Our house gest slave is having a mind-bending experience and one that she has confessed to me is a life-altering experience. Her agreement to serve as a training slave ends on February 27. She has said several times that she is not liking what she has discovered about the life of full time slave or even about her desire to submit. But she has agreed to stay in her role the entire time.

This has been an interesting week or so for the three of us. For her, she has discovered just how soft of a life she had/has. How it has been easy for her and yet, not as fulfilling as her submission. She has seen this like a spiritual cleanse, in a kinky way (her words)

Going from a pampered, well controlled life to one of humble servitude, nudity and the loss o f control over everything. Almost like being a prisoner of a third world country (her words again!). In the next sentence she will tell me how it actually feels good to have no control over what people see, what she is to do or how she is treated. She does enjoy not having her beauty regiment every morning.

Master-Sir wants her hair down, clean and straight. No makeup or lipstick. She does apply some if on camera for her job. Otherwise she is natural and naked. of course, that’s the part that excites her and scares her at the same time. the fact that she is naked. That was not part of the original agreement. And that is what has changed her entire view of her submission as well as her view of mine.

When she put up a fuss because Master-Sir made me sleep on the floor while she slept in His bed, she wanted me to be able to have a better night’s sleep, so she agreed to some new rules. And that meant she was to be treated the same as me. I now either sleep with them in His bed or I am allowed to sleep in my room when not needed. He has allowed me to sleep with Him a few nights and sent her to her room for the night after she watched Him use me for sex. That is a story all by itself!

She has become a pretty good replica of me when I am not at home. She keeps my owner fed and his coffee cup filled. She is naked even when the friends come over to talk or or whatever. She is an absolutely dynamite cook and she has been the main cook for the time that she has been here. She politely will ask me to run to the store her and get fresh meats and vegetables for her to cook then we both serve, kneel and are hand fed or fed by the dog bowl.

Master-Sir enjoys the humiliations when He orders her to go to the store. She is only to wear a dress, no bra or panties. Or maybe a long T-shirt. either way, her rock hard nipples on her perky breasts really show off and several times she was barely able to cover her ass from showing as she walked down the isle in the store. She always enjoyed gettign the stares from the men and the glares fromt he women. But not dressed “like that” (her words)

She has told me several times how she enjoys watching my owner and myself interact. How He smiles when I am serving Him and He is using me. And how he apparently talks about me when I am not there. She explained how it has humbled her to hear that He prefers a female like me, not pretty and sexy, submissively and happy to serve Him. She is not used to not being the focus of attention and this time with us ahs really made her see just how much her life revolved around being the center of attention.

Monday Night Call Changed it All

Monday night, my boss called me at home. something He only does when he is in a tight spot and this time He was really in a tight spot. Being very apologetic, He was pleading before I knew why He was pleading for my help.

Sunday is Super Bowl. For Las Vegas, its called “The Big Game” and even with the pandemic and no shows and reduced capacity, we are getting some of our high rollers and such coming into the resort. Actually all the resorts. And that was the problem.

With the reduced capacity (25%) and the limit of how many people can be at a table in a restaurant and all that, he has a minor emergency. Several of our top guests who like to stay at our resort, need to spread their people around to several resorts. Say, for example, Mr. Bigshot has a 4 bedroom suite with a service butler. He also comes with some friends and associates, a couple of family members, etc. And they all stay in the hotel, just not in His suite.

Normally we can handle a last-minute addition of rooms and suites. We put them close together and we keep track of who is where and who gets what benefits and comps and who has to pay for what. Plus find a way to make last-minute changes, show reservations etc.. yes, we kiss their butt really well. However, right now, with the limits, our Governor has put on us now. we have no way of doing that and we have to move some of them to other resorts. And find a way to keep it all together for them.

He wants me to work with one group of VIP’s the entire weekend. Not what we had agreed to earlier. master-Sir told me to go. He has slave Lisa to serve Him.

When I was finished with my call, I crawled back to kneel at master-Sir’s feet to ask about what I agreed to. I knew I agreed to work. But we have an issue. Sunday is Super Bowl Sunday and several of His friends will be here to watch the game. They will be expecting to be served food, snacks, drinks. There is always a slave put in front of the TV and her ass beat to match the score. Then they will want blowjobs and to fuck the slave’s holes during intermissions.

Master-Sir smiled. Looked at slave Lisa and asked “Well?” She was kneeling next to me, but I could see her eyes get huge as he asked her the question. She didnt have an answer. I knw she enjoyed watching as Master Chad would use me for a quick blowjob before work. My young friend actually did fuck me in the ass after delivering a pizza, He did not cum in my ass as a a favor to my Owner. But he enjoyed using me as much as He enjoyed her watching.

Master-Sir made it clear that it was u p to her. He would abide by the agreement that only he uses her for sex. However, if she wants to be “like me” she needs to think about it. So he sent her to her room to be alone and to think it over.

When it came time for bed, Master-Sir wanted an answer. With a little question and answering session between all three of us, she agreed. She would stay naked during the day and the game. She would allow them to touch her and feel her pussy. She also started ot alk about how much she enjoyed the few wild sex parties she remembers from her college days. So she may agree to one blowjob per guest. No more. No other sexual fvors and the blowjobs will be done in her bedroom.

Master-Sir smiled, I smiled because I knew she would be a great game slave. I gave her soem poker chips we have that say “Blowjob” on them. When the men arrive, theyeach get one chip and when they use it, thats it.

would, if it were done nice and properly, agree to one blow job for each of them, alone, in her room as they requested. I explained to her how we have those chips we can give each of them that entitles them to one blow job per chip and when they are ready to use it, they give to to her and that sit. No more.

When we talked afterward, she was funny because giving the blowjobs was not her fear. She was actually looking forward to that because it just gave her some kind of good vibes or something. She said she liked how i got excited every time i was told to suck a cock, no matter how many times in a day, I was always happy and willing to go to a room and give a friend a blowjob.

It was being naked and serving them the snacks and drinks that scared her the most. What if they don’t like her snacks? What if she runs out of snacks? What if they spill on her or if they get too aggressive with her. But it was being naked for that length of time in front of a small group of men that were drinking that scared her the most. I assured her that they were Master-Sir’s best buddies, they will respect her boundaries and they will be the best of gentlemen even when drunk and having a hot little female naked serving them. She laughed at that image!

She spent the rest of the week debating over what to make for snacks and meals. She has changed the menu so many times, master-Sir finally made her make one menu and give it to me to get the ingredients. Then forget about it. But she couldnt. She even took a punishement (and so did i)becasue she changed the menu twice after he told her to stop.

So what are you doing this Sunday? Anything with the game? or playing something else??