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My Master-Sir Returns

April 12, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

On the second day of my Young Master being in charge of me, I was surprised to come out of my job and find my real Master-Sir waiting to take me home. He said he wanted to surprise me. He wrapped up His job early and drive straight home to get me. He told me that my Young Master knows and is waiting for us at home.

As we pulled into the garage, I was removing the rest of my clothing when Master Sir told me that He wants me to continue my focus on my Young Master, He will observe and comment if needed. That means I sit on the floor at the side of Young Master and I serve Him first. Something to throw me off a little bit. But I think I was up for the challenge.

It was a beautiful evening, so they sat out by the pool to drink and to talk. To add to the events, our friend, pool cleaner, and The Son to my Owner’s boss stopped by to talk about the pool and other things. So I had three manly men to serve and my pussy was wet just thinking about all that could be happening.

The conversation was interesting as they all talked about my Young Master and His thoughts on being in charge of a slave. The freedom to use her as you want without any feeling of guilt or asking permission.

Sitting at the feet of my Young Master while my Owner sat opposite of Him felt strange. He was not into the whole hand feeding the slave your scraps. Thankfully The Son was. he really enjoyed the scene of watching me act like dog, beg and then take scraps from His hands.

And that was what they talked about most. How my Young Master enjoyed this little experiment. This dip into the dark side. But He currently has no plans to incorporate it into His life. He did say that He really enjoy learning how I liked to have Him eat my pussy (not in those graphic words) and He will certainly enjoy performing better for His girlfriend or any other woman He meets and pleasuring her sexually.

All this talk made The Son very horny, and twice He needed to take me into a private room and have me suck His cock. I enjoyed the feeling of being needed and being made to just take a cock for His cum. Nothing more. He fucked my mouth, filling it with His reward, then zipped His pants and walked away.

My Young Master even had His time alone to have me suck His cock. Being the kind gentleman that He is, he asked if anything He said upset me.? It did not. I liked to know that He will still treat His lady friends as they should be treated. As ladies and as friends. I was a little worried that He may be too aggressive and carry that outside the house. I now know He will only take the good parts of this 48 hours with him and leave the kinky parts here for future visits!

After they all left, Master-Sir logged onto His laptop to talk with The Pretty Brunette to talk about His trip home and about what the talk was around the dinner table. This, of course, got Him hard and I was told “Face Time”. His new command telling me He needs to fuck my tight ass pretending it to be her beautiful pussy instead. I am to get on all fours in front of Him, ass up, head down, and out of camera view. I am not to make a sound until told otherwise. There is a pillow I am allowed to bury my face into if I need to moan or scream in ecstasy!

It was during their cool down after cybersex, that she said that she would like to be here to meet my brother. and Master-Sir agreed to it. This would not be the first time they met, but for her, this was going to be a perfect time to humiliate the house slave. Something she enjoys and said that she has missed doing it. My Owner told her He has some ideas as well for the get-together. They were planning a night out and maybe a few other activities. The Pretty Brunette made an excellent point when she said “I think the Bitch slave will feel pretty humiliated at that idea. Don’t you?” and my Owner smiled and happily agreed with her.

So now I am worried yet excited for the next few weeks. Having my Owner back home, a Young Friend excited at what He learned from being in charge of me and my Owner’s girlfriend planning some public humiliations of me. The “House slave”.

My Young Master Did Me

April 9, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

Talking with my Young Master that first night, He told me that He is not much of a coffee drinker. In the morning, He wakes up, showers, gets dressed quickly, eats some cereal, and then is off to school or work.

That was a problem for me because i am trained for getting Master-Sir’s morning coffee, then He uses my mouth, He goes to shower while I start to prepare His breakfast. we don’t have cereal. My Young Master didn’t mind the breakfast part, in fact, He enjoyed knowing that this naked slave would fix Him a delicious hot breakfast in the morning. So I guess we would play it by ear and see what all He felt like doing in the morning.

The Morning

I woke up early as I always do. Not that I am complaining, but I was a little sore from all the fucking He did to me. (I love young studs!) I did my usual morning routine. Shower, shave and start things for His breakfast. I went to wake up my Young Master and He was already sitting up on the edge of the bed stretching. His cock looked so nice in the morning light! I handed Him a glass of orange juice as I knelt and without asking, I took His cock in my mouth.

As I did, I felt a little twinge in His cock, then He just started to let a stream of morning urine fill my mouth. To be honest, I was not really surprised, yet I was. we never talked about that and it had always been a “off-limit” area for men other than my Owner. But it felt right and i did as trained to just swallow what He was giving me. I heard Him first apologize, then just give off a little moan from how good it felt.

As I swallowed the last of what He gave me, He tried again to apologize. He is a sweet boy. I just smiled, licked my lips and I thanked Him. Afterward, His cock was not hard like I had expected it to be. But he ordered me to lay on my back on the floor with my legs parted. I did as i was ordered to. Showing off my fresh shaved pussy. He knelt down smiling at me as I felt His hands checking to make sure there was no razor stubble. There wasn’t! He told me I was a good slave and that it felt good. He called me slave! I liked to hear those words from His mouth.

He asked, “You are my slave for another 24 hours, correct?” My response was as it should be “Yes Sir.” He smiled. Then He put His head between my legs, His hands on my ass and I felt His wet tongue go into my pussy! I was first shocked and not sure what to do. He was licking my pussy and diving deep into my wet sloppy hole and He seemed to be enjoying it. I was trying my best not to. Really. I was not given permission to and it’s been a long time since anyone has done that to me. Slave Boi does it when He is here, but that because He is usually being whipped by His Mistress to do it as fast as possible.

My Young Master seemed to be enjoying the tease because as I breathed hard and start to feel the building of a orgasm, He would move to another spot or pull His tongue out and lick my lips. He brought me to my edge several times before standing up but never allowing me to go over the edge and enjoy an orgasm I desperately needed. He then stopped and towered over me with His smile. Telling me that I was “Very Tasty”. I thanked him as I tried to catch my breath. “Thank You Master” seeing His now Rock Hard cock, I was kind of proud of that.

He moved himself up so He was now over my face as I felt Him put His cock into my mouth and start to pump it in and out. My hands reached for His cute butt. I wanted to see how far I could push this, hoping for Him to allow me to finish myself off or that He would to it for me. After grabbing His butt cheeks, He went deeper into my throat. Then I moved my hand’s to my pussy. I needed to get off. i know its not normal for me, but all the sex He gave me yesterday and now all this? i was past the point of caring and to be honest, I don’t think He cared if i played with my pussy as I was sucking His cock. I was wrong.

He found His Dom voice again and ordered me to stop. “Put your hands over your head slave”. He went deeper into my throat. My head was against the floor so his push was now really choking me. But I was now in a wonderland of thoughts. My playing with my pussy was wrong. He had me on the edge so much I needed to do something. But I was forced to stop before I could finish myself. Then I felt His cock head start to pump, so I knew I was about to choke on His cum.

I don’t think He ever came THIS much before. He was kind of standing tall kneeling over me with his cock in my mouth, not allowing me to move to breath. I needed to just swallow and the more I swallowed, the easier it was for me to get a breath. My Young Master was firm in that He wasn’t moving to help me breath. He was going to let me suffer for earning His reward.

When He finally pulled His cock out and let me catch a breath, He noticed the wet spot on the floor. As He stood up, He ordered me to clean it up as He dressed. I wasn’t sure where this new authority came from, but I was enjoying it as it scared me as well. My nice Young Friend is certainly now a firm task Master.

As I went to get His breakfast, Master Chase showed up. i fixed Him breakfast as well. But by the time they were fed, it was time for me to clean up and get dressed for work. In my bedroom, Master Chase picked out a more formal long business style dress for me to wear that had a little choker around the neck. Almost like a Little House on the Prairie style dress. With me wearing it, He needed to fuck my ass in it. He ordered me to bend me over the edge of the bed, hike up the skirt. He first pushed His cock into my pussy for lube. A few strokes to get me moaning, getting me back to the edge.

He then pulled out and placed His cockhead at my tight hole. As usual, there was no warm up, Just His wet cock pushing straight into my ass. He started grunting and telling me to be good and fuck Him. meaning I was meant to ride His cock in my ass.

I guess it was just my day to be a bad slave. I started to pump, He moved as I was pulling out and His cock fell out of my ass. I reached around to put it back but He scolded me and ordered me to suck His cock clean instead. I sighed and He again scolded me for that. Thankfully He was already near cumming and within a few licks of my tongue, i felt His warm reward on my tongue.

He took me to work. I was not happy. I was needing something to get me over the edge. Or something to calm me down. But that wasn’t going to happen! At work, my Young Master was busy sending me texts during the day. Some funny and informative., others telling me how much He enjoyed licking my pussy and He will do it more when I get home. There was no “if” , there was a certainty to it. I explained to Him that it’s sloppy, not tight, so why would He want Mine? .. He didn’t care. it was wet and it was “delicious” to Him and so He wanted more.

Work??

Somewhere during lunch, I finally asked if I was going to be allowed to have a little reward. To be allowed to have an orgasm, or maybe two?? His reply surprised me to the point where I needed permission to go to the ladies room and finish what he started this morning and He allowed me to. He told me He planned to spend the night having me teach Him how to be better at it as a surprise for His girlfriend!

Ok! First, i was now allowed time to go to the ladies’ room and finger myself to climax. Something my Owner would NEVER allow, I was going to take advantage of this as I could. Then He called her His girlfriend. Not His lady friend, not “friend with benefits”. But HIS Girlfriend! And He wanted me to teach Him how to please her. I think I blushed when I read that!

After that exchange of text messages, I asked my boss for an extended break. Thankfully He agreed. I went into the ladies room and masturbated using the images from this morning as my trigger. Of seeing His head between my legs and feeling His anxious tongue robing my wet, sloppy hole. And now to know He wants to use that wet sloppy hole again for more practice!

Yes, I went from being a bad slave to being a worthy slave!

The Conversation

April 3, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

Having a young man, living in today’s toxic environment and being manipulated by the feminist movement all around Him, as your Dom for a couple of days, led to some interesting talks.

Master Tony is a smart kid. That helped. He had some honestly thoughtful questions, fed by my curious comments and they always ended with Him using one of my holes for His many pleasures. A young Stud is a Hard Find!

Of course, the big question I always get asked, and it was one He had a difficult time understanding the big picture of it, was why do I “Let” Him (my Owner) do “This” to me? In this case, the “This” is that I am to obey the commands of a 19-year-old kid when I am old enough and experienced enough to handle being on my own, at home for a couple of days without a man around the house to “care” for me.

That led to some long talks about feminism and equality as it was meant to be. My desires growing up, wanting to help the older men in my family. As well as a few select females in my family that had earned my respect and my service. Although at the time, I did not understand what I was doing other than being the friendly little kid.

Even when we were having dinner, He let me sit with Him at the table, I was naked and He was still dressed. Talking about how I was naked because I was told to be naked by my Owner. Well, Yes and no. I always enjoyed being topless or naked, even as a young girl. Whenever I got to be alone, I had to be alone because I was fat and if other kids saw me naked, they made fun of me.

So being naked, for me is a joy. Being naked because a man wants me to be naked and enjoys seeing this naked fluffy body, gives me confidence to be more. To want to please Him more.

He Made Me?

I want to have that right to be a “lesser” person to others who I respect and admire. That’s what feminism was to me growing up. Having that choice to have the life I want to have. Not to have a life that men or society ran by men got to decide for me. For me, It wasn’t ever about being able to compete with a man. I never wanted to compete with a man for the same things.

I was raised by parents that bought into the whole “Be your kid’s friend. Be equal partner as parents” crap. Dad was never the authority figure and mom had equal say in raising us as well as punishing us. And the punishment was more lectures than anything physical. Mom and Dad both sat down with us and gave us whatever tongue lashing we earned by doing something wrong. It never was right to me.

His Moral Compass

What I was most concerned with was Him and His mental well-being. I know, I’m getting into those big fancy words!! But He is in that stage of life where He is learning about being an adult, being the man, and having serious relations with females of His own age. And here He is, with an old fat lady who he gets to boss around and use as He wants when He wants without any negotiations or concerns for what I want.

He told me when and what I was to be used for. Something a man is not supposed to be doing with a woman in this “modern age”.

I was worried that my accessibility and how He was allowed to use me would hurt His chances with the ladies. I did not want to be creating a monster here. He insisted, as I was getting ready to suck His cock while watching some show on TV, that my slavery has actually helped Him with the ladies. (His words)

He is somewhat serious with a woman His own age. We have met her, she is really cute, very smart and we really do like her. He treats her like gold( as he does all other females) and does the whole respect thing with her. Like my Owner and His girlfriend, He will date her, whoo her, be romantic with her. But it’s an equal relationship. She is not submissive and He is not Dominant with her.

They insist they are not exclusive and that she is free to date other men as He is allowed to see other women. She knows He occasionally gets his rocks off with another woman. He didn’t share too many details on that. I was really curious but did not pursue how THAT conversation went. He sees me as “the other side”, the kinky side of experiencing life. As in being an occasional trip to the “other side” to get some fast relief, a blowjob as well as an occasional tight ass to fuck since most women hate “doing that”. I am something to enjoy learning from and with.

That conversation got Him rock hard as I was beginning to enjoy His cock in my mouth. But He had other plans and ordered me to show Him my ass. I got on the floor and pointed my head down, my ass up as I held it open for Him to see it. He pushed His cock into my pussy, fucked it for a few seconds, getting me all worked up then pulled out. I moaned my disappointment as I felt the head of His cock slide out then stop at the entrance to my asshole. He smiled, I know it when He just pushed it right in and I bit my lip and squealed a little from the pain.

As I held to my position as He started to rock Himself in and out of my ass with a slow rhythm, He said in a loud voice “I don’t think she would enjoy me doing THAT to her” ! I just kept panting and thanking Him for the honor to be used like that for Him. As the pain subsided, the joy, the feeling of His cock filing my tight hole was making me moan loader and with more passion. Until i felt the fatness of the tip of His cock start to pulse. I tried to hold steady as he started to fill my ass with his reward, but he kept pumping hard and grunting.

As He finally stopped pumping, He pulled His cock out. Hearing that “thump” from the suction, I quickly caught my breath and realized what he had done. I turned around to see His cock was still hard. Ready for me to suck it clean.

I wish I was better with the words to describe how I feel when this happens. To be fucked hard like that, no choice in how or what hole. Then to see the afterward. A cock that was just in me, wet and dripping. Waiting for me to make it clean again. To have it in my mouth no matter where it just was and lick it clean, wash it with my tongue as I worship its greatness as I wait for it to go soft for Him. The man who is using me. Yum!

The fact that they will usually thank me for being there for them to use always leaves me smiling. These wonderful Men my Owner has entrusted in using me, want to thank me for them filling my holes with their beautiful cock. In the end, I get to thank them for the pleasures they gave me. As I get to see that once hard cock, now a soft cock. All clean and ready to go back into the pants. To know I did that! I enjoy kissing the ground they walk on to show my appreciation!

Once he was back dressed. Actually, He just put His jockey shorts back on, He had me neatly fold His pants and put His socks in the hamper, then join Him back on the couch to watch the rest of the movie. I was used., Not loved, not pampered, not noticed for anything other than what i am. A sex toy who is also His slave. I love that feeling!

For anyone new here: I have known my Young Friend for several years. He was a shy, overweight teenager when we first met. He had acne and was not good with conversation. A real loner who did not want to be that loner.. So we sort of bonded as special friends over that shared part of our life. When I would be at His family’s house to help His mother clean, I would spend time with Him just talking with Him about school, about life, and trying to smile when the world is shitting on you as a vulnerable teenager.

My Young Friends First Visit of the Year

January 15, 2021 / slave / 0 Comments

As I mentioned in my last post, my young friend made a delivery here on New Year Eve and was happy to be tipped by another submissive other than me. Knowing He would be here later in the month and have me all to Himself.

Master-Sir was helping Him build a business and marketing plan for a class project. The project was to imagine if He were to start a new business or expand the one His family has now. Master-Sir loved the challenge as much as He did.

After I answered the door and welcomed Him in, by removing his shoes and kissing His feet, we walked to the office. Master-Sir welcomed Him in and put His hand out, telling me to “stay”. One of His new rules for me. When I am told to “stay”, i am on all fours, legs apart to show my pussy and my Head is up with my saggy tits almost touching the floor. I am to be silent and not move from that position until told to. It’s not easy but it is getting easier each day!

Thankfully it was only a few minutes before they wanted some coffee or juice. Unfortunately, I needed a bathroom break. asking permission, my Young Friend offered to walk me out. Master-Sir handed Him the collar and leash (new for this year) and walked me out to the garden to watch me pee. talking about the new rules were kind of erotic to Him and He suddenly needed a blowjob. Right there in the garden!

Actually, He stopped me as I was unzipping His pants. We walked back into the office and He asked my owner to allow Him to use me. He agreed. My Young Friend needed to fuck this slave.

In the guest room, He had me stay on the floor like i was in the office. On all fours, legs spread and pussy was open. I heard Him undress and kneel behind me. He was talking about how New years eve was a wonderful blowjob from Ms Susann. “She gave a really nice blowjob. Not like yours, but still very nice.” I thanked Him for the compliment. I took it as a compliment since she was pleasing Him for me.

Sadly, I have to say His first slave fuck of the new year was really quick. He fucked my pussy fast and hard and felt my tits, pulling on my nipples then filled me with His cum. Seriously, it really felt like it was that fast! It was quick! As I was about to move so i could clean His cock, he moved instead. Pulling out and telling me to “stay” as he moved to be in front of me and putting His now soft cock into my mouth for clean up.

He got up, got dressed, and walked out of the room. leaving me there. He had told me to “stay” and I obeyed. While I was holding my position, I was feeling His cum dripping out of my pussy. Wondering what i was to do as I waited. the feeling was wonderful, warm, and helped extend the feeling of how He had used me. it was quick, but now I can enjoy the after-effects. I smiled at the thought of it all. The warm slow leaking was somewhat better than what caused the leakage. As much as I hate to say that and I know He will read this. But I enjoyed the stay and the warm wetness running down my leg and dripping to the floor much better. It made it all last longer.

He did finally return. Smiling and laughing, forgetting that I now stay when I am told to stay! “Master, I made a mess while waiting” was what I had to tell Him. The cum had now created a wet spot on the floor between my legs. My young friend smiled. He was getting evil. He told me to lick it up quickly and let’s get back to business. I did as I was commanded. Turning around and licking the wetness from the floor. I thanked Him as I followed Him out the door and back into the office where my Owner was smiling at the entire episode.

Over the next couple of hours, i stayed out of their way as much as possible, They worked, i came back in the office only when I was called. When they needed drinks, a snack, or some errand ran. I did as they needed me to do. Otherwise, I left my men alone to do what they needed to do.

When I served them a late lunch, my young friend enjoyed having me at His side and eating from His hand. He tried to hide His hard cock, but I smiled when I saw it. I knew this was a turn-on for Him. Later, as they were wrapping up their work, my young friend used me one more time. This time for just a normal blowjob.

As Master-Sir collapsed on the couch and invited me to lay next to Him, with my Boobs in His hand, he told me that they may be doing that again in a week or two. It may be a long term project. He wasn’t sure. But it was fun and they enjoyed it all. even the fucking. Maybe next time, he will just have me fuck my friend at the start to get it over and get His head in the project faster and longer.

Apparently my Young Friend was distracted several times because He needed to use me and tried to ignore the feelings. Master-Sir found it funny. They way He tried to stay focused, but really want there. All of the talking made my owner need to have a blowjob as He turned on the TV. So I ended my day slowly sucking His cock while He watched something mindless on TV.

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.

It’s Not Age, Its Humiliation

September 18, 2020 / slave / 0 Comments

For those of you who are new to my blog(s), I like to remind you that there was a time when, especially for school children, bullying was just part of your life experiences. Something you just dealt with because it was a “rite of passage”

For a girl who did not fit the picture-perfect size of the other girls, there was plenty of humiliation to endure and it could often be traumatic. My best girlfriend growing up could not handle it and in her first year in college, she decided it was better for all if she just did not exist anymore. Sad, but understandable. I miss her every day.

So when I started to explore my desires to be a slave and to be owned, I knew that the use of humiliation of any kind towards me was Absolutely Off Limits. it was my “RED” in Big Bold capital letters. Any public exhibition? Same thing. Oh Hell NO!

Than I Met My Owner

My Owner changed all that for me. He taught me to trust in Him, to let Him show me the other side of the coin, and in doing so, I found humiliation in certain cases and handled in a certain way can be a HUGE erotic turn on for me as much as it could be for the person who is directing it. When it is used with trust and with love, it can be so wonderful! Certain things are still off-limits. But it’s still a fun road to be led down as a slave with an Owner who has a devious mind with plenty of patience and creative thoughts and ideas on best how to use His property for His exploitation.

So my last post was with an eighteen-year-old, actually, He turns nineteen in a week or so. He and His family are friends of ours. He is a lucky young man who gets to use me for blowjobs, anal fucks, and other sexual things. I will admit that it is humiliating to be punished by someone half my age.

Now, some of the feedback that I received on that post was fun and entertaining. As always, there are a few of you who see it differently. Some people had an issue with the age. He was half my age. A “boy” and I was ruining Him. Really? That’s Debatable.

Since He has discovered me, my submission, we have also enjoyed our long private chats where just about anything has been discussed. He has learned to have more confidence in His manhood. Our relationship has helped build His self-confidence and that has helped Him get more dates with women He thought was not available to Him. That has led to more sexual encounters with girls His age since we started to talk then anytime before. He also now enjoys the search, the hunt for a respectable woman to date, to have as a friend, and to hang out with. Before us, He just wanted to date a female, nothing more. Now He wants to try for bigger and better things.

He now knows how to enjoy being in a romantic relationship, to be patient and considerate of her as they date. He’s not like the other kids he knows who are hungry for that score. To find a girl their age and have sex. You know the story of youthful lust! We have all been there I am sure!

On the flip side, He has me. He gets to be rough with me, gets His rough edges, impatience over some issue, He gets to work that out with me, not her. Using me for those times he wants to be rough or not play the game. he just wants His cock sucked or a pussy to fuck. he has me. No working for it, no pleading, no playing the game. Just command I am here to obey.

Now, as He dates and experiences these new feelings and situations, He asks questions and gets to try it out on a body that can handle some rough trials and errors. He gets to try new things He has seen or learned about. I am His experimental body to work it all out and not worry about hurting feelings or being made a fool of if He fails to make it work.

Last fall, I even took Him shopping for some nice school clothes and after bending me over in the parking lot and fucking my ass, He made some comments about how it was so strange to be turned on shopping for clothes with a woman almost the same age as His mother. (Not what I wanted to hear)

He’s not supposed to find clothes shopping with an old lady, sexy in any shape or form. But knowing I will do as He tells me to do in public was a huge turn-on for Him.

In previous shopping trips with Mother or other women, he could never tell her what He told me while shopping. He can’t talk to them like he did me. Knowing He could fuck me whenever he wanted to or get a blowjob by just telling me to suck it. No comments, no questions. All makes boring errands into exciting, erotic errands!

You want me to carry the bags? I will. want me to open my legs so you can feel my pussy while sitting in the food court? i will do it. Want me to stand there and not move while you shop? Yes, Sir.

Again, for me, I was doing all these things with someone who is just learning to shave! Well, not THAT young, but you get what I’m saying. He knows if there is a problem with my service, He will tell my Owner and I will be punished. This is Pure Public Humiliation for me. When I say that I get really wet when this happens, I really do and I hate myself for it. but it’s my body overriding my mind..

But Wait, There’s More!

I have never been able to have children so I never had that urge or any kind of parent-related issues. But when you are a female who is overweight, has some saggy tits with no bra and no panties and you are to follow and obey a man who is half your age, who can at any time, use you for whatever He has the mind to use you for, let me just say that can create some serious scenes of public humiliation!

I have to obey and let someone half my age tell ME how He will use me for sex? And I have to obey, no questions. Yea, I get wet just thinking about that. It helps that He is now very well dressed compared to when I first met Him. He is certainly getting more confident every time we meet. I have helped Him learn to dress better for His size and that gets to be a turn on. I get to hear about how He had sex with a girl or how they went out on a date and she complimented Him on how He looked and behaved compared to other men His age she has dated. Something that never happened to Him before.

He knows He can talk to me about anything and if turns sexual, no problem, He can just tell me how he wants to use me to “fix it”. And I will happily obey Him.

Slave benefits

To know that I can make an eighteen-year-old man get a rock hard erection is also a huge turn-on for me! The fact that being young also means he can fuck my holes several times in one day and still have the energy to go out on a date and have sex with her. Hot!

He also knows I get frustrated and get wet when he tells me “NO”. When He tells me he wants to fuck me then pulls out as He cums and I can only lick up what I was hoping to swallow. He has even refused a blowjob just to see what would happen. Teasing, torment, and humiliation from a kid just out of high school!

There is a huge sexual humiliation to the fact that I am naked as I open the door, take the pizza as he hands it to me while unbuckling his pants because He knows I am kneeling there to suck His cock. There is no tease, it’s a sure thing that His cock will get sucked by me because i am told that’s what I am to do. No negotiation, no questions. Since day one, my Owner has told me that my holes, especially my mouth was part of the delivery man’s tip!

And if there are any complaints to my Owner, I am properly punished. So I know that I need to please them. Eighteen, thirty, seventy? doesn’t matter. if they are making a delivery, I will be sucking their cock no matter the size, shape or color. For the record, only one or two delivery men have ever declined my offer in all the years.

When most people go on YouTube and see the “I flashed the delivery guy” videos, they leave all those comments about wishing they delivered pizza. Master-Sir and I always laugh. flash? That’s it? Amateurs! Deliver here and you get a blowjob you will tell your friends about. if you are really nice, you get to fuck a tight or sloppy hole.

Being a well-trained slave, I have no right to say “no” to who gets to use me. I am over 50 years old and my body shows years of just being a naked fluffy slave. It’s not a sexy thing, it’s not pretty, especially to a teenage boy becoming a man. It never has been. but my Owner uses that to His advantage. Humiliating me is now a turn on. Having me obey men of all ages is humbling as it is sexually arousing for them and for Him.

Its My Life and I enjoy living the dream He has created for me to live out!

Did I make sense?

Your Thoughts?

Friday Night Punishment

September 12, 2020 / slave / 0 Comments

Last Friday Night, Master-Sir had me order some sandwiches and snacks from our friend’s pub. Something we haven’t done for a long while. As I called and talked to the wife, I had realized a major error on my part. I nor Master-Sir had really checked in on our friends in a long time. beyond visiting their family-owned business, we haven’t talked with any of them at all.

For newbies here, there is a local pub/restaurant here that is family-owned. The husband or His top employee would always deliver the pizza or whatever we ordered for the parties and I would give him a blow job as well as a cash tip. That eventually led to having His eldest son to being our almost exclusive delivery man.

The son is a nice kid. But like me, has some weight issues and so growing up, He has had some serious self-confidence issues. Not only would I suck His cock when he delivered, but other times, we would sit and just talk about life, sharing the trials and tribulations of growing up being overweight. I would offer my tips, from a female perspective, on gaining your self-confidence (especially when dealing with women), self-encouragement, and ideas that could help Him try to be the bigger man..

This year, with him nearing graduation and moving on to college, they started him on a split class schedule. Meaning most school days he spends part of the time doing His high school senior class stuff, then spends the last part of the day doing College prep work.

He was going to go to the university here for a major in business management. Then He changed that to a two-year degree when He and His advisor realized that growing up in the family business, He was probably going to be smarter than some of his teachers. And some of the classes for the four-year degree would not be of any benefit to Him.

Family Business

The parents are a wonderful couple we have become really good friends with. I mean ‘really’ good friends. Happily married since their college days. But when the wife discovered my submission, our relationship changed. She had a secret fantasy for a long time ot be a slave toher husband. Then she met a real slave and fantasy got real again.

In talking with her, I learned that she feared it was not possible this late in life and with a family?? Then you add the business into it, she cried a few days over that. However, I like to report that after a lot of talking and analyzing their world, we found a way for them to explore their hidden fantasy.

The husband has confided in my Owner several times, telling Him that this new relationship has probably saved the business and has made their marriage a lot stronger. In their new dynamic, He is The Boss and she is the loving, obedient wife. And together, they have been able to survive this COVID mess and still keep the business and their marriage.

So I guess I do need to keep talking more with them and even write more about them now that the old blog is gone!

For an update.

She knew from the beginning that I was giving her husband blowjobs as part of the tip. No problems because they have tried to be swingers, but it didn’t work out. So an occasional blowjob from a fluffy old lady? Go for it, sweetheart! Blowjob for an eighteen-year-old son? She tried to play the dumb mother and never asked about it. But she knew. She was able to let it go, just let Him enjoy the life experience..

In talking to her, I knew she had issues with it, but she also saw how her son started to change after each delivery to our house. She told me He always needed help with getting His self-confidence up with women. For whatever reason she noticed the positive change in Him once He started to deliver pizzas to our place! It works.

My Young Friend Has a Request

For this order, the wife said the son will deliver and she also asked if my Master could help Him with a little school/classroom project He had? Master-Sir agreed. So it was arranged that we would be His last delivery for the night. So no need to hurry after making the delivery. As she put it, “Keep Him as long as you need to get His project done”.

He needed to ask someone in business, just not the family business, some questions about real-world marketing and something about management. I had to smile. My Owner loves to talk shop like that and this just made Him very happy to be asked!

So just before the food arrived, Master-sir called me into His office. On a shelf, off to the side was a small plate and a glass from yesterday,. I should have caught that yesterday when I cleaned or tried to clean. When He pointed it out to me, I knew I was in trouble. Master-Sir from the first night i met Him, He and His friends warned me that He is really anal about His home always being clean and everything in its proper place. The house needs to be clean and organized the night before so we wake up to a new day and move forward. Last night I failed.

I apologized and said that would accept my punishment ( I always do) just as I heard the doorbell ring. ( I was saved!) I smiled knowing I was safe for now!

The eldest son and the one who now almost runs the entire restaurant himself most nights – was at the door. For various reasons, I named Him my “young Friend” I gave Him His first blowjob as an adult when he turned 18 (minus one or two years)and He has enjoyed learning sex from me ever since. Yes, I am very proud of that fact and like to mention it whenever I can!

I also smile thinking if only His lady friends really knew where He was learning it all from!!

Normally He delivers when we have friends over, so I take the food to the kitchen, then take Him to another room and suck His cock or let Him fuck me if He desires. Usually its a blowjob, then He leaves. This was different. I led Him into the dining room as I put the sandwiches in the kitchen.

There were three sandwiches and snacks, so I figured he must have brought one for Himself since they were going to talk. I brought the food and the drinks out as Master-Sir joined Him at the table. Having never joined us for a meal before, he was a little unsure how this worked as I sat on the floor between them. Master-Sir sensed His uneasiness and showed Him how to feed me from His plate. Doing this, I saw his already hard cock jump a little more in his shorts.

Again, He normally gets His blowjob right after the delivery. This time, Master-Sir was hungry, so we ate first, then He will get His tip, then they will talk. I was shocked, Master-Sir was hungry enough that he forgot, or I thought He forgot, that I needed to be punished.

Five minutes after they started to eat, they were talking when Master-Sir remembered my punishment. He smiled, then looked at me then to my young friend. Master-Sir offered to show Him how to properly punish a slave, or maybe a wayward future wife? He smiled at my Owner and agreed to the plan. I peered over to my Young Friend and saw that His cock gave another little rise in His shorts.

The rest of the meal was kind of a blur to me. I was trying to think about how this would go. My punishment, being naked and tied to a post. His watching and maybe even doing it. Shock Him? Disgust Him? Enjoy the show? How would he handle it? After eating, as I cleaned up, they went to the garage so Master-Sir could step Him thru the event. Show Him the post as well as the punishment tools.

when I walked in and knelt on the floor beside the post, i was uneasy, nervous, shaking a little at not knowing what was to happen. As they talked. Master Sir told Him that normally when the slave is punished, there is no sex afterward. it is punishment, not pleasure. So it’s up to Him, does He want the tip from the slave now or afterward? Do you want to use the slave now or after He punishes me?

He decided afterward. Master-Sir smiled as I was told to assume my position on the post. As Master-Sir strapped my hands in place above my head on the post, then had me step away from it so that my Ass was sticking out more. He was talking to my Young friend. Telling Him how, why, and what works best for the best effect, the most lasting pain.

He had some questions about punishment, sex, and such. He admitted to watching some BDSM movies online and actually liked watching the floggings. He just never knew if He could do it. I reminded him that I have plenty of ass to hit so no worry about doing damage!

The Moment

Master-Sir ignored any questions as to why I was being punished, just that I violated a very easy and very important rule. and no matter what, the slave needs to be punished.

Finally, they were ready. Master-Sir stood in front of me, holding the wooden paddle. This one is heavy and thick, it does not bend. it is used ONLY for punishment. As He held it for me to see it, He asked me why I needed to be punished? In aloud voice for both to hear, I explained why I was being punished. “I failed my owner. I am being punished for not keeping the house cleaned as I was trained.”

By this time, I already had tears in my eyes and i was apologizing for failing Him. He stepped behind me and had my young friend stand next to Him. They both were touching my ass as he told Him how to hit the ass and where to stand. How to wait for “the slave to respond as she was trained” meaning I will count the blows and apologize for failing my Owner.

Master-Sir laughed a little when He explained I was crying before the first swat and yet i had wetness down the inside of my leg.

I hear Him hand the paddle over to my young friend who commented on its weight and thickness. “Trust me, it hurts her worse than it hurts you!” Master-Sir told Him.

I could see Master-Sir from the corner of my eye, He was standing to my side and was watching as the virgin paddler lost His punishment cherry! Let me say that He had a mean swing that landed as it was meant to land in the center of my ass. making me jump a little more than usual. I counted “one” then apologized for failing my owner. I waited for the next. If this was “one” and he had 19 more, knowing His abilities, I knew each one was going to be that hard or worse. i was trying to prepare for the worst!

Master-Sir told Him to keep it up, don’t wait too long between swings and to make sure the slave does as she is supposed to (count out loud and apologize). if not, we start back at one!

At fifteen, I asked for a pause, not calling yellow, just a moment to get my breath and my balance. As I feared, He was still going strong! He resumed. Twenty was a tough one and I lost my balance on that one. I wanted to kneel but knew I needed to wait. I thanked Him and He even wiped the tears away.. I saw that He was smiling.

Seeing his cock was just about to rip out of His shorts, I smiled between the tears and asked if he plans to fuck me now? Telling Him that it will hurt for me but I was told men like to feel the heat on my ass after a beating? He looked at my owner in question. My Owner told Him i was right. Fucking a well beat ass is one that causes her pain but the pleasures for Him would be so worth the pain. He smiled “Really?”. Master-Sir smiled at the question, then excused Himself from the room. Reminding my young friend to not forget to unhook me and make sure that I clean everything up afterward.

I was having difficulty standing with my legs wobbling and my ass was still on fire. But to know He was wanting to fuck me like that! i made the effort to stay in place!! He unhooked me to get me into a better position. Doggie Style. Yes!

It was so worth the effort as I watched Him strip out of his clothes and to see that young, hard cock standing taller than i had ever seen it before. His smile was as huge as He went behind me and lined Himself up.

Feeling that cock at the edge of my wet pussy was heaven. I was wanting to feel that inside me no matter the pain. As it slipped in, I moaned. That feeling was short-lived as He pushed Himself into me full weight. Felling His cock inside me was heaven, but feeling the weight of Him and His pelvis hitting my sore, red ass, sent me into the orbit of pain. I know I screamed at the feeling.

I’m so glad His head was behind me because I know i screamed loud each time he pushed Himself into me and his body met my burning ass. When I did scream, I felt His cock inside me twitch a little more. “Thank You, Sir” was all I said. Well, that and a loud “OUCH” As I felt him pull almost out and push back in all the way and with His full weight.

I screamed each time followed frequently by a “Thank You Sir”. Until I felt the pulse and the last shove before He unloaded His cum inside my sloppy and wet pussy.

As he held himself inside me and the burning pain increased, I felt Him unlock the cuffs as we pulled apart and rolled on the floor. His cock was still standing tall and covered in our juices. My mouth watered as I saw my treat. Swallowing his cock as He tried to finger my pussy. Feeling my ass he told me it was cooling down.

Feeling Him in me, tasting the juices. I licked what I could before thanking Him for the punishment as well as the reward. That huge smile on His face told me everything i needed to know. When he stopped smiling, He told me “That Was Amazing”. The beating, the warm ass, and the fucking afterward were all a new high for Him.

He asked what it as like for me. I was honest in saying that He was better then i was expecting and that the fuck afterward was awesome. Knowing it was not supposed to be, I was being punished. But once in a while, you need to change things around for the benefit of the Master (Him). The pain was also very pleasurable because it made His cock so much harder. so I enjoyed the benefit from the pain.

Returning to the house, He and my Owner sat in the office for another two hours talking business. i sat on the floor near my Owner and leaned on His leg often. Not saying anything. Getting them refreshments whenever they needed them. Finally, before leaving, my Young friend needed one more treat. He wanted his usual blowjob.

I was happy to be used one more time for His pleasures. His cock wasn’t as hard as it was last time (smiles) but it was still a wonderful thing to put in my mouth and suck on! He came fast and tasted wonderful.

After He left and I finished my evening chores, my Owner even fucked me in my pussy before we curled up in each others arms and fell asleep!

I was a happy, well-punished and loved slave.