Tag: miss tina

Its been almost four weeks since Master-Sir has allowed me to sleep with Him in His bed. Since his girlfriend had arrived, I have been assigned to sleep in my room when I was not being needed or used by Him or Miss Tina (The Pretty Brunette).

Slight correction: there was one night I was allowed to sleep with Him in His bed while Miss Tina slept with her friend who was visiting. (Read Here)

Today, she left us to return to her home in San Diego and begin their state mandated quarantine.

Some of you have asked what I do, or if I do anything to the house after she leaves here? And the answer is “Hell Yes” This is my Owner’s home and I belong to Him, so it is also my home. (I do have His permission to say that here). And it needs to feel like His castle again.

Making it Back into His Home

After we said our good-byes and I watched her drive off into the horizon, I thanked my Owner for the opportunity to serve Him and be of service to her. Hoping that I made them both happy (not counting my emotional breakdown in the beginning!)

As He went back into His home office and I had served Him a fresh cup of coffee, He had me kneel in front of Him, face away so He could insert His now favorite butt plug into my ass before sending me off to clean the house. He allowed me a moment to get used to its full feel before trying to stand up and walk away.

I, of course, need to start in the Master bedroom. So I turn on Alexa to some nice music as the cleaning commences! I do this every time that she leaves us.

Starting with the bedsheets and pillowcases. Making sure I can wash away her scent. She has a special fragrance that she likes to wear to bed to excite Him. It is a beautiful scent and I do love to smell it when I am servicing her after they had sex. But now I need to leave my scent on His bed!

In my bedroom, I have a drawer of things that are mine or ours that I remove while she is here. Now I get to return them to their proper places.

When she is here, it is to be “their” house, “their bedroom”. The focus of the bedroom is on them, not me. I get that. What woman would want to be reminded that your man has a female slave to use and abuse when you are not there? There is, by agreement of Master-Sir, one photo of Master-Sir and His slave (me) on His dresser. That always stays in the room.

On the nightstand on her side of the bed, I am to make sure there is a bottle of lubricant, some towels as well as a couple of condoms “just in case” on the top.

Once she leaves, all that goes into the nightstand drawer, out of sight. He never needs lubricants or condoms to use me. Lubricant for her is to make sure she enjoys whatever hole He may use. I’m the slave when He wants to use me, He just uses the hole He wants for His pleasure. I am not allowed the pleasure of lubricant.

Finally, I get to put back the chains on the four corners of the bed. For those times He wants me restrained! She would never allow Him to chain her to the bed!

As normal, I make sure Master-Sir has all his lotions and manly tools and shaving supplies properly stocked in the bathroom. I put away her hair and body lotions and shampoo. I used to use the same brand as she uses, but since I am the slave and she is His lover, I was ordered to stop using the same brand and to use a cheaper one. even when she is not here. So I remove them from being seen!

i really don’t need to be reminded what I gave up when she came into His life. I love her for making Him happy, but I loved my shampoo as well!! A small part that reminds me that I am still female and that I have my needs!

Mirrors washed, shower/tub scrubbed and new towels put out. Toilet paper roll in good standing and the toilet cleaned. finally, the slave water dish is also put back in the room. The entire Master suite is now ready for use by a Master and hopefully His lucky slave.

My bedroom is always in proper order and clean. I do need to change the sheets when I change the sheets in the Master bedroom. Master Chase had used me a couple of times and I did have handprints on the closet mirror I needed to remove.

This time, since Her friend stayed with us for a week, I need to clean the guest room as well. sheets, towels and to scrub the bathroom spotless.

This time, there was a little interruption to my cleaning duties. While I was cleaning the guest bedroom, Master-Sir came in and his cock was already out of his pants and hard. He was looking for a hole to use.

He was talking to Miss Tina/The Pretty Brunette on the phone and was sexually excited. He had me get on all fours, head down and to spread my legs. He simply knelt between my legs and shoved His cock into my pussy and started to fucked it hard and fast, never stopping His conversation with Her or speaking a word to me.

Having that big Butt Plug made it more difficult to get His cock in. Pushing in and I tried to push back and block out the pain from the butt plug. My ass was already fully stretch and sore. His cock in my pussy added to the feelings and the new pains. He never stopped fucking my hole. I was just there to be a hole. A cum Dump, nothing more.

When He finally filled me with His cum, I was enjoying the fullness and the warm feeling. He ended my pleasure quickly pulling out then pulled my hair so I turned around to suck His cock clean. He never stopped talking to her. Once He was clean and soft, He pointed to wear some of His cum leaked out and hit the floor. As I licked it up, He left the room and sent me back to cleaning.. (smiles)

After that, I will remove a few candles, get some plants moved out of the way and get it back looking like a Man lives here, not a happy couple. She left some ladies’ magazines and a few other little things around the house I collected. There is a special box in the kitchen where I place the stuff she leaves behind.

Otherwise, that is the only change to my house cleaning routine. It’s getting the house back to being His house. His mansion His castle.

He Also Told Me That After Cleaning His Bedroom, That I will be sleeping with Him Again!

Hope you enjoyed the little look into my slave life.

After almost five years of posts where I mention my Owner’s girlfriend as she liked to be called from the start, “The Pretty Brunette” because she is a very beautiful, tall, and absolutely gorgeous brunette. She is pretty! She wants a new name. She said she wants a new name to help me, the house slave.

I called her that from the beginning and she enjoyed the title. I did that because she is just that. A pretty brunette. Actually pretty doesn’t do her justice, but it sounded nice to me. She is actually beautiful as a human being as well as a lady. And she is gorgeous in her natural brunette hair. Yes, the carpet matches the drapes!

She has stunning good looks that stop men and women in their tracks and can cause some to take a double look as they pass her. As well, she has the mannerisms of a lady with a giant heart of gold and loves living her life. She is a beautiful person I am fortunate enough to have in my life.

Master-Sir has always liked that I refer to her in that way as well. The Pretty Brunette. She is more beautiful than I ever could imagine and He deserves to have someone like her on His arm, in His bed, and in His life. Leaving me to be nothing more than a cleanup tool for their sexual escapades as well as a toy they can fuck with however they want. Knowing that as His property, i am not leaving and I am there for His pleasures, use, and abuse. By proxy, she gets to have the same access to me as he has. To use me and abuse me for her pleasures, knowing it will please Him to know she is enjoying the opportunity.

After the week or so with her Friend here, and seeing her blossom into a new woman with real ideas for life outside of work. To see how we get along or how I like to have another slave girl in the mix. or maybe it was just how well we got along. That inspired me to write a little more than usual. The Pretty Brunette enjoyed watching me help her friend.

Yes, I know I am rambling. I am sorry for that. But its just what is rolling out of my head as I type!

After serving her and my Owner breakfast, she had me kneeling on the floor between them. They were talking about the latest update from her friend’s travel. The Pretty Brunette was hand-feeding me her scraps and commenting on my friendship with her and how well I behaved with her here.

She decided it was time for a change in her relationship with me and this blog. She wanted to make an update and asked. yes, The Pretty Brunette asked me, the house slave, if she could choose another name to be called on here? She wanted it to be more informative as to her role in my/our life as well as easier for me to type. I had to agree, it would be nice to have something simple to type when talking about her.

I said that is not up to me, it’s up to her and maybe even Master-Sir to decide. This is my blog, but I do follow His guidelines on protecting our privacy. She did not want anything Master or Mistress related. So they talked about the names I gave other people in my life that I mention. The Pretty Brunette was not interested in anything difficult and just wanted a simpler name to be known by. Together, they brainstormed several ideas. Finally, they had one they both agreed to that reflected something in her and He approved the name change.

Effective Today. The Pretty Brunette will be known as Miss Tina.

Thats it, thats my news, Have a happy Monday and looking forward to my next post…