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My New Year’s Eve

January 4, 2024 / slave / 0 Comments

I finally have some free time to update you on my New Year’s Eve. This year was a little different than most as we went to a public party filled with vanilla people!

We had the entire day to ourselves.

After breakfast and after I cleaned everything up, He had me lay on the floor in front of the TV, facing my Master, and telling me that I had to finger myself to orgasm.

Actually, I was allowed two, s—the kind where I see the stars and the birdies over my head. Yes, I’m weird.

Finally, after two months of going without! I can say it was wonderful. All the pent-up emotions and the thrill of having to be displayed like that caused me to have two powerful rolling orgasms. The kind where I see the stars and the birdies over my head. Yes, I’m weird.

I screamed so loud I’m pretty sure the neighbors heard. And I made a big wet spot on my towel.

After I caught my breath and my vision returned, I couldn’t kiss Master-Sir’s feet enough, thanking him for that privilege. He patted me on the head, telling me that I was a good Bitch slave. I was probably ready for another one at that point!

For New Year’s Eve, He took me out to a party at a local resort.

Yes, He took me out in public. He allowed me to dress up, wear a bra and panties, and look as pretty as possible as I hung on His arm.

He couldn’t let me go out in public without something that reminded me that I was His slave. So right before leaving the house, He inserted a medium-sized butt plug. It was large enough to walk somewhat normally, yet I always knew it was there.

It felt strange to be the guest and not the slave. Watch other people serve the food, clear the plates, and serve the guests.

Of course, I ensured Master Sir always had a fresh drink, and I got Him anything He wanted or needed. I was His slave.

It felt like a dream to be on His arm, both of us dressed in our finest clothes, as we walked around, talking to people. I was allowed to be like them for a couple of hours, with no restrictions, no formalities.

Occasionally, I would feel His hand on my back as he pushed on the butt plug to remind me, He was in charge. I was free to talk and to visit, but I knew I was still His slave and needed to be proper in my manners or suffer a punishment.

He even danced with me for a couple of slow songs. He held me, and he kissed me a lot. He smelled so nice. It felt so wonderful to have His arms around me, holding me.

My ex-boss and his nephew were also there, and it was nice to catch up with them. I gave the nephew his first blowjob when he turned 16 (cough, cough). I was also the first woman He saw naked.

Both of them were in town for the event with their spouses. My Ex-boss did ask permission to take me into the family bathroom and have a blowjob. Being on my knees in front of Him brought back some beautiful memories.

Finally, as it got close to midnight, Master-Sir took me to our suite. We were off the Strip at another resort.

He had me sitting on the couch, looking out the window. He pulled the butt plug out and had me lick it clean. We toasted the old year, and we kissed.

Then I saw Him bring out the evil clamps. He hadn’t played with them in a long time, and now He wanted to. Worse yet, these were not just the evil nipple clamps; they had a chain going down to a clamp for my clit. This was going to be a painful New Year’s Eve.

Something I am not proud of and something I really do, but I begged Him to do something else. Those things are painful, especially when he pulls on them as He gets close to coming. I hate them.

I pleaded with him to use something else for this moment. A paddle, the larger butt plug, anything where I would be allowed to enjoy some of what I knew was about to happen.

Nope, He smiled as he attached them and then ordered me over the couch, and I felt Him push in me. There was no foreplay or anything romantic.

The clit clamp was causing me so much pain, I could not focus on anything else, and I knew I would not be having any orgasm as he was going to enjoy having one. But I am His slave, and He does as He wants with his slave.

I was hurting as he just used my pussy for His pleasure. I could feel His cock get harder each time He pulled on the chains as I was moaning/begging/crying.

I was right; the pain from the clamps never allowed me to enjoy being used. I tried to watch as the celebration began, but my eyes were filled with tears.

In the middle of the fireworks, I felt Him reach under me and take the clit clamp off. The sudden flood of blood was worse than the feeling of them on me. And then I felt Him shoot His load in me and scream, “Happy New Year.”

Between the pain from the clamps, the feel of Him humping me, and then the rush after he took them off just as he was coming and the fireworks were at their peak, I was one mess of emotions…

Have I ever mentioned how my Owner is a master at fucking with your emotions? He is. Master-Sir pulled me around, pulled off the nipple clamps (OUCH), and kissed me deeply as he massaged my boobs. My mind was all blubber at that point.

I could not tell you if I came or not. I didn’t care.

After I sucked His cock clean, He pulled me by my hair onto the bed (yum). He had me sit on top of him, His soft cock under my wet pussy (I love that) as we toasted to the new year.

He hugged me and kissed me again. Did I mention He was a great kisser when I was allowed to be kissed?

I collapsed from being drained of any energy. Smiling and in love. I fell asleep.

In the morning, we both woke up at the same time. He rolled me back on top of him and fucked me. He hasn’t done that in ages. To feel Him in me and letting me ride His cock, was another round of orgasms.

With my hands behind my back, riding His cock up and down, He bit and pulled on my nipples until I was about to orgasm (again), and He pushed me off. Ordering me to finger myself as he came in my open mouth.

I didn’t know what to do or feel at the time. I wasn’t happy not having Him use me to the end. I wanted so badly to feel Him cum inside me; it’s been a long time since he or anyone did that. But I was happy just being used for His pleasures.

We showered together, and that’s when he told me, “In 2024, You will not be allowed to orgasm from penetration.”

Saying that like yesterday morning, on the floor at home, with my fingers, I will beg to come as he and others watch.

Sometimes, he can play the ultimate mind-fuck on me!

But again, I would never trade my life today for my life before I became His slave. Never. He owns me, and I will do whatever he tells me to do, or I will suffer any way my Owner deems I need to suffer to please Him.

That is what I wanted and what He is giving me.

2024 is going to be an exciting year! I hope you had a wonderful

Summer begins, and a special visitor

June 13, 2022 / slave / 0 Comments

In Las Vegas, once the heat starts to boil, it’s officially pool season. For me, that means coming home from work each day and finding our friends enjoying our pool as well as entertaining my Owner! I get to go from working wench to becoming a well-loved service slave.

Friday afternoon could not come fast enough. I wanted to get home as soon as I got to the office. Master-Sir was having a special guest this weekend and I was anxious to get home to serve.

Walking into the house, Master-Sir was in his home office. I quickly took off my shoes and stood in the doorway. He has a new way for me to switch gears from being a working wench to being His service slave.

I stand in front of His desk, dressed. Silently I wait until He tells me to strip. Getting naked is one thing, having to wait to be told you can get naked, is always humiliating.

As I remove my skirt and fold it neatly, He always asks who used me today. Yes, other than Him, I am expected to be used by someone else during the day. Most days its either my Boss/Dom or our friend who also works in the same resort, Master Chad.

Today, like most work days, begins with me coming into the office, into the closed boardroom, getting naked, and kneeling in front of my Boss/Dom. He usually has me on all fours, turn around to show Him my ass and He will remove the butt plug. Then pulls His cock out while I turn around to suck His cock. Occasionally He will change it up and want to fuck one of my other holes. But it’s usually a daily blowjob.

Then during lunch, Master Chad called me up to a locked-out suite and fucked my ass. Today He was in a rough mood. No talk, just get naked, kneel on the bed. He sticks His cock in my pussy, gets wet then shoved it into my tight ass. A few hard strokes and He came. Then told me to clean up and leave. He went back to work.

“Good. That will get you ready for our guests” was His response. Guests? I knew His guest was here. But we had others? “Sir, is She here? Did she bring a guest?” I didn’t see anyone out in the pool, but she/they could be lounging in the shade.

Master-Sir assured me that “She” was here. Meaning the woman I called The “Pretty Blonde” has arrived. She was wanting to come out and give my Owner a few things His late girlfriend, her sister, left for Him.

I was also hoping maybe she could get Him out of the funk. Maybe have some hot sex that he needs and deserves. Get Him to get back out there and find a real woman again to love.

He also told me that after I get everyone properly served I was to take her car to get it washed and filled. Actually, it was The Pretty Brunnette’s car. She is just bringing it back from San Diego.

Once I was naked and waiting for further instructions, as well as wanting to know who else was there, I was wanting my butt plug removed. The rule for the last two months has been I have to wear it once i leave the house. At work, I leave it in until my Boss/Dom removes it. He can tell me to remove it or tell me to keep it in until further notice.

If it’s removed, I can not leave the office until it’s put back in. Usually, at the end of the day, my boss will have me bend over His desk, he will play with it in my pussy before shoving it into my ass. I come home so my Owner remove it to start my evening.

As uncomfortable as it is to wear it, it’s still humiliating having to ask for it to be inserted or removed. Today, he wanted to tease me. “Have one of our guests remove it”.

My Young Friend was here with his lady friend. I have met her a couple of times when they were over as part of His study group. But now, i was told, she is His fiance! Congrats to my Young Friend!!

I was so anxious when He told me the news. Once Master-Sir released me, i ran straight out to the pool and found them all on the lounge chairs, talking and enjoying the sunshine. I was surprised to see that both ladies were topless. The Pretty Blonde had her wide-brimmed hat on, a skimpy bikini bottom, and was reading some magazine.

I went first to The Pretty Blonde. Calling her Mistress was an honor. I was so happy to see her. She smiled and pulled me down for a hug. She thanked me for all the nice things I said about her sister online and in private.

Turning around to find my Young Friend with His arm wrapped around a beautiful brunette who shocked me that she was topless. She always seemed so modest around other people. She had C cups with pointy nipples, Mistress has full D cups. I joked with my Young Friend that he must be in Booby heaven.

He told me he was and that he already had to go into the spare bedroom and have a little afternoon sex with her. She blushed. Looking at his crotch, I think she will need to take Him back there again.

When I turned to leave and get them their drinks, the girlfriend was a little surprised when she saw what was in my ass. I told her I needed someone to remove it. That I am not allowed to do it myself. She smiled and said “Now That’s Kinky!

Without warning, she just looked at Him and told Him to remove it. Ok, that kind of shocked me that she offered Him to do the honors. I made sure she was ok with it and that she meant it. I didn’t want to cause any problems with them or with myself.

She reminded me that we have had talks in the past. She understands what we have done together. Sexual as well as family and friendship. She is ok with that. She likes that I am “fluffy” yet can be a sexual toy for others. Over the years, I helped him with a lot of maturity issues and according to her, taught Him how to be a gentleman as well as a great lover. That was an unexpected compliment.

They are planning a Christmas wedding and she is getting a little more involved in the family restaurant, so she figures we will be seeing more of each other. I told her that I look forward to that. she is welcomed here anytime for any reason.

Mistress decided to add her comments to the conversation, looking over her magazine, “FYI, sweetie, Bitch slave licks really good pussy as well!” Thank You, Mistress! All three laughed at that comment.

I left to get the drinks.

I’m not sure if it was to prove her point, claim her territory, or what, but when I returned, Mistress was swimming laps and the girlfriend was giving my Young Friend a blowjob poolside. She looked at me as she was bobbing her head up and down on His cock. He told me “thank you” and smiled. I smiled back telling Him he is one lucky man.

When Mistress told her I lick pussy, now the girlfriend was openly sucking my friend’s cock, I started to wonder if she would ever want me to lick her pussy. At the same time, I realize I haven’t seen her pussy yet!

Talk about two strange thoughts. Normally I never think about licking a pussy unless I am told to. Plus, I never really think about what her pussy just be like. As well, normally people are wither naked, so I see everything, or they are dressed, not half and half. Now I wanted to see her pussy!

She took her mouth off His hard cock long enough to ask if I was ok with Him removing my butt plug. I’m starting to really like her! I smiled. “Mam, your man is a dear friend of mine and as the house slave, i will do anything he tells me to do without question. That now goes for you as well. I am the slave to serve you, if you want me to do something for you, please just tell me. Don’t ask. Ok?”

She wasn’t sure how to react to that comment other than “Ok” My young friend told me to bend over as He gripped the plug and pulled it out with a popping sound. Thankfully it wasn’t the large one, so there wasn’t any pain. I obediently turned and knelt by His side to take it from him, I cleaned it off with my tongue and thanked Him. She smiled and returned to sucking His cock. I went to get dressed and to take Mistress’s car to get serviced, as I was instructed.

Our first official summer weekend begins!

Prelude to the Draft Weekend

April 27, 2022 / slave / 0 Comments

Ok, where to start on this one! This has been a few weeks in the planning. As the slave, I was the eon left to plan everything and keep it all organized! It’s not been easy, but I think I have it all worked out now. Not that I have any choice, the day has arrived and it all needs to fall into place!

For the next four days, I will be the service slave to the four men who probably knew me more intimately than anyone else on earth. During the next four days, I will be their complete and obedient slave. I have no doubt that they will use me in every way they can possibly use me, knowing that I will enjoy each and every minute of my service to them.

Why are they here? They are in Las Vegas this weekend to have fun and enjoy the festivities of what is known as The NFL Draft. Don’t ask me, I’m not a football fan. I just know it’s all sports and it’s all weekend and Las Vegas is packed with a lot of people here to experience it.

Besides the four men I need to serve, my Boss/Dom loaned me to my old department, where I used to work with high rollers, big spenders, and the big gamblers. Some have become wonderful friends who ask for me every time they come to Las Vegas.

Hopefully somewhere in there, I will have time to rest and rejuvenate!

Who Is Here?

First Master – Master-Mark -This is the man who first called me a slave and I slapped His face. As he explained his reason for calling me that! After calming me down and talking me thru it, I understood more of what he meant and realized that He was right.

I had lost touch with Him over the years. However, 5 years ago, on a holiday trip back to see the family in Chicago, we found Him outside a mall, homeless and asking for spare change.

We hooked Him up with my former Boss/Dom who lived nearby, who took Him in, found Him a job and they became friends.

Note: I thought I had the story of our first meeting, but apparently it was deleted with the first blog and was never recovered.

My original Boss/Dom – This is the man who saw me as a gold digger when I first interviewed to be a maid at a resort in Phoenix. He managed the Housekeeping department and thought i was using his department as a stepping stone to get to the front desk or management.

In reality, it was my Owner who demanded that I get a job as a maid in a resort. Having Retail Management experience, this was to be humiliating for me and it was. Especially when I ended up having to beg for the job by promising Him daily blowjobs. After hearing that, He hired me right after I sucked His cock!

He later transferred to Las Vegas and I was part of His transfer agreement. I was brought along as His office administrator.

He left the company several years ago and we have remained friends ever since. he does get to use me when He is in town or we are visiting near Him.

Jason – I met Him when he was, well I can say His real age at the first meeting. He lived in another state, but visited His Uncle in Phoenix often. His uncle was my first Boss/Dom.

At first, He was staying at his Uncles house during spring break or summer. Over the course of the summer, I took his virginity in all three of my holes (smiles).

He would use me often after He started college and stayed more with His uncle. At one point, I was “gifted” to Him and some of His fraternity brothers. read that here

The fourth Man is my Owner. And that’s pretty self-explanatory. i am here to serve Him. It is my only goal in life to make Him happy in any way that I can. And this is one of the ways I will make Him very happy.

Master Mark is staying at our house and will sleep in the guest bedroom. i will take care of his needs. Clean his room and keep his clothes clean. I stocked the refrigerator with his favorite beer, the pantry has his favorite snacks in it.

I picked Him up at the airport, brought Him home, unpacked his bags, and gave Him his first of what I am sure will be many blowjobs while He is here!

Boss/Dom and Jason will stay in a near the strip hotel/condo that has two bedrooms and a pool that I verified will have hot ladies in it all weekend long for Jason to ogle and hopefully, score with.

Today, during my lunch, I went to their suite and stocked it with their favorite beverages and snacks. Also, left plenty of condoms and a few toys around as well. Master-Sir made sure I included a wooden paddle in case they need to punish me or just want to beat my ass because they can. (ouch)

They will arrive tomorrow and I will go over when they arrive to unpack their bags and serve them as needed. I will return at least once a day to make sure the suite is properly cleaned and stocked with fresh towels and sheets.

The plan is for the men to get together and spend most of the afternoon down on the Strip doing whatever they are to do. Then in the evening, they will be at the house here for dinner, drinks, and conversation.

During dinner tonight with Master Mark and my current Boss/Dom, they discussed some new rules for me to follow, I will talk about those later. But while they were enjoying the evening and ignoring me, Master’s Boss (The Boss) called and asked if He and His son (The Son) could join them for the festivities and Master-Sir liked that idea. The more the merrier I guess!

Yes, four men, ok, maybe now six, who have fucked every one of my holes. Has punished me and used me as their sex toy as well as their domestic wench, are all friends or will become friends and will use me together, separate, and for many, many different things.

This is what I live for!
I will be used, abused, and very sore in all the right places when they all go home Sunday and Monday. But I will have a smile on my face that will take weeks if not months to wear off!

More to come!

A Celebration of Life

March 18, 2022 / slave / 0 Comments

The Pretty Brunette has been an important part of my Owner’slife for over 5 years. So that means she was an important part of my life as well.

After battling cancer for the last two years, she finally lost her fight and went peacefully in her sleep. Last weekend we flew to Cincinnati in order to attend her celebration of life.

Long-time readers will remember Jason. He is the nephew of my first Dom/Boss. I was also his first blow job and first anal sex toy. He lives close to Cincinnati and works, like His uncle, in the hospitality field. He arranged for us to stay at a local hotel.

It was only for two days, but we had arranged for him to join us on the day of the celebration. Master-Sir and I had discussed the issue of me being “there”. We figured most of the family knew about Him, but how would you explain me? So Jason agreed to be my chaperon and show me the sights while Master-Sir went to the event. She never wanted a funeral, she wanted her life to be celebrated.

The first night there, we were having dinner in the hotel restaurant with Jason, as well as The Pretty Brunette’s sister, The Pretty Blonde. We were later joined by Diane. Apparently, she was a former roommate, sometime lover.

The dinner conversation did not go exactly as one would imagine. Being that this was an event for the family and friends to remember a person in their life.

When Master-Sir explained that I would not attend the celebration, both the sister and the roommate loudly objected. Telling us that I was a part of her life and as such, many people there would be expecting to meet this mysterious woman. The boyfriend? No problem. But they heard stories about his wife and they wanted to meet her.

The Pretty Brunette told them stories about me? The sister, having visited Las Vegas and stayed with us on several occasions, let others know that the mysterious boyfriend was married and the wife was ok with it…

I found it funny that Diane, the roommate/lover had always been a bit jealous of what she knew about me. For whatever reason, I had never met her. She was always gone when I was there. According to her, The Pretty Brunnette would talk about how I could worship her pussy until she fell asleep. Something Diane could never do.

After dinner, Master-Sir wanted to spend some time in the bar to catch up on college basketball. Letting Jason take me back to the room and use me. His wife hates anal sex and I always loved when He would use me there.

It felt nice to be back on my knees with my ass there for rHim. Its been a long time since anyone has used me for sex. Master-Sir has been in a deep depression the last couple of months as she started to lose her battle.

My usual stable of men wanting to use me have been busy with their own lives, so they would use me for a quick blowjob, nothing more. Even my Boss/Dom has been out of the loop for a while.

So having my friend Jason, wanting to use my holes was a pleasure. To feel Him inside me, talking nice to me and not being too rough on me. It was all a wonderful experience. When He came inside me, I was not wanting to pull out. I wanted Him to stay there and let me enjoy the warmth of His cum and the fullness of His cock. But I knew I needed to let Him go. I needed to suck His cock clean, thank Him, then get Him dressed and send Him back home to the wife.

The celebration was a wonderful experience. We heard some wonderful stories from many different people. She touched a lot of lives in her short time on this planet and I felt very honored to know that even begin the slave to her boyfriend, she thought very kindly of me and even told some people about me. Me, being the wife to her boyfriend. Thankfully not much beyond that!

Master-Sir actually slept the entire flight home. I mean from the time we got into our seats until the plane landed in Las Vegas. He had not slept that well in weeks and I was so happy to see Him do that. I knew now that He had come to peace with what all had happened and that she will always be in His heart. He was ready now to rejoin life.

Never forget, tomorrow is never guaranteed. Say “I love you” to your special someone as often as you can…

Life Since He Found Out

August 5, 2021 / slave / 1 Comment

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

My Boss

July 14, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

Yes, I work smack-dab almost in the middle of freak central/chaos central. Otherwise known as the Las Vegas Strip. My 10 year anniversary is soon approaching and my friends have promised me a party. I don’t want one, but I will do as they ask and enjoy it anyway.

In that decade-plus (it’s actually a little longer than 10 years, but depends on how you count), I have moved three times to different departments and I have been assigned to a couple of other ones for short periods of time. In two of the departments, the Boss knew that I was a slave and they had use of me with few, but negotiable limits. Privacy and discretion were obviously important!

My current Boss just thinks I am an older, well-settled lady who just likes to be overly helpful to the people above her. Not looking for a promotion, not looking to make any waves. I’m ok where I am at and that I like to help out when and where I can. Even if it’s often times focusing obsessively on Him.

He, meanwhile, is going on for almost 30 years in the hotel/hospitality business. He is a couple of years older than I am and is looking to keep His head down and make it these last 5 years before retiring with a very nice golden egg. He doesn’t want to change departments or work for a promotion. He likes to stay in the far back rooms of the company and not be noticed while working His ass off…

He jokes that in many ways, we are very similar in our career goals. If He Only Knew the Truth!

My Boss. A friendly fellow. He knows what needs to be done and He makes sure it gets done faster and better than planned. He is not a real hard driver. However, He likes to make sure everyone is always “Moving the ship forward” (His words) and that ship is our little department. we handle the VIP’s, big spenders, and high rollers.

He is that rare boss that you just want to deliver for Him all the time. His directives and His motivations make you want to do it better and faster than last time. You want to make Him happy and make our guests happy. The rest of our small staff all feel pretty much the same way as I do about Him.

He puts more on our plate than we think we can handle and occasionally adds a few things that are out of our comfort zone and we enjoy the challenges trying to prove Him wrong when He is right, we can do it… .

For looks, his mannerisms, and his Domly voice, He always reminds me of the actor Tim Matheson, or maybe it’s just my teenage crush coming back for the actor living out in the image of my boss?? Tim’s voice is not really “domly” but it is direct and very manly to me. But can still get me wet between the legs when I watch His shows…

During the work from home periods, I was in the office at times alone with Him and was allowed to be more submissive to Him and His business needs than normal and I enjoyed that. We got to work together, alone and in privacy. Working in a more vanilla version of Master/slave roles, He complimented me on my efficiencies and abilities to help Him be more productive than He had imagined.

There were several times there when I wanted Him to get us in the conference room, let me shut the shades, turn off the electronics then get naked and kneel at His feet. I wanted to open my heart out and tell Him to use me how He wanted to. Use me! Don’t ask me to get you a cup of coffee, expect me to get it. Tell me to file the papers, make the calls and clean his desktop… Like my previous Bosses did.

It’s funny because, in some m ways, I think He already knows. or maybe has His suspicions. His looks, the way He talks to me when we are alone has changed over the last couple of weeks. My ways of responding to Him have also changed. I am faster with responses. I do things He has not asked for yet I know He needs me to do. Or wants me to do. And I was right!

He is a wonderful ma o work with and I, like Him, want the same things. The ability to serve our purposes, be left alone by those higher up and let us do what needs to be done to make the guest happy with what we deliver. To be left out of the company politics And to do it for another few years before we walk into the sunset.

In the kinky scenario, Let me do what I did for my first Boss/dom and give Him a blowjob every morning before I start work! It was a great way to get the day rolling!!

Flashback – Meetings and Conventions

July 3, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

A friend on Fetlife had been talking about things from my past and things that I miss doing or times where I served others without Him. I flashed back to my former Boss/Dom. He has been in a few discussions I have had with my owner about my current job and my current Boss, so He was fresh on my mind.

His question and my subsequent search for posting about Him, made me realize that since I rebuilt this website, the posts about my original job with my Boss/Dom were not on here.

So here is a quick flashback on my first time being used by my Boss/Dom during an out-of-town conference. My Master-Sir had given Him full use of me while on the trip and that meant he could share me with a few other trusted people.

Working as a slave

If you are a frequent reader of my blog, you know that I gave up my retail management career in Chicago to move 1800 miles to be the slave to a man I had met 30 days earlier. He ran His own business and I tagged along occasionally. Then one day he made me dumb down my resume and get a job as a lowly maid in a fancy resort in Phoenix, Arizona.

The manager thought I was nuts, that I was up to something. So he refused to hire me figuring I was just using His department to get into bigger and better things. So in a fit of panic, I knew that if I did not get this silly job, my Owner was going to punish me. So I promised him a blowjob every day that I worked. That is what sealed the deal and I was hired as a hotel maid.

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Once He figured out who I really was ( a slave) He asked my Owner for more privileges to use me more often as a slave. He discovered that having a slave to travel with has some side benefits that can help him gain a promotion (and move us to Las Vegas)

Meetings and Events

As the head of a large department for a major resort, He would occasionally be called out of town to manager meetings. Some at Regional and District levels. So He started to take me along as His assistant. He would book a suite for Him and a normal room for me. Actually, I would book the rooms for Him. Not that I ever slept in my assigned room, it was booked more to show that I was really there for the job.

Thinking back to the first meeting I went to. It was in Los Angeles and it was a strategy meeting. Checking in the night before, his regional manager saw Him/us and invited us to dinner at some fancy restaurant in the hotel. During dinner, He had privately expressed His displeasure in how my Boss had insisted that he be allowed to bring an “assistant” when nobody else was allowed to. Saying that as an “FYI” some of the other directors may be mumbling under their breathe on how this expense is not justified. They were not allowed or even asked if they could bring their own assistant. “So be ready for some mumbling and grumbling”

My Boss/Dom explained that I will certainly prove my worth to the meeting as well as to those in attendance. I am a dependable and reliable note-taker and can handle all the little details that can normally slow down a meeting without a fuss. His Boss did appreciate my attention to detail and how I can recall certain facts and figures, but otherwise, I was very good at staying silent and functioning in the background.

After dinner, my Boss/Dom sent me back to the suite to make sure his bags were unpacked and the room was ready for us to prepare for the morning meeting. He would join me after a few drinks in the bar with His boss. Quietly He reminded me that the rules are still in force. i am to be naked in the suite as I am in His house. “Yes Sir” I whispered as I made my exit

I did as He ordered, got naked and started to do my assignments. Getting His bags unpacked, clothing put away then worked on setting up the tables as our office. Starting to dig into the notes and memos for the following days’ meetings. After a few hours, I heard some noise in the hallway and then the door opening and there were my two men. A little drunk, but still functioning. His Boss had not spotted me yet, but my Boss/Dom quickly told me to go put a skirt on. He wanted me in his favorite red skirt and nothing else. Also to “fluff up” my nipples. Quickly disappearing then reappearing in the red long skirt and nothing else, as ordered just as His Boss started to realize where He was.

Sitting in the living room of the suite, the Boss was a little shocked to find me kneeling next to Him. He did notice that I had Big Boobs and He liked seeing Big Boobs but was a little confused at this all. As He started to focus, I was sent to get the two men a cold beer while they talked.

The Boss enjoyed the show as I stood up, got them a beer, and then knelt at His feet to properly serve it to Him. The Boss looked down at me as I handed Him His beer, stating that my Boss told Him that I give “the best Blowjobs in the world!”. Ok, so now I know they talked about me? Should have figured that. Trying not to smile too much at that compliment, I assured the big man that I would enjoy proving to Him that my Boss was right

He started to unbuckle His pants, but I stopped Him. “That’s my job,” I told Him! He liked that. I reached up to unbuckle His pants and saw that his cock was already rising to attention. He shifted Himself to let me pull His pants and underwear down and quickly swallowed His cock. He groaned as He felt my mouth on His cock. His hands quickly found my hanging breasts, He went for my now hard nipples and grabbed them like His life was dependant on them! A little pain for some pleasure.

As I started to worship His very well-sized pole, he started to talk about how His wife never liked blowjobs. But being the good wife, she would offer to give Him one occasionally just to make Him happy. And she would even let Him play with her “tiny tits”. Highlighting that playing with her tits was a big deal in their lovemaking. But not like “These BOOBS” as He continued His story, twisting my nipples for effect. She liked herself as they were, “Nice, firm B-cup bobbies”.

Then as I swallowed more and licked longer, He suddenly stopped talking and leaned back to let me do what I do best. I know I am doing it right once the man relaxes and starts to just breathe heavy! In little time, I felt His cock tense up as He started to pump His cum into my throat.

Oh, I was a happy camper as He actually kept it up for a few seconds and gave me plenty to savor and swish in my mouth before swallowing. Then hearing that sigh, the body goes limp as I feel the last of His cum and His cock starts to go soft. In the end, he agreed with my Boss/Dom that I did give Him The Best BlowJob EVER!!

As I helped Him get dressed, I kissed His feet and thanked Him for the honor of letting me suck His cock. it was indeed my pleasure and I hope that he will allow me to do it again soon! Soon turned out to be every night of the workshop.

At the start of the first morning workshop, His boss made it clear that I am there at His request because I had proven my invaluable skills at making meetings more productive and beneficial to all who are there. I guess a blowjob now qualifies as a meeting enhancement!

No other words needed to be spoken on that topic as I served them all coffee, got the papers copied, collated, and handed out. I ordered their lunches every day as well as confirming their dinner reservations or golf games! They apparently loved me, nobody that I know said a bad word about me being there.

On the last night, in the suite and after a final wrap-up meeting with a few other directors who also got to sample my blowjob skills, The Boss made it very clear that He intends to fuck me at the next Director’s meeting in 2 months in Florida. Meaning that my Boss/Dom just got the Ok from His boss to bring me along anytime they have a gathering! No questions asked.

Just for an FYI: At that next meeting, He had His first anal fuck and enjoyed it very much! He even let me have an orgasm. Hearing me ask Him if I could, seemed to make His cock get a little harder. That always seems to happen when I ask the man to allow me to enjoy myself as much as He is enjoying Himself!

I am liking these flashbacks!

The Day After

June 7, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

Memorial Day and the anal fucking of my lifetime left me sore, confused, happy, sad, sore and obedient beyond belief. Did I mention sore?

But I was awake at my usual time, trying to get myself ready for work, get myself ready to serve my Owner in the morning. He had woken me up several times in the night to use my mouth for His urinal. I hate when He has a night of beer drinking The taste is worse than normal… But I did my duty and fell back to sleep until He needed me at the usual morning time when I should have been awake anyway.

To say I was functioning on only a few cylinders, would be an over statement! Master-Sir just wanted t sleep, so I let Him and that meant I could use that time ot slowly get myself ready for work.

I left early and treated myself to a drive thru breakfast. Master-Sir allowed it. However, every speedbump in the parking lot reminded me of just how sore my ass was from the fucking it took the day before.

At work, the first person to greet me was my now former secret admirer. Yesterday was her real baptism into my life, my world and she was still in shock over it all. Not scared, just a little shocked at it all.

However, she did tell me that she enjoyed watching how obedient I was to my Owner and His commands. She knew now what she wants to become. watching everything, the other slaves and how they were used and how she was such a wonderful naked servant, made her boyfriend/Dom so horny, He had fucked her hard several times. “Like really Hard!”. She said she really enjoyed the use and abuse. Especially how she felt so free to be like that and to serve her Dom like that in such an open, accepting environment.

Her being naked in the open was scary, yet liberating. He allowed others to feel her perky tits and to finger her pussy when she served them drinks. But she was otherwise off-limits for any sexual use except by Him. She said He now has ordered her to be shaved everywhere below the neck. Your welcome!

At work, my Boss was not impressed with my slow-moving ways and the fact that my head was not really there. the brain was still processing the anal assault from the day before. But He let it all slide because I was extra sweet with Him as I delivered Him His coffee just how He likes it. Not letting the cup go empty before I refilled it again. I was allowed to do that because He sent everyone else in the office out to other departments to assess the weekend totals.

At lunch, my Owner called to tell me that my former Boss/Dom was in town. Not coming to town, but that He was already here and will be stopping by to see my Boss and to talk to me. He wanted an update as soon as He left. My former Boss/Dom is in town for some strategy meetings because of the upcoming opening of the new Resorts World Casino on the north end of the Strip.

To add to all the delights I have experienced today, He told me that Miss Lisa, the lady who works for His company in Reno, called to ask Him for permission to text and to call me. He said “Yes”. So if and when she does, i will have to report to Him what we talked about. My curiosity about that didn’t have to last too long, because her text was two minutes behind my Owner’s call! Wanting to know if I was a good slave over the holiday weekend?

When my Former Boss/Dom arrived, He was all smiles and cheery beyond belief! But was also His usual professional self. After meeting with my Boss, He got Him to allow us to use the conference room for a “meeting” . Once the doors were locked, shades pulled and electronics turned off, i was naked and kneeling at His feet as He told me that He was in town for the week with His submissive. He was still expecting a blowjob from me before we continue talking.

Feeling His cock in my mouth, in that conference room brought back some wonderful memories. After worshiping His wonderful cock, He told me that maybe I should come clean and tell my current Boss what benefits He could be having right now? Nice Idea. Except we have a few problems. The first being my Owner would have to make that happen! That’s when He told me it just may need to happen soon.

This “meeting” of other casino-related personnel will include some very high and powerful men that have used me in the past. At some of the regional meetings, He used to take me to and where He would blindfold me before letting these men use me for their cumdump. That is one of the reasons he wants to meet with me and will arrange a dinner with my Owner tonight or tomorrow.

And finally, He found it funny that I was walking as I had just been fucked by the entire Las Vegas Golden Knights hockey team. I told Him I think that would feel better because they would fuck my pussy, not my ass. he smiled and asked if I was sure about that? Yea, Thanks, Boss!

Ok, are you starting to see why I have been a little absent from the online world recently?!!

Side note

I just realized that the posts about me and the Business Meetings are gone. They were not reposted after I deleted then rebuilt this website!

My Boss/Dom is the reason we are in Las Vegas. He would take me to upper management meetings as his “secretary/personal assistant”. Then after the meetings, some of the big shots further up the food chain would come to His suite and use me for their sexual needs.

Sometimes I would be tied ass up, facedown to the bed and in the dark, so I would not see who it was, I was just a warm, wet hole chained to the bed and they used me then left. never talking to me.

Most of the time I was their maid and sex whore while they sat around the suite talking crap or shooting the bull. Maybe playing cards, etc… if they weren’t fucking one of my holes, i was getting them a fresh drink or a new deck of playing cards. When I knelt beside them to hand them the drink, they would feel my tits or play with my pussy. Never caring who I was or what I was, just that I was naked with saggy tits to play with and a wet hole to use later.

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