In my last post, I talked about the men who will have me as their servant for the next three or four days. Last night, It was my Owner, His Boss, the son of His boss, my current Boss/Dom, and my first Master.

The plan was for them to be at the house for dinner and drinks. But when the Boss and Son called, Master-Sir decided to change plans. whatever happened, they changed plans and made dinner reservations at a Steak House at a resort off the Strip.

While waiting for the Boss and Son, I spent time with my owner and first Master. Well, they talked, i was standing in the corner facing away from them holding a butt plug in my ass.

They called me out to get fresh drinks or to answer the door. Otherwise, I was in the corner. being ignored. Master-Sir knows how much I hate being ignored when there are people to serve.

On the plus side! It’s nice to know that your old Master and your Owner can be friends. To talk and exchange thoughts and ideas about ownership and obedience.

He finally confessed what we already knew about why we drifted apart. My first Master did not really understand, and neither did I, just how much I wanted to be a slave and to serve Him.

He liked my obedience and my service, but as with previous men I dated, they started to look at me and see me for my physical person. That fat girl with saggy tits. He wanted something sexier on His arm.

I could feel my Owner smile as they talked. As my Owner explained how He had both. A sexy girl to love and to have on His arm, while also having an obedient slave at home.

Once the other two men arrived, i was allowed to welcome them into the house, kiss their feet, and get them drinks. The Son wasted no time in wanting me to suck His cock. Get Him ready for the long night ahead. I had not sucked His cock in a long time and was so happy when he ordered me to.

He pulled me by my hair into another room, sat on the floor, and by the time I had Him naked, His cock was trock hard. I smiled as I swallowed His cock and enjoyed hearing His moans. I missed hearing His moans!

After swallowing His load and getting Him dressed again, i was ordered upstairs to get dressed to go out. I was so happy to know I was invited to go with the men!

The Son was the one who chose my dress. A long black and white wrap around that although it is stripes, in a wrap-around they accent my curves, not enlarge them!

Master-Sir made an announcement that from now on, I will be wearing a butt plug when I leave the house. They can leave it in me while they use me or have me take it out. But it must be put back in before I leave them and return home.

He has had me wearing a large butt plug all week before this. It hurts like hell but reminded me of my place. After a while, i can actually say I am starting to enjoy the pain of it being there and feeling from when Master-Sir pulls it out and I lick it clean.

Master Sir drove, I sat in the back while The Boss fingered my pussy until we got to the restaurant. He never spoke to me, just got in next to me, pushed my dress up while talking about football, and shoved three fingers into my wet pussy.

I felt like a queen, a submissive queen, but I was proud to be in the company of such fine gentlemen. I may have been mostly ignored, but when they spoke to me, it was in a nice and mannerly way. Nothing vulgar or obscene.

I spent the ride home sucking The Boss’s cock, so not sure what they talked about or anything else. I was enjoying the time I had getting used like a cheap hooker in the backseat! The Son would feel my tits or put a finger in my pussy while I was busy sucking His father’s cock.

My Boss/Dom and I had work the next day, so master-Sir made it a short night. I served them drinks, my Boss/Dom was the one who removed the butt plug and he went gentle about it. he had an evil grin on His face as he held it for me to lick clean. Then fucked me.

He has gotten a little more evil in recent weeks. he will have me doggy style, fucks my pussy, cums, then he likes to pull out. Wipe His cock off and leave the room. never letting me suck Him clean or see Him leave. It s like I was just a hole to be used. Kind of a turn-on and yet kind of a humiliating thing to experience. No words, no touching. Fucks, cums, and leaves.

After that, I cleaned up the house and was sent to bed while the rest of the men sat around the pool and talked, drank, and did whatever else men do on a sports weekend.

I remember my owner waking me up to kiss me ( I mean a deep and wet kiss!) and thank me for being a good slave. keeping everyone happy. Then He shoved my head down on His cock for a good night’s blowjob.