Thank you all for the kind words, prayers, and thoughts. It’s been a tough couple of months on the homefront with a lot of things being ignored or not a priority. My slavery was one of those things that got pushed to the side.

As a slave, I am used to routines. I love routines and I love knowing when and where I am expected to be. To know someone needs to use me and wants me to be used is also a great feeling. Both of these things have been missed the last couple of months as other things were being needed to be dealt with.

Thursday was actually the first time in a long time I felt “normal” If there is such a thing!

I went to my Boss/Dom’s house for the weekly cleaning that has not been properly cleaned in a few weeks and it certainly showed it! He also scheduled three service calls to be there for various things that needed professional attention.

That means I was busy catching up on my cleaning as well as having to offer my mouth to three different men. The nice thing was that all three actually appreciated the fact that i was indeed naked, they could touch and it was real. It wasn’t a joke or a prank. That I was there, naked, cleaning house then offering to suck their cock as part of my Boss’s way of saying thank you.

Two just wanted to sit down, get their pants off and their cock sucked with an occasional feeling of my big tits. One man was very excited to have me kneeling in front of Him. He asked if He could cum on my tits. it was a fantasy of his and of course, His wife never would allow such a “disgusting” thing.

Normally Master-Sir wants a straight blowjob. Suck it, swallow it and get back to work. But I sent Him a text and He gave me permission. Knowing that I had to ask permission made this young man even harder and excited to have me suck His cock and then pull out for Him to masturbate as He came on my tits. Rubbing it into my chest gave Him an extra moment or two to “accidentally” play with my nipples.

It just felt wonderful to be naked and be of use, cleaning, I know, it’s not an exciting thing to clean a house. But for me, it gave me purpose and got my mind back to where it needed to be. On my need to be used. I was serving my Owner and my Boss/Dom.

Later that night, Master-Sir invited my Boss/Dom over to catch up, have a few beers and talk about life. Before my Boss/Dom came over, my Owner handed me a large butt plug. I had to get it wet in my pussy and then shove it in my ass. Then stand in the corner of the kitchen as He ordered dinner and did a few other things.

When my Boss/Dom rang the doorbell, Master-Sir made me take the plug out, set it on the floor then answer the door. When I returned, I had to reinsert it. Then thank Him before I turned and faced the corner of the room.

They ordered out and spent the time waiting, talking, while ignoring me. When the doorbell rang, I was instructed to repeat the process. Remove the plug, and run to answer the door naked. Bring the food back into the kitchen, serve it to my Men then reinsert the plug and stand in the corner until I was needed again to refill the drinks or clean up after they made a mess.

When they finished eating, what was left was put into my food bowl and I was allowed to crawl on the floor to the bowls and eat while they watched Tv and watched me. With my ass with my butt plug in, facing them. Humiliation to the max!

At the end of the night, Master-Sir went out to the patio to stargaze a little and that gave time for Boss/Dom to decide he wanted to fuck my ass.

Of course, I was still not allowed to speak. it was just His command. “Head down, ass up, Bitch slave” as He pulled the plug out and pushed His hard cock back into the stretched hole. It has been a long time since I was used there.

Once I felt Him fill my ass with His cum, He pulled out so I could suck and lick His cock clean. Then He had me follow Him on my hands and knees out to say good night to my Owner. I walked Him to the door, kissed His feet, and thanked Him for using me and for visiting my owner.

When I returned to my Owner, I kissed His feet, curled up on the floor, and thanked Him for the evening. I needed to just be used. Not really needed, not allowed to talk. Just to serve and to be used as they wanted. Master-Sir patted my head, smiled, and He kissed me as I lay on the hard rock patio..

Before going upstairs to bed, He stood up, put His cock in my m mouth, and fed me his stream. It had been a long time since I have been used like that. I hate the taste of His urine, but I love being used for such an intimate act to please Him.

It felt good when he allowed me to sleep with Him. To curl up next to Him and have His arms around me as we drifted off to sleep. Life may soon be getting back to near normal!

Thank You for reading and letting me share my life with you