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My New Years, The Same, Only Different

January 13, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

From our first new Year’s Eve together, Master-Sir has had a ritual that He has maintained. Every time the bells toll and the fireworks lightup the sky telling us it is the new year, I am facing the new world and His cock is buried into my pussy or my ass and many of the times, He is filling the hole with my reward at that exact minute!

There have been a few years there where I was sure he would not fulfill it because I was loaned to another for their sexual purposes and the timing was tight. But silly slave girl, He is my Owner and He will keep me on my toes. I have been fucked at the stroke of midnight Every New Years Eve we have been together.

This year (?) Las Vegas did not have their annual fireworks display. However, one hotel downtown did have its own celebration. From the Masterbedroom window, it wasn’t going to be easy to see, and I knew we were not going anywhere, so I was not sure what my Owner had planned.

Master Chase was here along with my former Boss/Dom and His submissive wife, Ms Susann, who were in town for the holiday. So it was a quiet, friendly night. I was kept naked as i served everyone their drinks. Ms Susann was topless and enjoyed being that way in the “warm” desert air. To me, it wasn’t that warm! I can say that she also really enjoyed being able to be topless and submissive around other people. The first time she did so around strangers. The men all decided she could be the slave in charge of the food and snacks.

We ordered pizza and sandwiches from our favorite neighborhood place. Of course, for us, the delivery boy was my young friend, the oldest son of the owners. He was ecstatic when I told Him he could have his choice of two slaves to suck His cock for his holiday tip! He thought I would be offended, but He really wanted Ms Susann. She had longer, darker hair and he was just wanting something different.

He’s was so cute!! I had to assure Him that I wasn’t going to be jealous or upset. He is the man and He gets to decide. Besides, we have a wonderful friendship and I want to be sure that He is happy and well served. reminding Him that I would be around later next week for His day with my Owner who is helping Him with a school project. So He gets to use me all He wants then! So she took Him to the guest bedroom and she sucked His cock while he felt her big tits like he does with me. She told me later how she enjoyed how He did it with a gentle grip, not too rough but not too gentle. Saying most young men who use her just want to grip them like they were torquing a wrench or something!! Laughing, I told her I was helping Him to be more of a gentleman with the ladies. She said its working!

Close to Zero Hour

By 11:30, Susann had already given each man at least one blowjob. And to her surprise, she had no problem doing it in front of everyone. Her Master was smiling at the way she was so obedient in her ways and the proper “thank you” by kissing their feet after she had served them. I was still unsure what my owner had planned for me.

As some of the neighborhood started to light up with pirated fireworks, we all moved to the back patio, on the other side of the pool. Master-Sir had already scoped it out and set up some lawn chairs at what should be a direct view into the downtown area and the Plaza Hotel. He assured everyone that we should be able to see the fireworks from there.

It was at that moment I discovered the unusual setup. Everyone’s chairs were in a semi-circle facing out, over the wall with blankets except one. That one sat behind the others. That’s where Master-Sir sat as Ms Susann and I got everyone a fresh hot mug of chocolate and marshmallows. She snuggled in with her Master under their blanket. I was kneeling between the legs of my Master as He directed me to suck His cock. In the cold air, with no blanket. He could see the friends and the neighboring fireworks, I could see the fireworks in my head as I was upset having to be naked in the freezing cold, sucking on His beautiful cock while everyone else was under warm blankets, enjoying thier hot chocolate.

As I started to settle in on His cock in my mouth, wondering if THIS was how i was to enjoy the midnight hour. His cock was not as firm as it normally is, giving me a smile that maybe He was not enjoying the cold air with me.

Finally, I felt the tug on my hair and a command to “Get On” – Get on? He was going to let me be on top of Him and fuck His cock? Oh hell yes! The night just got better! Changing the positions, I felt Him wrap me with the blanket as I straddled His body, holding his now hard cock to guide it into my sloppy wet pussy. I was going to be fucked on the zero hour. and I was going to be the one doing the timing. I was suddenly a very happy slave again as I watched the neighboring fireworks, saw some other fireworks off in the other parts of the valley, and felt His cock fill my long-neglected hole.

I heard the command “Hands behind your back Bitch slave”. Yes Sir !! I always feel so much better when not allowed to enjoy myself as much with my hands in that position. I know, sounds weird, but I love being “that way”. Hands behind my back, on His cock makes me ride taller and straight. That works to get His cock deeper into me if that makes any sense to the non-female readers. it is such a wonderful way to be fucked or in this case, to fuck my Owner’s cock.

As I felt Him get bigger, He commanded me to cum. What was this? I was now being allowed to cum before Him! No Problem master-Sir, I did! I started to shake as I felt His hand slap my ass telling me to keep going. I wanted to stop and enjoy the spasms, the lights, and the stars in my head. Only a few times has he ever let me ride His cock on top like this and it was really giving me some large and enjoyable climaxes. But I needed to remember, to focus. I was allowed this reward while being used for HIS needs, not mine.

A few minutes later, as if on cue, the final set of some really explosive fireworks coming from the top of the Plaza Hotel in Downtown Las Vegas was happening as I felt my owner doing the same inside my pussy. He pulled my hair back so that I could not move as He continued to spasm and fill me with His cum. Everyone was cheering and I felt a little blush thinking they were cheering for me, for my owner fucking me. But in reality, it was just a really beautiful show in the sky.

I was breathing too heavy to really care who or what was being applauded…

The New Year Arrives

Master Chase was the first to get up and walk by us. He smiled, kissed me to wish me a happy new year. Pinching my rock hard nipples. Master-Sir asked Him to start the fire pit. we would all gather around there to close out the night. Master-Sir was still holding me in place as my former Boss/Dom led His submissive to the firepit. He stopped to do the same. Giving me a kiss and Master-Sir kissed Ms Susann and wished each other a wonderful new year.

Now all that was left was for me to kiss my owner and thank Him. But He had other ideas. My first kiss of the new year would be His cock as I cleaned our juices off His cock and lick off the drippings on the blanket that I was wrapped in. Then Master-Sir bent down to kiss His slave and to wish me a Happy new year.

After exchanging “I love you’s” I was ordered to get off and to crawl on all fours to the firepit. He was my owner and i was His Bitch Slave, His dog. and I needed to start acting like it.

New Year Changes

So many emotions, feelings and thoughts were hitting me as i did as he commanded me.

This was the first New Year He used me in front (or behind) others. It had always been us alone and usually in the bedroom. I will say that this was a really nice and surprising way to end such a horrible year and to have my first command of the new year be to walk like a slave-dog to the firepit was absolutely the most excitingly erotically humiliating way for me to begin the new year.

Seeing that I am writing this after the event and knowing now what changes He has made for me to follow, I now understand His reasoning for the way we celebrated the new year. it was still keeping with our tradition while being a wonderful way to start a new year and the new life He has decided to make for His property.

Dinner with the Boss/Dom and His Subbie

December 5, 2020 / slave / 0 Comments

Arriving back in Chicago was a painful, pleasant and awe-some experience after all these years. The COVID-19 restrictions aside, I was here for my family and was not going to let the government stand in my way of accomplishing what I needed to accomplish. Being a tourist or a visitor to a city like Chicago, like Las Vegas, we can skirt the rules a little better than the local people.

After getting to our/my hotel room and giving the concierge, Mr Jackson, the man who picked us up at the airport, his “Thank You” blowjob, Master-Sir had me contact my former Boss/Dom and see about dinner. Finding out that they were not far away, at a friend’s condo, they invited us over.

For the record, I never got used to getting dressed up and bundled up for all the cold air and snow. I just didn’t want to deal with it! So it was a painful process to do so.

Riding by UBER, we found out the driver, Marcus, likes to hang out by the hotel and gets most of his rides from there. Hint, Hint… He smiled when he told us that. (Marcus drove me 8 more times and got two blowjobs he said that he loved and wanted more)

Twelve floors up, we could see the Miracle Mile, that famous stretch of Chicago retail and business center I used to be a part of. The memories started to flow again! My Boss/Dom gave the condo owners a gift certificate for some restaurant outside of town. That was in exchange for leaving us all alone for Dinner and beyond.

When we entered the condo, we were greeted by His topless submissive wife Susanne who handed my Owner a glass of His favorite Bourbon. After a welcome kiss and hug by my Boss/Dom, I was instructed to get naked and follow Ms Susann to the kitchen. The Men had things to talk about and walked into the living room, enjoying the view of the skyline.

As I said before, I am so glad that He found a wonderful woman to really settle down with. She is a living doll! Ms Susann is the lady for Him! He always loved ladies with long, soft hair and she had that in abundance! Down her back. She also had really nice large breasts and not much of the fatness like i have around the tummy area. So they stood out more. She was a big-boned type of gal with a radiant smile and a kind word about everyone!

I was naked. However, here naked is such a subjective term. I was allowed to keep my socks on and my blouse on but it had to be open. I just had to remove the jacket, the boots, the scarf, and the long wool skirt. They wanted to see the slave naked as she can be without freezing her bits off (yet)

As my Owner continued into the room to say hello to my former Boss/Dom, she smiled that smile and welcomed me in. She was like me, only topless. But i say that because she was behaving so normal being topless, she enjoyed the freedom she had to be “this way”. She kept telling me that. She started to talk and ask questions about the flight and all. We were like old friends from moment one.

The Dinner

Not that dinner was much to prepare. They ordered a steak and lobster dinner tray from their favorite nearby restaurant and it was all delivered. She smiled when she told me that her “Master” made her start to give rewards to the delivery people as I do. She said she was pleasantly surprised to find that offering these strange men blowjobs was actually more of a turn-on than she expected it to be.

As for the meal, we slaves just needed to unwrap it, put it on plates and bowls then make it all look proper, and to set the table for the Masters. Thankfully I was allowed to sit at the table, not on the cold, hardwood floor i was expecting. Even Ms Susann mentioned how nice it was to have me at the table.

Over a wonderful meal, we all reconnected and got up to date. My Boss/Dom said He saw great things in our concierge friend and is grooming Mr. Jackson to maybe one day come out to Las Vegas and work in a management position in one of the resorts there. He has the skills and the right references to be a great manager. It’s this lockdown and the killing of the tourism trade that made them pause that plan.

I learned that Master-Sir and He agreed to let Mr. Jackson be my morning wake up. He would come to the room at 6 am every morning to make sure that I am awake and ready for the day. That means He gets to use me for His morning wake up blowjob before I am allowed to get dressed. He may even be able to bring me breakfast. He does answer to my Boss/Dom already for some parts of His job, so this would just be a bonus and would not look out of place by anyone else in the hotel.

My former Boss/Dom’s subbie is very obedient in her role. She is also very cute in her ways. One of those BBW’s that has a sparkling personality, funny ways of responding and a smile that would light up the town. She is also very smart, well educated and works with a financial consulting firm. Her submission is where she gets the release from a stressful and demanding job. she is able to unplug from the world and just serve her man and feels this is the perfect life she never knew existed before.

After dinner, I was told to clear the plates and clean up the kitchen before returning to them in the living room. I did as I was told and when I returned, she was already sucking my Owner’s cock and He was smiling while talking with her Master about her big titties and overly large nipples He was also playing with on the couch. I was sent to kneel in front of my Boss/Dom and suck His already hard cock. I was really happy to obey that command!

After the Masters were satisfied with our blowjobs and i was swallowing the last of my reward, the conversation continued about what my plans were and any schedules they needed to be aware of. Like my required 8 hours of sleep, meaning I needed to be in bed and lights out by 10pm every night. That would mean I needed to text my Boss/Dom my whereabouts at all times.

Smiles All Around

Ms Susann asked permission of my Owner for some time alone with me. She said I seemed like a fun person to get to know better, so she would like to go shopping, maybe out to see what has changed since I left here. You Know? Girl Time! He agreed. So I was told to make time for that in my time there.

Talking with my Boss/Dom, I still loved and told Him again how much i love to see His smile. Not to say he never smiled before. He smiled occasionally when he was married to the “spoiled little princess” (His Words) when He lived in Las Vegas. He is so much happier doing what He is doing now and He said that finding her just made it all worth whatever it cost to get out of his marriage in las Vegas and change His employment situation. That led us into a longer discussion about her discovering her desire to submit and my desire to be owned. as well as the usual debate on slave versus submissive.

We even got to talking about His nephew Jason and where He is at now. (another long story). He is still engaged to the wonderful lady i met earlier this year and that He talks about whenever we can connect. He was never one to share much about His life unless you were with Him. Not much to share online or on social media.

Ms Susann added that because her Master had some unplanned schedule changes, he may not be able to spend nights with me, but she would be there for a couple of nights if that’s ok? Master-Sir agreed depending on my schedule with the family and medical needs we have yet to know about. But it was made clear i could not say no if she desired to spend the night with me. The asking about my schedule was only a Master being courteous.

It was a wonderful way to start what I assume was going to be a long and drama-filled time with my family. Starting off with a friendly dinner with close friends really helped make me feel good about everything I am about to deal with. To have this as my escape from the family drama when I needed it.

Knowing that the man responsible for my wonderful career is doing better then he was and happier than i had ever seen him, really makes me smile.

The fact that both Master-Sir and he agreed I need to start my updates with Him as we left the dinner. On return to the hotel, after getting naked and serving master-Sir a cocktail, I texted my Boss/Dom to let Him know I was about to retire for the evening and I would text Him in the morning.

So it was beginning…

My Interview

November 5, 2020 / slave / 0 Comments

Did I ever mention just how much I love my Owner? I really do.

Since it has been decided that I will need to return home, to the frozen tundra of the midwest for a family issue, Master-Sir said that I needed to be watched over when I am there. He takes such wonderful care of me!

The first person we thought of is my old Boss/Dom. He lives up in Illinois and is working in a hotel chain there. His territory includes Chicago and Milwaukee, so He could find suitable hotels for me to stay and for Him to care and check in on me often.

The other prospect was my First Master who lives in the region as well. But His wife/slave was not too thrilled with the idea of another slave being in His harem.. I get it. No problem!

Recap:

My former Boss/Dom was the man who hired me as a lowly maid in the hotel where he worked. This was when I first became a slave and we lived in phoenix. His first thought was that I was using it/him as a stepping stone on my way to being a front desk manager or something better. So I broke down crying and offered Him a blowjob anytime that I worked, if He hired me. He soon found that my talents in oral sex were equal to or better than my other domestic skills. Then He discovered my real status as a slave. My Owner soon gave Him use of me as His domestic and sexual slave when my Owner had no need for me.

It was when He was offered a transfer and promotion to Las Vegas, that He made me part of the deal as His executive secretary. That’s how we made the move to Sin City.

Read: Understanding my Boss/Dom

Today

Now He lives back in the cold, has a submissive wife, NOT a slave. They are very happily married and they live a happy life back there. She too was not happy when the offer to watch over me was first discussed. Then she met me on a skype call, got to see that I am not the skinny, sexy thing she thought i would be. She is not as heavy as I am but we do share the same big breast issues!

When she first heard the story of me, I guess she thought i may be some skinny, Mexican hussy or something. Not a fluffy white girl. In introducing herself, she explained that she enjoyed finding the D/s lifestyle. Wanted a Master for a master/submissive relationship. She kept making sure i understood she was not His slave! She was wanting to be more of an equal to Him with her submissive tendencies and their play to stay more private.

I let her know I would address her as His equal. I am the lowliest of slaves and all who are not slaves, get the extra respect and I will address her as I do Him until she tells me otherwise. She never did. I called her “Mam’ the entire time.

On the skype call, after Master-Sir made the introductions, it became an interview as if I was getting a new owner or being loaned out for an extended period of time! She wanted to see me. I mean really see me. Having me hold my boobs up, pull on my nipples, show her my shaved and very wet pussy and fat ass as she asked questions about what I would do for them, for her, and for Him.

The current idea, if it works out, would have me staying at one of the hotels in His territory and He would either be there with me overnight, or I would be monitored by Him electronically when He is not there and I am. She may or may not join Him or she may even stay with me on her own. She wasn’t sure how to play this yet. She wanted to meet me in person to see just what the feelings would be.

Following all of this? Good.

Like normal, I was the only one on the call who was visible and naked. She came on the camera a few times, very nicely dressed, to say something, otherwise, it was her voice and my Boss/Dom face smiling and laughing at her questions and comments. She was funny, a great sense of humor. I can see why He loves her so much. She was witty and had some really funny comebacks to my responses or comments from my Owner on the call.

The Love will Be Obeyed

In the conversations and the questions, i could see and hear their love for each other and I let Her know I respect any limits she would put on Him or on me,. I wanted her to know I am not there to hurt anyone or cause problems. I am there to serve my keeper and to be kept in my proper headspace of a slave when surrounded by vanilla people wanting things from me.

I serve as I am needed. I prefer to be kept naked and be kept to limits like how long i sleep or where i can go. The electronic leash will be active! I live to be used domestic or sexual as she would feel comfortable for me to be to Him, or not. That would be their decisions. However, as my Owner has stated, all rules, commands, and any punishments will go thru my Boss/Dom, i am there under HIS control.

She said she understands and would look at my website for some background. I wanted to make sure she understood that I am there for a family event, but that I need to live as a slave. However, i do need to tend to family needs first. Under His supervision.

From her reactions, I think she was getting to like this new adventure she was about to enter. To learn more about a real slave and what I could do for her as well as for them. She was open to new things and to see what happens to her Man when around an old slave who is so obedient and willing to please.

I shared my thoughts about my Boss/Dom finding her and how much happier he seems to be with her. He really has a great smile and I now get to see it when He is with His lover (her). I really wanted her to say that it was ok for me to come and for Him to be my Master guardian while there. I really wanted to meet her and see if she is as warm, loving, and dominant in person as she was on the skype call.

I may even get time to be alone with her, show her my old haunts in Chicago, and to take her shopping. To serve her as well as to let her know how much I would enjoy that experience.

The Much Needed Mental Break

She, like some of you, have asked if this was really necessary? to have a Master there for me? And I have to say “YES!”.

I have lived the life of a happy, devoted slave for over 15 years. It’s who i am and what I live for. For weeks at a time, i will be surrounded by family members who will want emotional support from me and to have me do things to help them. I will enjoy being there for them. But at the end of the day, I need, for my own sanity, a Master to kneel to, to answer to, and to please. Someone to take me away from all the family pressure and drama.

I love my family and will do anything for them. But if I am left to my own without any Master to watch over me for long periods of time, I would feel lost and helpless. Having that person to lean on for my own support will help me do what I need to do to help my family go through these issues.

Having the control of my former Boss/Dom will be such a wonderful experience, I can not wait for all this craziness to start!

Understanding my Boss/Dom Situation

August 27, 2020 / slave / 0 Comments

Since this is a restart from my previous blog, not all the posts were recovered and posted here to the new one. Master-Sir suggested I just find and repost the important ones. Then add the new ones going forward. So you will see some from 2015 and older. There are a few from the last few years. But most now are the new ones.

One of the tags is Boss/Dom. Meaning someone who was my employer (Boss) and who had Master privileges over me (Dom). Several people filled that role over the years. So they could use me for the sexual needs, their domestic needs and had the extra bonus of being allowed to use me as their office wench at work.

The First Boss/Dom

He was the Housekeeping Manager of one of the most exclusive resorts in Phoneix. He was in charge of the entire staff of maids. Most of them spoke no or little English, were mostly more overweight then I am and like me, they would work like dogs for His approval.

Then along comes this overly qualified, fluffy white woman, desperately in need of a humbling job to please her Master. Even with a very watered down job application, He refused to hire me. fearing I was using Him as a backdoor to get into management at the resort.

I begged, pleaded, and cried to get him to give me a chance. as a last plea for mercy, i promised Him a blowjob every morning before work. After He realized I was serious, He hired me, and every day, He got His morning blowjob, usually before I started my day as a lowly maid in a hotel. .

After a few months, He pieced it together and figured out my secret. Master-Sir gave him permission to use me as His slave at work and at times when he had no use for me, i would go to my Boss’ house and serve Him as His slave.

He was transferred to Las Vegas and part of His deal was that I come along as His secretary. That is how we ended up in Las Vegas! As my Boss/Dom,. I also traveled with him to meetings and retreats. where I served His secretarial needs as well as His sexual needs. While on the executive retreats, I was also offered to a few other top executives for their kinky pleasures at night. that helped keep me gainfully employed when things slowed down in Las Vegas a few times.

After a few more years, in need of a divorce and change of scenery, He was offered a better job elsewhere and transferred. i stayed and was passed on to His replacement. My Owner, my first Boss/Dom made sure the new guy was trustworthy, then one night they offered Him my leash on a part-time basis. he enjoyed that perk! I was given to Him as His office wench and like my first Boss/Dom, I was His domestic wench one day a week.

Thursdays were my “Domestic slave” days. When I would clean His house, feed him lunch, suck His cock. He would have all the deliveries and home repair and service appointments be for that day. Most of them would do what they were there for, then stay for a free blowjob from the fluffy naked chick! The regulars, like the wtaer delivery and Amazon delivery, always made it a point to give Him great, speedy service and a smile on Thursdays!!

My Next Boss /Dom

my second Boss/Dom enjoyed the services of a dedicated secretary as well as a slave and domestic wench. It was all good until He met “the woman of His dreams” and He needed to stop having me naked at His home as His cleaning wench. He kept me as His office wench, but not much for sexual use or abuse After a couple of years, He decided to jump to another company.

Third Boss/Dom

His replacement liked me, knew that I was a slave, and even used me a few times for both rough sex and domestic slavery. Then at His suggestion, I was transferred to another department. They asked for me to come over to them. So my Boss talked it over with my owner, knowing I was going ot do as they agreed. They both agreed it was a good move for me.

Current Boss

My current boss has no clue about my submissive skills, however, he does enjoy my dedication and knows that I am not looking to advance up to another position, so there is no drama in my job. He asks i do. A true, old fashioned secretary with a modern job title! Keeping me submissive, unfortunately not full slave mode!

There have been a few times when he almost caught me nude while doing a few things for Master Chase who works in the carpentry section of the resort. There were also a few times I caught myself too late and saying “Thank You Sir” or “Master” when He said something to me. Causing Him to give me a smile and a nod…

I have talked to Him a few times about some issues management was having and he is careful about crossing any wrong lines with subordinates and such. I smiled when He asked if He ever went “over the line” in addressing me or working with me. He has a long way to go to cross my lines!! So I am thinking anything kinky would probably scare Him too much!

He is a nice older man with a great business mind. I love serving as His secretary. they call it “Executive administrative assistant”, but I like the secretary. I would love to have Him know the real me and to allow me to be that slave again in the office. He could get so many more things done if I could do what I do best, the detail work, the behind the scenes stuff and let Him lead the department. be the point man and get the credit, lead the troops, and to make us all look good to the guests we serve.

I always fall back to my first Boss/Dom, He knew how to be a Master, delegate simple things to me and He would get the credit, look like a man who knew how to get shit down. He would be happy because his daily blowjob kept that smile on His face!! Meanwhile, me and the rest of the crew woul dbe working hard, solving the problems and pleasing the guests we serve in ways nobody knew before…

Anyway, there is a quick, boring recap of who is “Boss/Dom”

Any questions??

It’s a Trust Thing

March 15, 2015 / slave / 0 Comments

This thing we do, being an absolute no limits slave to my Owner is all about trust. And trust is not easy, or maybe I should say it’s not easy to get to this level of obedience without having the same level of trust. The alternative to this, when a slave is at this level of obedience without the trust, is abuse, the one thing many people try to accuse my Owner of being. To them, He has abused me in order to get me to perform “like this”. But they are so wrong.

In January, my Boss/Dom, a man I have come to love, honor, and trust almost as much as my Owner, violated that trust by not being there when His wife interrogated me. By not giving my Owner or myself any real notice or ask if it were ok that His wife do that. By just not being there, by not doing any follow up with me or protecting me from any harm, He violated that trust. So He lost all privileges to me or my slave services.

Read: She Asked, I Answered

I now only see Him at work and interact with Him there is strictly professional except the occasional BlowJob. That helps me as much as it helps Him. I feel submissive and He feels relaxed and boss-like. It was an agreement I asked for and they both approved it. Master-Sir said He may request that I move to another department or another resort if things start to change. So far, all is good. It’s my hope they can work it out and that my Boss/Dom can find a way to get my trust back.

This brings me to another point that Master-Sir and I have recently discussed a lot, talked about, and worked around. Miss Evvy’s brother is staying at her apartment now while she travels and stays here. I clean her apartment on a regular basis because she still has a lot of clothing along with her personal things are there. I want to be that domestic goddess slave that I enjoyed being with my Boss/Dom/.

The problem is that I like to be topless or naked when I’m cleaning. I want to be the slave around the brother or at least let Him know what I truly am. He is also wanting to go out on “dates” with me. Still thinking I am just a wife who likes to have extramarital affairs along with my husband. This is bothering me. I don’t want to be “the wife” because I am not “the wife.”

Miss Evvy doesn’t want her brother to know she is dating a kinky guy and that doing so, she may have also has discovered her kinky side.

Miss Evvy wants her apartment cleaned. Her brother likes coming home to a clean apartment. My Owner wants me to clean the apartment but does not want me to be known as the slutty wife that I am not.

This is not a topic for Miss Evvy and myself to discuss, although she has asked me about it and i have answered on how I feel. But I know and she understands that it’s my Owner who will make the final call and that I trust Him in deciding.

Will Miss Evvy reveal her kinky side to her brother in order to keep her apartment clean and orderly?
Will my Owner make me play the role of the fluffy, sex craved wife and be unhappy but obedient while doing it?

What would you do??

She Asked, I Answered

January 22, 2015 / slave / 0 Comments

Today started out as my normal Thursday. I get Master-Sir up, fed and off to work. Then I was allowed to get dressed and get over to my Boss/Dom’s house and start my usual Thursday cleaning. But as I entered the garage where I usually strip naked, I saw Her car there. His wife was home. His car was not there. This was no not normal and it scared me. So I quickly placed a call to my Boss/Dom to find out what was up.

He answered, was short and to the point that things happened between them that he was not going to get into right now. But He told me to just go in the house and do my job. If she asks any questions, to be honest and not hide anything. He said that she knows I am more than just a maid and he hung up.

I entered the house and saw the wife in the kitchen having a cup of coffee and looking out over the pool while surrounded by a bunch of paperwork. I walked slowly and quietly to the pantry to get my supplies before she stopped me and called me into the kitchen. I think that’s when my knees started to shake. Armed with my bucket, mop and other supplies, i came to her side.

She said that they had a conversation. She wanted to know what I would say my status was? What exactly I do here on Thursday? I said that I clean the house. She already knows I give her husband a blowjob occasionally since she hates them. She was always ok with that. But what more was I supposed to tell her?

She started to tell me what I do there. Clean Her house from top to bottom. I do her laundry, fold it properly and put it away. I also give her husband a blowjob during lunch. Holding a stack of the bills in front of her, she asked about the pool cleaner and the water bottle guy? Do I give them blowjobs too? I wasn’t sure what to respond with other than a simple “yes”. She actually thanked me for that. She was wondering why her friend’s water delivery service and pool maintenance bills went up the first of the year and hers did not. Also, she had a curiosity about why she never had an issue scheduling appointment to get the cable or Internet fix or adjusted. Now she knows!

She looked at me and smiled. I was confused with the “Thank You” she gave me. I guess a blowjob from the fluffy maid pays off for the lady of the house too! After that, she apologized for holding me up. She figured I had a routine and with her being there was unexpected and it was throwing me off. Maybe too, that the questions may be scaring me. She was right about scaring me. She just needed to know.

As I said good bye to her and started to walk away, she stopped me again. Asking me if i wasn’t supposed to be naked or topless or something like that? I dropped everything in shock and humiliation. Now I needed to know what this was all about. Polity asking her to tell me what all they had talked about me and why?

Some of her lady friends were playing golf and they were talking about how things got more expensive this year. How their pool bills and the other bills they have to maintain their large homes in a gated community kept going higher. Except hers were not and she uses the same services. So she asked her husband. He told her that maybe I was giving them the same service I give him since the wife will not. She asked if he thought that the maid was having sex with the pool boy? She remembered that i was fluffy and not His type, so she never worried about him and i having sex other than the blowjob. But would the pool man and the water delivery man find me sexually appealing enough to do me and to give her a discount? (another one who thinks fluffy women are not sexual creatures) .

By now I was feeling rejected, embarrassed and angry. This is not the humiliation that I crave. far from it. This was bordering on insulting and degrading, but I wanted to hear her out. She tried to apologize for how crude it was sounding. That i needed to remember that she was part of the gated community and they all have a lower opinion of other people outside the fence. Right, Bitch. I so wanted to tell her everything, that he does in fact fuck me and has anal sex with me because she is a cold bitch. But I bit my tongue, wanting to talk to my Owner about this.

She said she was late for a spin class or a yoga class or something and needed to go. She hoped I had a great day and to get myself back to work. I was pissed so I called my owner and discussed this with Him. He asked if i was ok. I was, just really upset. He asked how i would feel if he came over to get me or met me at home? I was not sure, but knew I would feel upset if i did not at least clean the main part of the house (the OCD in me!). I asked Master-Sir if I could finish my basic house cleaning and leave before my Boss/Dom got home for lunch.

Master-Sir said for me to do that and that He would talk to my Boss/Dom. For me to finish what i needed to, go home afterward and wait for Him. I did and here I wait.

Thursdays

June 7, 2014 / slave / 0 Comments

Thursdays are my “Mental Off” days. The one day of the week where I just turn it all off and do what I have been trained to do: Domestic Service.

My Boss/Dom has a rather large house he shares with his lovely wife, a Yorkie terrier, and not much else. It has the usual amenities for an executive. Large rooms for entertaining (they are swingers). Several bedrooms each with private baths. Each having a different decoration. Carpet and wood floors throughout. A big backyard with pool and privacy fence. A 7 person jacuzzi. Large kitchen with marble counters and cooking island. Four car garage. One stall for each of their cars plus a spare Mercedes and a spot for my car!

Thursdays are my day to clean this palace from top to bottom, inside and out. Plus this is the day He will schedule any needed house calls, service repairs, and pool cleaning. Its all scheduled for Thursdays. My Day.

The wife knows that I am there to clean. As well as my ability to orally please her husband on occasion. Something she detests. But that is all she knows about my services to her Husband and the house..

Thursdays are also her day to work late then attend some class in the evening with a few of her lady friends. So i know that i will not be interrupted by her.

I start my day taking care of my Owner. Making sure he is happy and well serviced. If there are any details I need to know about the day or after he gets off work.

Before He leaves for work, i am kneeling at his feet by the door, he will tell me if there are any changes to my day. If He offered my services to anyone, I have any appointments he made or if there is something happening i am not aware of after work I need to plan for (surprise guests for dinner, his girlfriend deciding to come over or he go out with her, etc..) .

I will kiss his shoes, He will bend down, kiss me on the lips, smile and tweak my nipples before leaving the house. I will stay kneeling there until I am sure He has left the driveway and I can go to start my day of service.

When I arrive at my Boss’s home, I immediately close the garage door and get naked. Putting my clothes in the trunk of my car. Then I am allowed to enter the home and round up my supplies. Turning on the stereo as I walk thru the living-room. Getting me in my domestic slave mindset.

Once thru the doors, the mind goes off and my routine begins. I just work from a pattern. Room to room. Not worrying about anything, answering to anyone, and just being alone in my happy little place. I do have alarms set to remind of appointments when to expect service people. Otherwise, its just one happy naked slave dancing around the big house cleaning…

I get to be naked, be used and it’s a nice mental break in the week!

On the kitchen counter will be any notes I need to know or if there is a special request (He may want me to wear a butt plug, nipple clamps or ball gag while I work or if an unexpected service call is happening)

I can pretty well time everything out. Be out back on the patio when the pool man arrives early in the morning. We are usually his first stop. He does his thing, afterward I give him a blowjob and I move into the kitchen to do dishes and laundry as the water man arrives. He changes the bottled water and I suck his cock.

Apparently there is something sexy about a fluffy girl wearing nothing but an apron while cleaning, that turns men on??

Most everything on the main floor will be done by the time my Boss comes home for lunch and sex… Once he is done using me and leaves, I move upstairs to clean the bedrooms and playrooms.

Once all rooms are clean, i do a walk around to make sure everything is in its proper place and clean. It looks like a model house ready for showing .

After that, I head for the outdoor shower by the pool to clean up. ( I never use the inside bathrooms) Than my clothes. the car and home.

A full day of proper service leaves me fulfilled.

Cleaning is in the details. The wife has become anal retentive with a clean house, since she no longer has to do it. She will let him know I forgot to do something or did it wrong.

If she only knew that I get my ass beat every time she mentions something. Maybe not. We have talked several times and I think if she knew I was a slave, she would be more harsh on my cleaning than she already is!

The funny thing is that He will have me lay across the bed, on her side and whip me with the leather belt he stores in the closet. If he decides to fuck me on the bed, it will be on her side as well!

One time last year, I folded the wife’s bed-pillow a certain way and she loved it. So now if i forget to do it, she will say something to him and I will get punished the next time I am there.

This summer, His 19 year old nephew is staying with them. I gave him his first real blowjob last summer as a graduation gift from his Uncle. This year, he is spending the summer here doing desert environmental research or something.

I am used to him coming and going, he is used to me being naked and not noticing him. Except the few times he politely interrupts my work for chit-chat and a sweet request for another blowjob. Something I am always willing to do!

He is also present when his Uncle comes home for his lunch and a blowjob. They like to sit out by the pool and have me serve them sandwiches and drinks. Than sit next to my Boss, while they talk.

That’s my Thursdays!

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