Life here is finally starting to look more normal.  Master-Sir is regaining His abilities more every day. 

My Brother and his brother have left for now. His older brother said he would return soon, but he has not told us when.

So, I thought now may be a good time to answer some interesting questions left by a friend on FetLife about my post “How to Operate this Slave.”

Are you doing your part?

My part would be obeying and serving. I would also guess that in this case, it was more “being of service.” I was there to serve His wants and needs, along with a gentle, submissive push to help Him understand I am really here for Him, to do for Him things He doesn’t need to worry about.

Have you learned what both brothers like for drinks, food, etc. What are their normal morning/daily/evening routines?

I love to be challenged and having multiple people to serve, keeps me on my slave toes.  To remember who drinks what. Who likes this or hates that.

My brother is a Midwesterner. He is simple. He likes me to kneel at the bedside, holding a fresh cup of coffee. When he wakes up, he takes the coffee and dismisses me. I leave to get his bathroom ready, then head down to fix breakfast.

The brother is similar. Wake him up, give Him coffee, and leave Him alone. However, towards the end, He did start asking me (Grrr.) to come back in and towel Him off after His shower, and that led to being used for a morning anal fuck.

The stroke has turned all the peoples involved lives upside down for now. How do you make them comfortable? How do you make them comfortable with you/your status on a daily basis?

I loved this question! For many people, His brothers especially, they see BDSM and Master/slave as only being about sex, whips, chains, and “abuse.”

And I do know that for most people in this lifestyle, that is it and is only in the bedroom and only on the weekends, etc…

This is where I really got to be of service to even the vanilla people in our lives. 

For His parents, they never had to leave their son’s side while in the hospital. I made the call for their Ubers, I brought them better chairs, fresh blankets. After the initial shock and I fell into slave mode, I could make the calls back home to update the family.

Back at the house, I made sure the beds were freshly made, the house was clean, and they had all the drinks, snacks, and foods I knew they liked in the house.  A good blowjob seems to be the best way for men to relax and I’m really good at that!

Everyone just fell into knowing that what they needed would be there for them. Not to worry.  I served them all in one way or another.  So, they could focus on their family member’s health.

You have already found out that Master Jerry wasn’t quite comfortable. Going from 0-100 in a short time must leave him with some questions.

One night after leaving the hospital, back home, where I was getting naked and getting back into my slave mode, kneeling at the brother’s feet.  He explained to me the problem He was having and it’s a normal one.

We were in the living room, and I was starting to get His pants off so I could get to His hard cock.

He was laughing as he was struggling. We had just left his brother, in the hospital, all the tubes and such and now I was about to give His brother a much-needed blowjob.

He was enjoying it yet confused by His emotions. This should not be happening. We are supposed to be thinking about Him and Him getting better. But I am there sucking a cock and He is smiling, relaxing. It was not sexual, it was therapeutic.  In His Words “this is not normal, but yet it is.”

The brother was relaxing, the blowjob was not sexual as it was helping him deal with the stress of knowing his brother is not well. 

To His brother, the blowjob was letting His life unwind. No need to think, no need to reciprocate, no need to wonder what is after He fills my mouth with His reward, and I swallow, then I go to get Him a drink before bed.

I did all this for him without Him having to say a word, and I also did it with my usual smile. To Him, this was like living in an alternate universe.

You don’t “use” a woman like this in His world. You don’t just lay back, let her suck your cock and then fetch you a drink.  That’s what He was fighting.

What He finally did is realize that this is freedom.  I am free because I am owned. He is free to use me as he wants without guilt.

I hope that made sense.

How is therapy working for Master?

Thank you for this question. He has a visiting nurse twice a week. At the end of the month, the office trips for therapy end. It’s all done here at home now. There is more walking, talking, and focus on the future. It reminds me of elementary school. Learning to say the words correctly, hand movements, and such. One day at a time. 

Master Sir has always been a positive-minded man. He sees the good and not the bad. To him, this is just a bump in the road. 

His main motivation was to get to the point where he could have a romantic night with Miss Amy and fuck her brains out ASAP!