Maybe you have heard, Las Vegas, for the most part, is wide open and back in business. No masks for people who had their covid vaccine or want to fake it!! That means we are extremely busy at the casino’s. With Spring and the sports news, the high rollers are slowing coming back to town and that is where my job gets demanding.

However, no matter how demanding my job is or how many hours i work, my first priority is always with my Owner. His needs and demands always come first. And like me, His job has just exploded. He is on the road more during the day and visiting clients and suppliers for His clients. Often coming home late and tired. A quick meal. maybe a movie then off to bed.

I say that like it’s not so much to worry about, but there are the little things in-between all that for this slave to be aware of. And we are sort of adjusting to a new rhythm around the house here. A New Normal may be the best way to explain it.

About half the time, Master-Sir will drive me to work and Master Chad or my Young Friend will pick me up and take me home and the other half, i drive myself. It depends on His schedule and the needs of my Boss. Scary as it is, they actually talk a lot lately about the casino business, my job, and my transportation needs. It’s like my Boss has become best phone friends with my Owner!

I will come home and Master-Sir has last-minute things to do in His office and phone calls to make for the next day’s appointments. He sends me off to start my chores. making sure the house has been picked up. Anything He did while at home, dishes, notes, newspapers, etc… All need to be picked up, cleaned up, and put away.

There is another part to the ride home. If someone is picking me up or I am driving myself home, when I enter the house, Master-Sir wants me to have my jeweled butt-plug in. If He is taking me home, no butt plug required. I’m not sure the logic behind that, but it’s His rule so I follow it.

The House Slave

Something happens at the point I go from working person to slave. No matter what happens in my work life, my life away from my Owner’s home…. when I get into the garage and I start to undress, that world goes away. It does! I have no way of explaining that euphoric feeling, how the removal of my clothing makes my mind go to my happy place. I just become that slave who has only one thought on her mind. To Please Her Owner in ANY way He requires her to.

Now, besides the cleaning and organizing, I need to also start His dinner. Thankfully it’s summer and He likes simple things, like salads and such. With the help of the Pretty Brunnette, she has great single-serve meal ideas that don’t require much cooking. He likes to be served on the patio by the pool. Where he usually will still be making calls and working while eating. but it is the end of the day stuff.

I kneel at His side and wait for his hands to feed me the bits and pieces He takes from His plate. Then at the end, he puts the plate on the ground, bends down to kiss me then pats my head, and gets back to His notebook while I enjoy being the Bitch dog eating her scraps of food.

When He has called it a day, I will be ordered to bring Him His beer and sit at His feet in the Livingroom while he relaxes. We talk a little. It’s more Him venting than anything. But I listen. We talk about anything and everything. He will allow me this time to vent as well. But my vent is usually nothing important.

Unwind Time

As he settles into a movie or a show, I will remove His pants and His socks. Kissing His feet. He will usually then point and I will begin a long session of cock worshipping. This is not the time to suck His magnificent cock, but instead, a time to show it loving kisses and soft licks while He relaxes and zones out on whatever He is watching. I can’t remember the last time he allowed me to actually watch a full show or a movie with Him… I’m too focused on Him and His cock.

My worshipping is only stopped for two things. One is to get Him another drink. The other is when He gets a work-related phone call. If it’s important,. He will tell me “Corner” or “Corner, Ass” He likes to keep me guessing which one. If it’s “Corner” I am to go to the corner across the room, behind the TV, and put my hands on my side and my nose to the corner, my ass facing the room, facing His chair and I stand there until He says otherwise.

“Corner Ass” is the same, except I am to put my hands on my ass cheeks, stick my butt out more, and spread them wide so that He can see my fat ass and my tight hole. Often with the butt plug in it. Yes, I will stand like that for as long as He tells me to. There have been times I thought He forgot about me. There were times He went upstairs or out to the pool and did a few other things while I just stood there with my legs hurting and my asshole burning from being held open for long times. Finally, I would hear the command to “kneel” at His side and I could relax, finally move the sore muscles as I went to find Him.

About two weeks ago, the bathroom rules went back to normal. I no longer am allowed to use His bathroom for any reason unless He commands me to join Him. If I need to pee, it’s outside in the garden facing the Livingroom picture window. So anyone in the Livingroom and the dining area could watch me if they so desire. I use a sanitary wipe that is also biodegradable so it can be buried before I return to the house.

For all my other bathroom needs, I must use my slave bathroom in the garage. Speaking of slave bathroom. After several years of being denied using my more expensive, name-brand shampoo by the Pretty Brunnette, she recently gave in and sacrificed a little. She has now allowed me to go back to my favorite brand that happens to be her brand. That’s why she banned me from using it. Now I can use it, but the containers must be labeled differently! Yes, I know. such a sacrifice!

Bedroom Time

Master-Sir has found that reading a book before bed, can be relaxing ( for Him). so we will occasionally go to bed early. He will sit up in the bed and read. i will be alongside Him, head facing His feet and He likes to hold a long dildo for me to fuck while He reads. If he is deep into a book or a certain chapter has captured His attention, he will let me fuck myself to an orgasm. other times, it will be a short, uninteresting read, and I will be on edge, wanting to get over the moon, but being told to turn around and suck His cock. a blowjob for the Master and a painful denial for the slave. , then we fall asleep cuddling. well, He falls asleep. i am trying to block out the need to play with myself as I am so close to the edge.

The good thing is the last few times this happened, the following morning, Master Chad took me to work and He likes anal sex doggie style. Letting me have an orgasm. There have been a few times it has been so bad that I begged for someone to fuck me, get me over the edge and use me roughly. I knew it was wrong and I really enjoyed the punishment I received because of it!

Other then the couple of nights the Pretty Burnette has been here, i have been allowed to sleep in bed with my Master. It’s always easy to fall asleep when your Owner wraps His soft, firm hands around you and grabs your boobs as He falls sleep. its my security blanket and no matter how rough or how bad of a day I had, that is the best way to end it!