Two weeks into the new year, Master-Sir has settled into His new life with me as His slave.

I am still an owned slave and love every minute of the new year. Master-Sir has stepped up His leash on me and has me on some new rules. They are mindfully painful, daily humiliation and orgasm denial that is driving me insane as it’s driving me into a deeper level of submission.

The first new rule is old; he never enforced it. I must ask permission to leave His side or vision and use my slave voice. As in “Master-Sir, may your slave….”

All my meals at home have been from His hand or my dog bowl on the floor. Miss Carol has seen this and likes to tease me about it. But even she will occasionally slip me some crumbs. She enjoys calling me to her side as she puts her hand for me to eat from. Then she pats me on the head, “Good slave”

Speaking of Miss Carol, Master Sir’s latest girlfriend. She is over here frequently now. She likes to come over, sit on the couch with Master, and watch a movie or something. She likes to talk to Him about me. She was asking Him if His slave would do something. She ignores me as she smiles down at me.

Last night she came over, and as she walked in, she handed me a bag, telling me these were her lingerie and for me to hand wash them carefully. As I took the bag, she told me to wait. She reached under her skirt, pulled down her panties, then handed them to me; I could feel they were warm and wet and had her smell on them. I smiled and thanked her. She smiled as she walked over to Master-Sir and gave Him a long, wet kiss hello..

As I said, the new year is full of humiliation! As much as I am in pain from no orgasm, I love how wet and needy I am. In constant arousal and desire to serve.

I mentioned on my Fetlife, that it’d been 13 days now, and Master-Sir has only used my mouth for His cum dump as well as drinking His stream. That is something else He has stepped up. It used to be only in the morning or occasionally while watching a movie. But now it’s almost anytime and any place (private). I wouldn’t say I like it, but I do love the humiliation of it.

I guess that’s another good way to remind me who I am and what I am. I am His slave, and I live for His pleasures, not mine.

Yes, twelve days without an orgasm. Not to say I have come close several times. A few times there, i thought for sure I was going to go over the edge, punishment be damned!

Thankfully i Was able to hold it off and get my mind back on my service. Master-Sir likes to tease me verbally while fucking my face. He will ask why I can’t have an orgasm (He forbids it, that’s why)—asking if I want one or if I am close to coming after being used (Hell, Yes!!).

To answer a question, I am allowed to take His cock out of my mouth. Otherwise, i am to be sucking and worshipping his cock until He is done using me.

With the New Year, there are some household changes. Our friend, Master Chad, has decided to get married. So He is trying to stop using me for His cum dump. I guess fucking me is an addiction. He has used my mouth several times at work. But that’s it.

If He comes over to the house in the morning, He will put the plug in my ass and help me pick out what to wear to work. Unfortunately, He stopped fucking me before inserting the plug. Then at work, maybe during lunch, I will get a call to see him in a suite He is working on. There I will give Him a blowjob. Even that will end.

Master-Sir has told the men who get to use me that they can still use me as rough as they want. In fact, He wished they used me more and rougher. Seriously, I need some release! But no matter how much I beg and plead to stop, they will keep using me until they are done. I am there for THEIR use and desires, not mine.

If, by some chance, I do have an orgasm while being fucked in one of my holes, I am to let my owner know immediately after. If He finds out from them, the punishment will be twice as hard.

My Boss was the first to try that. He was fucking my pussy in the conference room as he was fucking me, and I was moaning. Wanting to cum badly. Begging Him to let me cum.

He teased me by asking me questions as I tried to push the feelings out of my head. He asks me why I can’t cum. (Master’s orders, Sir) And what happens if I do have an orgasm while being used ( I get punished, Sir.) More verbal humiliation while being fucked. His words kept reminding me that I couldn’t have what I wanted.

Then to feel the reward of His cum in my hole, I smile as I turn to put His cock in my mouth for cleaning. Knowing I made another man happy and that I obeyed my owner by not cumming.

In any event, I do love my life.

Thank you for reading and for being my friend here.