. But in serving Him, I serve her as well when she is around.

* Sex is now more reserved for them, not me. Why fuck a lowly slave girl when He can save the energy for when his hot girlfriend craves it? Master-Sir has pity fucked me once in a month. However Anal sex is now His preferred use of me just because she does not like it. Plus I am allowed to offer Him an occasional blow job in the morning. No more daily oral worshiping, something i find difficult to live with(out).

Yes, other men have been allowed to fuck me, including Jason. But I crave my Owner’s cock more than ever and really appreciate it those times He allows me to have it. i want to keep those moments in my mind and savor the times.

* When she left me a shopping list for her apartment, I commented that we use the same shampoo and creme rinse. She immediately changed that. She told my Owner that you can’t have the slave’s hair smelling like the girlfriend’s hair. She was so right. I now use a different brand than the one I used for almost 25 years.

* She is a great cook and loves to cook healthy. Keeping Master-Sir in better shape. This has also led to some great sex with them in the kitchen and me doing clean up duties in new ways. I get more time with Master-Sir’s cock than before when they get this way!!

* When she is not here (about 3 or 4 nights a week) Master-Sir lets me sleep with Him. In past times, He would let sleep in the bedroom, on the floor, not in the bed. This is a treat i relish and savor and wait for. To be held in His arms as we sleep. To feel Him next to me as we talk about our new life. To feel His cock grow as we talk about the things He does with her and that can lead to a command for a blowjob or anal sex.

* She got Master-Sir to allow me to buy prettier things. Allowing me with her to shop the pricier stores for my work clothes and makeup for work or when I am out with them. All with her choices and approval. Before I was His slave, I used to be a fluffy fashionista snob. I’m not back to that level, but it feels so wonderful to be allowed to go back that way!

* Every time she enters the house, i am to be kneeling before her to remove her shoes and if so directed, massage her feet. When she is done, she will dismiss me and I am to thank her and return to what i was doing before. i am to undress her before bed and hang up her clothing properly plus get her things out on the bathroom counter. Makeup, mascara wipes, etc…

* Master-Sir’s needs and desires come first. ALWAYS!

Serving Many Serving One

July 5, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

Jason is a man of His word. When he picked me up at work and drove us to the condo, He talked about what I was fearing. He said it would ok, that it won’t be a sausage-fest. these are men he has come to trust as His “brothers” and know they have each other’s backs. I won’t be raped or abused when I am at the condo. And if they were to want me for sexual purposes, they would be courteous and properly ask to use me.

When we got to the place, it was just as I expected. A dump run over by party animals. The guys were off by the pool hitting on chicks and googling the ones they could not afford. I asked Jason where I should start? He said “wherever”. I gave him my look and reminded Him I am the slave, give me specifics. What needed the worst? What needed to be done before I left? I know I would be able to get it all done before I needed to return to work. He started to give directions, then He asked if I was going to get topless or naked. Like those were my only choices!

My first time here, I was dressed and he said that he didn’t say anything because it was all new and the men were not ready for any surprises. I was also surprised at his sudden authority voice. And his sweet smile when giving me directions. I chose to go topless. The smile that sinks a lot of women knees I am sure.

When I finished the bedrooms and started on the kitchen, Jason ordered some pizza for lunch. When it arrived (I answered the door and had the man oogle me while Jason paid him), He asked if I wanted some. I said yes and so he told me to sit on the floor next to him by the patio windows. It was a firm command and not a soft, sweet question. He’s getting brave and I am liking this!

It felt nice, but not really right to be sitting there on the floor, topless and obedient next to a much younger man who suddenly found his dominant streak. Yet, i was ok with it because He made it feel so comfortable, Him ordering me to do it. I felt nice doing it.

We sat and ate while we talked. He started to talk about His girlfriend who planned to come here this weekend and he wanted to know what to do with her. First suggestion was not to be here. I suggested his uncle’s house for privacy and a nice pool.

I excused myself to finish the cleaning and would end in the bathroom where i asked if i could get naked and shower for my return to work.

As I was just getting into the shower, that’s when Bill came into the condo and he saw me from the entry way. I smiled and continued my shower routine.

He soon came into the bathroom and closed the door. Watching me he started to talk about how I should close the door when showering. I said I’m not allowed to. I also asked if I embarrassed Him by me being naked in the shower. He said no. But was never expecting… a … Um… I finished it for him “a big girl naked in your shower?” He blushed. “You hoped for a tiny little hottie from the pool, maybe?” He realized I understood and if he wanted me to, I would close the door from now on. He said no, it was alright.

My love for humiliation goes both ways. I started to slowly play with myself with the soap while he was watching me, trying to think of something to say and not let me know he was turned on. I also didn’t want to scare the poor fella off. He was so cute talking and trying no to look too much!

He asked what Jason meant when He said that I belonged to his uncle? I stopped, look at him, and smiled. I said I don’t BELONG to his uncle. I work for him and serve him. I belong to my husband. He is my Master. Together, they were the ones who decided I would be your housemaid and toy.

That caught His attention. “Master?” His eyes got big and he stood tall asking the question I don’t think He was expecting to ask. Like that kinky stuff you see in the porn movies? I told him to look it up and i would answer any questions later. Just know I am there to make them happy and to keep the place clean.

As I got out and started to dry off, I commented on the rise in his shorts. Asking if he needed any help getting it back down. I’m finding that teasing young men can be so much fun!

He smiled and asked for more information on my duties. Ignoring the question. I smiled at him and said that if he wants his room cleaned a certain way, tell me. You want a blow job, tell me. What do you want? He said he wants to fuck me.

I think he was shocked at how easy that came for him. But I asked if that’s what he wanted? He said yes. Right there with me bent over the bathtub. I was ready for this and probably needing it as well.

So I put a towel down for my knees and got into position. I could feel him getting himself ready and felt his cock enter my pussy. I put my hand down to help guide him and get myself wetter. I am a big girl and some guys that are not exactly sized are not used to not having an easy to find a wet opening.

It felt so good. I can’t remember the last time I was fucked so gently and with care. I almost forgot what it felt like. Bill let me enjoy the moments as he let his cock move slowly and deliberate in and out of my pussy.

Like Jimmy, he didn’t take too long to cum. In honesty, I knew He was there, but it was His moaning that helped tell me He was fucking me and when He came, it was nothing to report! It just felt good to have something in there. So after a few moments I turned around and sucked his cock clean. He was thrilled by my actions and sat on the floor while I got him clean.

After I was done with His cock, He thanked me and told me I was doing a wonderful job cleaning up after them. I dried off and got dressed while he was still sitting there on the floor. I asked Him if He could keep this between us only? he promised (right) I ran out to get with Jason back to my job.

Three days down…. One blow job, one fuck and Jason has been an absolute prince..

About the Pic:
Bill is a sweet guy. He fucked me several times while at the condo. He took several pictures of me in the shower, then asked permission to keep it after showing it to my Owner. Yes, it caused a serious problem that was quickly worked out thanks to Jason’s cool head and wonderful negotiating skills. This was one of them my Owner let Him keep.

Your Thoughts Please.

Being Gifted

July 2, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

This is really one of those times when I have to question my desire to serve! My Owner and my Dom got together and decided to ”gift” me to my Dom’s nephew Jason and his frat brothers for 10 days. It wasn’t a free for all like it sounded. I was to be there for a specific time each day and only as their domestic servant and tour lady who knew what to do in Las Vegas. l came with some other restricted benefits that were not important. Silence is golden was the main rule. What happens in Vegas STAYS in Vegas!.

Normally I am aware of whats planned for my submission. but this time nothing was discussed with me or told to me until last week when all was said and done. They had it mapped out. My times there, how long, what the duties were…

Jason is a good kid. Ok, yes, a college-aged man is a kid to me… Clean cut with very nice manners, not a mean bone in his lanky body. He is very friendly to all and can make a nice Dom when he thinks about it. He has never punished me, so if I need correcting while serving these boys, it will be at the hands of my Owner.

My fear is group pressure. A wild bunch let loose in a condo on the Las Vegas Strip? With his friends around i am not sure how well behaved He will be. Or how they will be after some fun int the sun and unlimited alcohol.

Jason gets to set the rules for the gang with some limits told to him from my Owner and by his uncle. I will be told as needed or asked

It Starts

He picked me up from work, so I was in business attire. White blouse, no top buttons. I get to wear a bra to work and its outline was visible. My nipples were not. Pleaded skirt to my knees, no panties. Jason liked the look. on the way to the condo, Jason asked me if I was nervous. Hell yes!! was my reply. His smile always makes me feel good. His comforting words helped. but I was still freaking out not knowing what to really expect.

At the condo, he walked me into six well built young men sitting around the living room, all wondering what this was all about. I entered and took one look around, trying to get my nerves in check. Looking around and thinking they have been there less than 12 hours, it was already a messy dump! I am in for some serious domestic work.

Jason pointed to a chair in the middle of the room where I sat, looking at the men. Jason introduced me as “Lucy” then each man introduced themselves to me. Most were juniors while the two hunks were seniors with sports scholarships. I was smiling as I looked at them. Naughty thoughts had to be pushed away.

Jason told them that I work for his uncle and tat he has “loaned” me to them as their maid and part-time cook. With that news, they gave me a nice round of applause! I blushed.

Jason also said that there were some rules that came with this “gift” from his uncle. From 9 to about noon every day, i will be there to clean up and organize. Do the laundry and clean up the place to the best of my ability. I will also be made available on certain days to come back and cook them dinner if they want, as a group. Another round of applause.

They don’t have to be there as I will have a key. While here, i am to help them with whatever they need help with. Being in the resort business, I supposedly have a lot of knowledge and contacts. Have a question about Vegas? Want to know what to do or see? Need show tickets? shopping, etc.. I am here to help in that as well.

Finally, He made it clear, don’t abuse the help and the help comes back. Abuse the help and the help leaves. What’s abuse? Don’t be a dickhead (his words). No sex. No drugs and Don’t make it harder than it has to be. Be men, pick up after yourself and let me do the rest of the cleaning. I am there to make their vacation more enjoyable.

There weren’t any questions, so Jason decided to give me the grand tour. Since it was a double unit, they had 4 bedrooms. Jason explained who was bunking with who.

As we were doing that, the group broke up and the men all headed for their rooms to change into swimsuits and hit the pool area. Probably hoping to score with the ladies early.

I let them know that a lot of the ladies they may find at the pool, who don’t have a hotel room (hint, hint) as they checked out and are waiting for late flights or late drives back to California.

Also, let them know that the ladies who say they want a date are not free. And being MGM in the summer, not cheap. the good ones will accept credit cards or may be an undercover vice. Good Luck.

Jason’s roommate Jimmy had not unpacked yet, so I helped him with that and gave him his swim shorts. without blinking, He started to change right there in front of me. I smiled. He asked if I minded him dressing in front of me. I told him no, I love seeing a man like that! It’s Vegas, there is eye candy here for the ladies as well!

Young men are so easy to encourage like that. I tried not to purposely stare as I got the bags unloaded and clothes put away and set up His toiletries. But how could I not? He stood there naked with beautifully shaped cock that was slowly coming to life as we had some small chit chat and He asked if I minded being used like this? Being “loaned” seemed kind of cold. He said. I responded that I like to help others enjoy their Las Vegas vacation. and for my boss, it was my pleasure to be “gifted” to a bunch of nice young sweet men who needed to enjoy their time here.

Those words kind of stopped him and he looked at me, I saw his cock twitch a little and I smiled. He asked me what I meant that I “like to serve” ? Oops, I said “serve”? Yes, he told me I used the word “serve”

I stopped what I was doing and sat on the bed so I was better facing him and his growing cock. Telling him that I like to be used like this and that my assignment was to be sure Jason’s friends were taken care of. He apparently liked those words too because his cock suddenly became fully erect and he kind of smiled at me with a sheepish grin and a blushing look. Not trying to cover or conceal what was growing so hard inches from my face.

From the sounds of everything, everyone except Jason had left for the pool. I was in the bedroom alone with a horny young male with a strong cock and smile on his face. So I did what seemed natural, I quietly asked if I may suck his cock? He liked that and said “Yes” in a very deep voice as I pulled him closer and took all of his cock into my mouth.

As I sucked his cock, He quickly grabbed me and turned us around so he was on his back on the bed and I ended up kneeling on the floor, between his legs never losing hold of his wonderful cock in my mouth. Slick move, I will admit.

Young athletic men with little real sexual experience and married men with wives who hate sex, always seem to come in an instant :(. I soon felt his cock throb and fill my mouth with his gift. I stayed on his cock and milked his sack for all he had. Swallowing and moaning my approval of hat he was doing to me. Continuing to not let him out of my mouth until he was soft and clean before letting him go and smiling at him. from where I was, he looked really happy and sedated. Just like I am supposed to make them

As I put his swim trunks on him I told him he is now safe for another round. No one will be the wiser and the women will like his new found stamina. He chuckled. I asked that this be kept between us only? he agreed. I was hoping so.

I went out to the kitchen area while Jimmy got his head straight and came out to say good bye as he too headed for the pool. I smiled and wished him well with the ladies as I continued to clean the place up.

As I cleaned, Jason followed me and asked me what I thought. Seven pigs let loose in Vegas? They will need to get a big box of condoms and a lot more towels was my answer. he laughed.

I also worried that since Jimmy got a blowjob, he will now tell the others and come tomorrow, I will have a group of alcohol and sunshine fueled men wanting to rape me. I wanted Jason to be there for me. To protect me.

I know a slave can’t be “raped” but I think Jason understood what I meant. I really do enjoy cleaning and that serving men, for me is my passion, but to have seven horny young men out for fresh meat just scares the hell out of me.

Jason assured me that I will be safe. That I will only serve what I can handle. Nothing more. He will be there to protect me and keep the dickheads away if needed.

Jason and His Friends – The Prelude

July 2, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

I’ve known Jason for almost as long as I have been a slave. His Uncle was my boss in Phoenix and is the reason my Owner and I moved to Las Vegas.

His Uncle is my Boss/Dom/Major Domo(?). I clean his house every week and am available to Him whenever I’m not being used by my Owner and he has full use of me for sexual as well as domestic services..

Jason would come out and visit. Stay for a week or two during the school year and for an entire month every summer.

His Uncle explained that I was the housemaid and that I liked to be topless when I worked. Jason being a teenager, was ok with that and promised not to tell anyone if I stayed “like that” when He was there. When his Uncle would come home for an afternoon quickie, he would just send Jason to the store or some other errand while he used me.

Becoming an Adult

After he graduated High School and was preparing for his first year of college, I was given to him as a graduation present. His first “real” blowjob and he likes to say that I spoiled him for other women. Maybe young boys should get a blowjob from an experienced female for their graduation so they know what’s good and what’s bad!

He then decided to head out to start college in Southern California. Being closer now, he started to come back to Las Vegas and stay at His Uncle’s house more often. Finally, we had to be honest with Him and let Him know that n Thursday’s, there will be a naked maid running around the house and that He was free to use her if “needed”.

No matter what he is doing in Las Vegas, he always seems to be home, at his Uncle’s place Thursday morning, in time for me to arrive and start my domestic chores. He is always full of questions about slavery,sex,women, dating, school and life. More sex and slavery than anything else, but he is always asking and I enjoy the questions as well as the intelligent conversations.

He is certainly young and virile. I can suck his cock in the morning and by the time I am done with my chores in the afternoon, he is ready for a fuck out by the pool. His constant attention to me can really give this older, fluffy slave a huge boost of confidence!

Another Gift?

Now we learn that the parents of one of his frat buddies own a condo close to the Strip here in Las Vegas. Jason and His buddies are planning a little gettogether for a two-week summer pool party. Staying at the condo. alone.

Master-Sir has kindly offered my domestic services to him and his buddies for their duration. So, I will be the maid, bed maker, housekeeper, part time cook and concierge for almost two weeks to 7 well mannered college men alone in Las Vegas. Jason has also negotiated my sexual services for himself under some very strict rules. Mostly oral.

Knowing Jason and his desires, thinking about the men, I am scared, joyous, frightened, curious and horny at the thoughts of what I am being assigned to serve. I know that Jason will be safe and protect me, but what about the other men?? My mind goes where it probably should not.

My Owner has helped me. Asking me if I had ever feared being alone and in the care of Jason? Has He ever went beyond the rules? Even a little bit? and the answer was always a loud “NO”. He has always been a gentleman. even the few times I was with Him to shop for clothing. He was always a man with the sensibility of an older man. SO, wy would his seven best friends be anything to worry about? He had a point.

And finally, Would my Owner ever put me in a position that he did not trust the outcome? And of course the answer is also “Hell No”. So why worry about Jason. It was agreed to be strictly domestic services. Nothing more. Except for Jason!

Brother Gone

July 1, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

Oh My God. Life is such a wonderful thing and I love having a Master who lets me live it and a brother who let me express it. But now I feel so alone and empty.

Its only been a few hours since I left him at the airport and I still feel empty and sad.

Being the wonderful Owner that He is, Master-Sir gave me a hard ass beating after dinner trying to help me get out of my funk. but it really didn’t help…. He is so thoughtful

It was a wonderful week and I really was out it for a few days afterward. 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. I seem closer to Him. Not sure how to explain it.

My Week

I 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??) As agreed, I was in a sundress, nothing too revealing. I was allowed to wear a bra and panties.

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 we 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 so wonderful. That’s how it was most of the week. When together it was on the patio, me sitting on the floor next to my Owner and often sitting between them.

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 slave”.

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. he smiled each time He heard me say it.

My Owner arranged for me to have all the days off from work. Except for Thursday I had my usual domestic service duties. That’s 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.

My Boss/Dom did just that. 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.

Thankfully I was allowed to sleep with my Master every night. As I had thought, He made me use my bathroom in the garage, not His for anything. Thankfully my Bother never noticed or ask about it when I passed through the house.

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.

Reality Sets In

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 naked. My face turned red telling him this, but he had to know and He smiled.

We went. Thank goodness He was the good brother and stayed in the common area, 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.

Although I got to serve as His slave, I need to admit how strange it was being dressed all the time. I have always imagined that I could maybe be ok, if I were naked around my family. Maybe that ultimate taboo or just the fact that I have accepted my place at the feet of my master and not care who knows or who sees.

For my brother I stayed dressed and was allowed to sit on the furniture most of the time. I was allowed to eat like a normal person. No hand fed scraps or eating from the dog bowl. I was actually missing that feeling. I wanted to be fed by my Owner. Its His sign of love for His slave. But ti was still nice to sit with my Brother, talk like real people and still serve them as a slave with the meal and the dishes…

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 in the garage, go to a girlie club, watch a game or two… Blah, Blah Blah..

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

Your thoughts?

Brother Almost Here

June 20, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

I can not explain how happy i am right now! My wonderful brother called to say Te was all packed and really looking forward to His trip here. I can’t wait to greet Him at the airport and to spend some time with Him. Its been a long time. Me, being the domestic slave, I needed to know a few things about His desires and His routines. I wanted to know everything so I could serve Him better, telling Him that as His tour guide and escort, I needed to know what He needed from me. I knew he would understand.

He coughed up what He thinks would be His waking up routine, 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 what to shop for Him and to better prepare the house for His arrival. He got it.

We agreed that He would let me know when it was too much of something. of Course, No nudity or sex, but the serving and the names will stay as they always do. He will see a lighter version of my submission. He was actually really curious to see “this” in real life.

It’s really about to happen. A full week of my Brother? Like a typical tourist, He over planned His time here. He has a long list of things that he wants to see and do. I told Him to not put too much in cement as things will always change. He even has a couple of ladies that he met online (??) and wants to go out club’ing with them. That’s good because I hate doing the party thing!

To show how much my Owner loves me, Master-Sir has allowed me to have today and tomorrow off to get everything ready. Then I will be meeting Him at the airport. Then Thursday I spend cleaning my Boss’s house. Things are arranged so I will have plenty of free time in between my needed duties, to spend with my brother, alone.

I cleaned up the guest bedroom. Put the 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! Went shopping for His favorite foods and drinks. So now I think I am ready for this little adventure!

Thank You

I really wanted to thank everyone for their kind words of encouragement, 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 to being very large and 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

Ok?

Have a great week everyone!

My Brother Is Coming!

June 18, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

Where does the time go? My brother will be here in less than 10 days! for some silly reason, I had it figured out to be longer than that. Or maybe I was hoping to put off what I needed to finally do a little longer. To get up the nerve and just tell him what I need to tell Him.

Thankfully, tonight’s conversation was short, i knew that it would be. He was the one who actually called me to get some things finalized.. He called first to talk about dad on Father’s Day. Then he got to the point. without a breath, He just asked me point-blank. Am I a slave or a submissive??

Ok!! Where did this come from? I asked.

He said He was talking to Dad earlier in the day and they got onto a conversation about mom and that I guess led into some thought he had about their relationship (equal partners all the way), plus an earlier conversation we had about my love for alpha males and being kind to them by doing things for them (service), and than the light went off in his head.

I was Busted. I was Outed. No More Hiding

Never in my life had I lied to my brother so I wasn’t about to start tonight. My turn to have a long pause as I got my nerves up and let it all out. Yes, I am my Husband’s slave. Not His submissive and it’s not just in the bedroom. I wanted Him to be my Master and I wanted to be His slave. And yes, we did not marry to be husband and wife, we were married as Master and slave, the Husband and wife thing is for legal purposes. But we do love each other.

Brotherly Love

Did that news bother him? His answer was a short “No”. But He really didn’t know how to follow that up and to do so, he needed some time to think about what my answer was. He needed to go and said that we will talk later. The end of the conversation.

Hmm… He sounded happy that he knew the truth and I really do believe that we left each other on a good note. So what am I to think now?

I guess the right people heard my thoughts. Right before going to bed,I received an email from my Brother. My loving brother sent me a very long, twisted, and wonderful email. In it, He expressed joy in that He is glad that I finally found my happy place in life and He knows it would be difficult for me to hide that from him while he is here. especially for a week. And he did not want that for me. reciting the open and honest relationship he and I always had.

His desire while here is to have fun, gamble a little, see a few shows and to spend as much time as possible with his kid sister. As brother and sister. And spend some time with my Husband who He has always enjoyed talking with. Just this time, they may have a few new things to talk about!

Not that I had any doubt, He also assured me complete discretion if I promise the same for Him, in case He gets into some unusually mischief while He is here! This is Vegas, after all!

In the letter, he also expressed His fascination with the idea of me being a slave to a man who is my Master. Fascinated by the kink or in my case, the lifestyle and would have no problem seeing most of it in action. He did have a few requests if I didn’t mind. Please. No sex in public or in front of him, no leather cuffs and bondage, no nudity, and no painful punishments or that “type of play” while He is in the house. Please. He ended it with “is there any middle area where we can meet and be happy being us? “

The thought of hearing someone beat his sister, may send him into fits and anger. I get that, it’s just the brother-protector side of him..

He did say that the words, the name calling or salutations, the way we relate to each other would be an “educational experience.” He has no issue exploring and being involved in. And if He has any issues, that he will address them immediately. .

I responded by telling hIm how much that letter meant to me and that I would honor all of His wishes. I wanted Him to enjoy His stay here as well as I needed to live my life as much as I can at the same time. I also needed to make sure that what he learns here, to himself. In closing, I told Him that unless he says otherwise, my none sexual, clothed services (domestic duties) will extend to him and to please enjoy what He can and what he wants to while here. I will do what I can to make it a trip He will joyfully remember!

My heart was fluttering and I was smiling. Knowing this will be a bit difficult at first, but in the end, we will have a wonderful time together and I will be able to enjoy being me while being here with my Loving brother.

Now maybe the last bit of my nervousness will go away and I can get some sleep!

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