No, I am not turning vanilla, and Master Kevin is not giving up my leash. But that honeymoon part of a new relationship is over and real life returns.

Over the last couple of weeks, we have been talking and have been making changes to how we live our lives. He liked to call it fine-tuning our relationship.

Some of the changes were for health reasons (mine), and some were for more comfort and the need for privacy (his). Some were changed because it wasn’t the man who owned me.

I still serve him and obey him without question (and always will). He still controls when and who gets to use my holes and has even started to offer me to a couple of his old friends he hooked up with who are now living here in Las Vegas.

The best part is that we carve out time for us to be family: Brother and sister.

The Master Bedroom

The Master Bedroom is His domain, as it should be. He offered to let me sleep with him whenever I wanted, but since my Owner died, I never felt comfortable sleeping in there with him every night. And as I mentioned, having a few female age-related health issues. So I sleep in my bedroom most nights.

I was also having some bad nights sleeping with him. It just felt right that he had the Master suite, and I would have my slave bedroom.

He likes to lie in bed, read a book or watch TV, talking on the phone. Then he calls me in and has me hold his cock in my mouth until he says I can suck it. To tease me, he will pull out right before he cums and fucks one of my other holes, then sends me back to my room to sleep, dripping with his cum inside me.

If I have a bad night and can’t sleep, I can come into his room, climb into his bed, and sleep alongside Him without asking. (He sleeps like a log). I feel safe, and it relieves whatever was causing the sleeplessness.

I still can’t use the master bathroom. To me, it’s not right for the slave to have free use of the Master’s bathroom. Master Kevin keeps telling me that I can. He doesn’t always like me going downstairs, but old habits die hard. Thankfully, he hasn’t made it a rule that I must use the Master ensuite.

Sitting with Master

Some of you will understand when i say old age is creeping in. I can be on all fours when He or someone else wants to use my holes, or I am being punished. But kneeling on the floor for meals and other things is getting too painful to do.

I can ask permission to sit on the chairs and stools and enjoy a meal with my Master and sometimes with my brother. I can wear lingerie when in the house as long as all my holes are easily accessible.

When we have guests, I can tolerate being the dutiful slave and sit at his feet while he sits on the couch or recliner. He will allow me to sit on the furniture when we are home alone.

Sometimes, he will be like my Owner and have me suck his cock while he watches tv. Except with Master Kevin, I have actually seen several movies all the way through!

Holes to Use

Between his needs and my issues, He prefers blowjobs over fucking me. Thankfully, he has offered me to some of his friends he reconnected with. They love to fuck my holes often.

They don’t know the master/slave thing. All they know is that I have become hypersexual as I age, and I need to be fucked often. He’s being truthful in telling them that. It’s easier than to tell them the entire truth: that I am His slave with a high sex drive!

Still the Same

I have always said that I am not a sex slave but more of a service slave who enjoys being used for sex. So I can still serve without restrictions. Master Kevin likes that part of me.

Master’s late wife was more of a submissive than a slave, and her medical issues started early, So he had to take over some of the household chores for her. Now, He enjoys the use of a full-service slave.

To sit back, read, watch TV, or nap while the slave serves him his drinks, does his laundry, and cleans up after him. I also often answer his phone and schedule his appointments and will soon handle his dates (hopefully)

When he gets frustrated or just needs something to change his focus, he likes to bend me over the couch and beat my ass with a paddle or a belt, then fuck me.

To tease me, he will make me stop whatever I am doing and lay on my back as he watches me masturbate for his entertainment pleasure. He likes to physically and verbally tease me while I am doing this to see how wet I can get.

My next post will be about one of the times he used me as a service slave with a couple of his friends.

It’s like any other relationship, and I wanted to let you know how it’s going. Things change as we go along. I am still His slave. I am His to use as he pleases. It’s just been fine-tuned for the uniqueness of our loving relationship.

Love Always

Bitch Slave

Proudly Owned and loving it every day!