As I predicted, Master-Sir has taken my submission or at least His desire to use me to a much deeper level this year.
He has already made it clear that I will not have any orgasms unless they are in front of Him or an audience.
Also, the people He lets me use can use any hole as usual. What has changed is that He has asked them not to cum inside me except in my mouth or let it shoot on my body or the floor. Ordering me to lick it up afterward.
Both of these are driving me crazy and making me even more rabidly submissive.
If you follow me, you will remember that back in December, I was giving my Master a blowjob when I tasted a female on His cock. He told me it was Miss Amy—a new lady who works in His company’s Reno office.
He told me that I would probably be meeting her soon. And this week, I met her. It was more like she met me.
I came home from work, I got naked in His office, and He had me stand in front of His desk, in inspection position, Hands behind my head, eyes facing forward, legs shoulder width apart. Speak only when spoken to.
He turned His webcam at me and put her on speaker. I couldn’t see her. He introduced His slut slave to her and told her to ask any questions.
She was very direct with her questions and her remarks. Master-Sir must have explained how to ask and remark. “she is …” or ” Can she?” questions seemed more directed to Him than to me.
There were a few directed at me that I was allowed to answer.
“Slave, why would a woman like you let your man sleep with another woman?” my reply: “Miss Amy, I am His property, not his woman. That means He owns me. He can do as He pleases, while I can only do as He allows. All I require is to be kept safe from harm and to be well used for His pleasures. I am here to serve His pleasures, not mine.”
“Bitch, did you enjoy tasting me on His cock? My reply: Yes, Miss Amy, Thank You. It shocked me at first because it’s been a while since He has had a beautiful woman to have sex with. I am happy He is out there once again.”
Do you enjoy having to share your man with other women? My Reply: Miss Amy, I don’t share anything. He shares me. I am His property, His slave, to be used as a cum dump or a sex toy. I never wanted to be His lover. He deserves a pretty woman to love; I want to make sure He is happy; that’s what I always wanted. For me, I always wanted to find a nice yet firm Dom to use me for His pleasures. I think I did!
Otherwise, it was “Have her show me her ass” (Master-Sir would give me the command). Is she wet? Him: Slave, feel your pussy. “Yes, she is very wet.” Then have me lick my fingers clean while she laughed
After she ran out of questions, Master-Sir returned to His work; they talked back and forth about the project they were working on. All this time, He kept the camera on me.
Occasionally, she would remark about my obedience, my saggy tits, or something like that. Otherwise, I was ignored. And being ignored while being displayed makes my mind go to weird places. I could feel my wetness grow. I knew there was a puddle at my feet. I wanted to hide at the same time as I wanted Him to use me for His cum-dump. But He ignored me.
At one point, He did send me for a fresh drink. She wanted to see how I kneel to serve Him His drink and to know if I will do the same for her when/if she visits. (yes)
I was humiliated as I could not see her, but she could see my naked body. I wondered if anyone else could see me. She had me move around to show her my holes, and she often wanted to make sure I was still wet and close to an orgasm, but I had to stop when I was close. I am learning to count down from 10; as I get closer to 1, they know I am almost ready to cum, and they stop me.
At one point, He came down to me; He never said a word. He removed His pants, fucked my sloppy pussy; He came while reminding me that I was not allowed to cum, then after I sucked His cock clean, He sent me off to start dinner. But first, I had to lick the mess that I made on the floor. At that point, I heard her laugh.
As I left the room, He had me stop to say goodbye to Miss Amy. I heard her laugh again and tell me that I was a good, obedient slave and that she looked forward to using me someday soon. They continued talking after I left the room.
As I fixed dinner, He came into the kitchen and never said another word about the call. Other than that I made Him proud by how I behaved.
As my reward, He had me hump His leg after dinner. He was edging me for over two hours while He watched a movie. My head was so dizzy, wanting to cum, I could not tell you what He was watching. I was edged, I was humiliated, I was used, I was wet. I just wanted to be allowed to cum…
But Not Tonight…
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