Last week was not only a very busy week, but it was one where I also learned a little more about myself and how my life impacts others.

Master-Sir had been scheduled to go away for a couple of days about the same time His coworker and friend from Reno, Miss Lisa, had called and asked if she could spend some time with me when she visits. Master-Sir happily agreed she could and as it turned out His days gone would match Her days she needed to be here in Las Vegas.

Before leaving for work, I had changed the sheets on His bed and made sure all the things a beautiful woman would need were in the Master Bedroom and bathroom. Master-Sir informed me that I needed to be good while she was here because she also had the authority to punish me. if she needed to but could not, she could tell Him and He would double the punishment when He returned home.

Coming home from work, I found Miss Linda on the back patio by the pool. Wearing a very beautiful on piece bathgn suit that made it clear her boobs were full and her nipples were large.. She was talking to The Son who had stopped by to clean the pool. They were talking about business in Vegas and other topics when I entered naked. After seeing me and having me kneel at their feet, she realized from reading my blog, that I needed to thank Him for cleanign the pool with a BlowJob. beign the cockyass young man that He is and with a very firm hard cock poping from His bathing suit, He offered to let her watch and she happily agreed.

After watching me suck His cock and hold it in my ,mouth until soft, she commented in my efficiency and talent. Then they both got up and walked to the door. He thanked her for the talk, kissed me on the cheek, and left us alone. She smiled, hugged me as she pushed me to the floor. Wanting me to crawl behind her as we went into the kitchen.

She is a healthy eater and already had the refrigerator stocked with all the ingredient’s for some really delicious summer time salads and healthy drinks. She was telling how she liked her drinks. But she had never had anyone who was naked, to serve them to her, so this will be a learning experience. i assured her I would make her proud.

As she cut the lettuce and the tomatoes, she had me kneeling at her side as we talked about life, work and slavery. She would toss a scrap [iece into the air and watch as I picked it up from where it landed with my tongue and ate it.

After having me set the table for one, she enjoyed her dinner at the table and having me at her side. She had me spread my legs and tell her how wet i was. She had me occasionally pull her suit to the side, feel her pussy to tell her how she felt. I was not allowed to insert my fingers into her “yet”

Afterward, She went into the Livingroom to work on some papers and to watch a little TV, she had me eat my stuff from the dog bowl then join her. When I did, she had a towel on the couch and was laying on it, naked, with her legs spread far enough for me to lay between them and kiss her pussy. She said she never had a woman worship her. Yet she started to realize in this situation, was it a woman worshipping her pussy, or just a slave? Was there a difference?

The more she spread her legs and let me get between them, the more I could smell her excitement. We talked about that. being a slave as I am and being a woman as she is. When I needed to use the bathroom, she walked me outside and watched as I hunched on my feet and sprinkled my urine on the ground, in the dirt. She smiled and said that was “kinky as hell to watch”

After we both had some time in the pool, she was letting me be free to play and swim as i wanted to. Talking more about Master/slave life. It was a nice way to end the day.

From there it was bedtime. i was told I would sleep with her and she expected a shower to be running no later than 6am. Before going to sleep, she fucked me with my favorite dildo then had me lick her pussy to her satisfaction. I don’t think it was to a climax, but she was moaning and moving about when she pushed me away to finish herself off with the same toy.

I was still not sure and she refused to give me a straight answer. was she here to use me as Her slave? A Mistress with a slave. or was she here to discover her submissive side?

We did have a nice bedtime conversation on some of the issues we both had faced because of our body type. her sexual education was somewhat similar to mine. Having a male school friend “offer” to fuck her for the first time because nobody else would. Although her first time was pussy sex, she never got to experience ana sex until 21. oral sex was almost immediately after pussy sex and was, of course, the most requested thing from the boys while they played with your big boobs, pulling on your nipples.

She talked about the crying sessions after spending your days walking around and the only thing you saw were men and even women looking at your big boobs and “fat ass” and never saying anything to you, just giving you the nasty stare as they walked by. Humiliation was a daily battle that could take its toll on your mentality.

Finally she had me get her my medium butt plug, then get on my knees and have her insert it into my ass before telling me she will remove it in the morning. Then rolling over and falling asleep. Yes, she left me wet, wanting and my ass filled with a buttplug and she expected me to fall asleep?

The finny thing was that it was actually very easy to fall asleep with her next to me. I actually remember waking up at one point to find her hugging me, we were actually spooning.