Life Since He Found Out

It’s been two weeks since we all came clean.  My Boss had hinted at who I was and even is a subscriber to my blog. (waves hello!) Now He knows for certain that the slave exploits he had been reading about were actually from a female right in His own office. 

My last post talks about Master-Sir who had made the decision to do a proper introduction by letting Him inspect me as well as fuck me.  Then He offered my slave services (with limitations) to Him at the office as well as on my days off.

For many personal as well as business reasons, this made the most sense and brought peace to me.  To not have to hide entirely, who I am at the office.  As well, this is how it all began back in Phoenix.  Becoming my Boss’s blowjob slut/hotel maid before He became my Boss/Dom.

My former Boss/Dom, my Owner, my Owner’s Boss and others and predicted that my job with the resort, would become swamped with work orders and VIP client requests before the end of July. This surge would follow into August and hopefully the rest of the year.

Not only were all these predictions true, but they were also underestimating the avalanche of work the office I work in, received and continues to receive. Even as our idiot Governor keeps trying to kill the tourism business, it’s still staying strong. At least on the High Rollers end, is very strong.

To help even the workload among our small staff and to help me help Him, my new Boss/Dom had a meeting last week where He addressed staff about the impending workload and the requests being made of our office.  He asked that we each take a larger role in certain pieces of the job.

In His most eloquent ways, my Boss/Dom asked if anyone would like to be the point person on organizing, follow up, and inspections of work orders. He wanted the other people to be more out in the field, out in the casino/resort, and out meeting the clients as they check-in. 

Of course, we knew that role would be filled by me.  But He wanted to make sure the other staff members knew this position was going to be boring, detail-oriented and they need to work closely with Him.  And who wants to work day in and day out with their boss when they can be out with the people, the bright lights, and the sounds of a casino?  His slave!

So there will be less chance of them talking or suspecting anything afoul when I am at His desk or running errands for Him.

I get to do a lot of my strategy and planning work I the conference room where He shows up and gets whatever He wants, usually a blowjob while He feels my boobs and pinches the nipples.  It’s not as often as I would like and most times I have to stay dressed because others need to come in and get updates.  but it’s nice to have that opportunity.

He also enjoys never having to get a fresh cup of coffee, I always make sure He has a fresh cup on His desk!

Even in the short time we have had these changes, our team productivity has increased and we have been told to “keep up the good work” from upper management.

Thursday

Yes, Thursday.  My day is dedicated to helping out a Dom. This was my first time at my Boss’s home. Condominium in a long time and first time as His slave, actually seeing the entire place.  Yes, it was the home of an older, single gentleman.  It had all the signs of that.  Not much on the walls, not much in the cupboards for food or dishware.  Lots of papers spread all around and of course, a not too gross bathroom that is used by one man without a woman. .

Being a small, two-bedroom condo, it was going to be easy to keep clean.  He did have a pile of laundry as well as a lot of clothing to go for the dry cleaners.  Being my first time here as His slave, I wanted to be thorough and detailed.  That first deep clean And from what I cleaned, I knew this was the first time this place had a deep cleaning in a long time!

Since I was there in the morning, He had scheduled delivery of groceries.  When the young stud muffin of a delivery man arrived, He wasn’t sure what to make of the fluffy lady with big tits, wearing an apron and nothing else.  But He jumped at the chance to have a “thank you” blowjob before He left. 

He was a stud muffin, but His looks did not match His abilities.  A small cock and He shot quickly. Pretending He was doing me a favor and wanting me to “Really Suck It” yea, whatever minny man!

My life, not having to hide it from another man important to my life, is a nice feeling.  The freedom I missed.  I know it’s not a real answer. It’s more of an emotional feeling that I can t really explain. I just like how I feel now when I go from home to work. I know it’s there.

Finally.

Thank you all for the comments and the IM’s. Asking about or congratulating me on the new phase of my slave life. 

I don’t post the comments.  Just like t keep them as my private stash of “good vibes” I like to re-read on occasions.

Please keep them coming