It was interesting to have my Owner’s older brother figure out His younger brother is a kinky MF’er! So now both His brothers know, but neither one told the other yet…

Once I gave Him that goodnight blowjob, The older brother was hooked! Before we left, He asked if he could stay with us while attending the SEMA convention. He originally planned to stay at a resort and visit us for dinner and events. Of course, Master Sir said, “Hell, Yes!”

SEMA is a huge aftermarket automotive convention here in Las Vegas.

After picking Him up from the airport, we went out to dinner. In a booth in the back of our favorite restaurant, I sat between my men/Master’s. As I expected, he had a thousand questions He wanted answered, but we had to be careful in public, so we talked a little here and there about how He gets to use me for whatever he needs to be done.

We left there and went to our house. As usual, I enter and immediately take off my clothes. Master Kevin stood there and watched with a surprised look on His face. Master informed him, “Slaves are kept naked in my house.” I continued.

Once I was naked, I knelt at His feet and kissed them, welcoming Him into my Owner’s house. For Him, the surprises just keep coming!

Master-Sir made me stand in the middle of the living room as if I were being inspected. I guess I was. My hands were behind my head, and my legs were shoulder-width apart. I was not allowed to speak unless spoken to. That was the rule for the week.

Master-Sir started to explain my body to His brother—my hair, how I like it to be pulled and make me kneel for a blowjob.

My saggy breasts. He can play with them, pinch them, and pull on them. Master-Sir told Him where he could find some nipple clamps and other toys (or ask me to bring them to Him).

Master-Sir rubbed my clit to get me excited and moaning before removing His hand and showing His Brother how best to play with me and not make me cum.

The Brother had a huge smile on His face as His hand reached between my legs to agree with my Owner. I was getting wetter the more they played with me and talked about me, and they also ignored me. He was shocked at how smooth I was.

Master-Sir had me turn around and then bend over; I spread my butt cheeks apart as he talked about the butt plug as well as how to properly fuck a sloppy pussy. (the butt plug helps).

I guess for the humiliation aspect of it, Master-Sir made me hold my ass open a while longer as they talked about other things before I was sent off to get them cold beers.

That’s when he asked about the dog bowls and the dog bed. Both items are for me to use, so Master-Sir explained how I am to be hand-fed.

His brother was shocked by how much this was more than he ever expected. He was only familiar with Master/slave on the Internet or in the movies. He didn’t realize there was this entire world where it is really lived 24/7.

When I returned, the men were sitting on the recliners. I knelt to serve each of their beers before kneeling beside my owner’s chair.

The Brother had a pretty good bulge in His shorts as they talked. Master-Sir told Him to take me into His bedroom and “do something”. The brother grabbed me by the hair and made me crawl to the guest bedroom behind him. The man learns fast!

He began asking me for something, and I politely stopped him. I need to be told, not asked, what he wants. As long as I am not harmed or arrested for it, I will do as he tells me to.

He just wanted to fuck me doggie style and pull my hair as he came. And He did! It was a fun ride as His cock kept going almost all the way out before plunging back into my hole while He pulled my hair.

He kept moaning and saying how wonderful this was. Better than the “skinny bitch I married”.

The faster he went, the harder he fucked. I was into never-never land quickly when I asked Him if “This slave can cum, sir?”. Hearing me ask, I felt His cock seem to grow a little more when He said I could., He wanted to listen to a woman cum. And I did!

As I was coming down from my orgasm, He was already pumping my pussy with His cum. Catching His breath, He started to pull out. So I quickly turned around to suck Him clean. Another shocking moment in His learning curve. I love to lick and clean the wet cock that just fucked me.

Later that night and each night after that, I would finish my evening chores, then go into His room to see if he needed anything or wanted to use me for anything. Apparently, He found he could sleep better after he had a blowjob.

My Owner enjoyed hearing when and how His brother used me.

In the morning, I made breakfast for them both; he liked choosing my clothing for the day and then fucking me doggie style before allowing me to get dressed. I had noticed that every day, he got better and took longer to cum. <smiles>

Usually, I am supposed to wear a butt plug to work. However, with all that I am doing at the office to prepare for the F1 race, I am doing a lot of walking and moving around. Wearing a Butt Plug would make that more complex and awkward. So, He allowed me to go without this week.

The Brother would ride with me to work, then catch the monorail to the convention center. Like my Owner, He liked me to drive with my top open or down and my boobs on display until we got close to my work.

After work, He liked to watch me strip as I entered Master-Sir’s office then slap my ass as he commanded “Get the men’s dinner started”. He tried to sound like some master from a horrible pornHub video! It was so cute!

Every night, He had me type up some notes he made at the show for his job. I also answered some of His business emails for him. He and my Owner sat and talked or watched television. He really liked that part! He was really getting into having this all-purpose-made/slave at His beck and call!

Master-Sir would offer me to Him to lay on the couch and worship His cock while watching a game or talking about life. He enjoyed that as He also played with my boobs, pinching my nipples and then not allowing me to have an orgasm. (Grr..)

Friends came to visit, and occasionally, I was casually led out of the room for them to use me. When we had food delivery, I gave the delivery man a blow job as if he was expecting it (He was).

The Brother was always amazed at how we lived like this without any problems, That a woman could enjoy being “used like this” and not feel abused or offended.

( we had several of those conversations about submission and how I actually craved it) It was indeed a full-time, 24/7 life for us.

He often commented on how a woman like myself was so comfortable in my body and myself that I was so happy being naked as I was serving them drinks, getting fucked, or Him beating my ass just because He wanted to.

I enjoyed being in silent mode. It gave them time to catch up on life and family matters and be honest about certain family issues. He spent a lot of time talking about his 15-year marriage and how/why it failed (communication).

He said that he would make sure to make the family be a little more hospitable when we visit. Master-Sir would tell their other brother it’s okay to talk to the other brother and have open communication between the three of them. There would be no secrets anymore.

On the final night, He finally took my last hole. Even Master-Sir was surprised That He waited until the end to fuck my ass.

Looking back, it was comical. After an enema, I knelt at the edge of the bed, waiting for directions. He snapped His fingers as He pointed to the bed. Telling me He wanted my head down, ass up. I loved how easily He now commanded me!

He started to fuck my pussy for lubricant as he was debating if he/how he should. As I felt Him pull out, I smiled. When I felt the head of His cock on my tight hole, He stopped for a moment. I started to beg and cheer Him on. “Yes, Yes, Please Sir”

That’s what it took. He pushed straight in, groaning as He pushed all of His cock into my tight hole till I felt His balls hit my pussy. He needed to catch His breath as I howled a little to get the pain out as I thanked Him.

He finally called me “Bitch slave” as he was proud of Himself, just pushing Himself to the hilt. Not having to ask permission and not worrying about my comfort. He did ask me if I was ready for more. (Hell Yes Sir)

As with other Anal Virgins. He was very vocal about how tight it felt and how they wished they could have this more often. Calling me Bitch slave as he pulled in and out with force, not slowing down until he started to cum. Telling me, “Take it all, slave.” I smiled as I was also on the cusp of an orgasm. I was hearing him act like He was a real Dom!

The following morning, one more blowjob, then off to the airport. Master-Sir reminded Him that he was welcome back anytime. And anytime, I am His to use.

I smiled and kissed Master-Sir for giving me the honor to serve Him/them.