Some of you may be wondering what happened to me. Last month, without any notice, I suddenly signed off on Fetlife, and then my Blog went dark.

Now I pop up back here. So I am sure some of you are probably wondering, “WTF” (maybe not)

So here is what happened

Last month, my Owner suffered a stroke while working from home. His new girlfriend, Miss Amy, was there and heard Him crashing on the coffee table in the living room.

She called 911, and then she called me. My Boss/dom took me to the hospital. His Boss and the Boss’s Wife were already there. Master-Sir was still in the ER. His Boss took my phone and had his wife call the family. I was not able to comprehend all that was happening, but I knew they needed to know.

Once Master left the ER and rested in a room, they allowed me to see Him. But that was all. I lost it several times, and apparently, I passed out once from seeing Him and all the machines He was attached to.

They told me He had lost feeling and sensation in His left side and probably would have speech problems, but they needed to wait until morning to start any serious evaluations.

So they said to go home. They would stay in touch if necessary.

Miss Amy took me home. We both curled up on the couch, and she let me cry into her shoulder for a while. We tried to watch a movie while trying to answer calls from family and friends. Somewhere along the line, I fell asleep.

I woke to the doorbell ringing. I realized it was late, and Miss Amy had gone to sleep in the guest bedroom.

Looking at the doorbell camera, I saw it was my owner’s older brother, Kevin. He had apparently caught the first flight out of Chicago the minute he got the call.

Opening the door, He smiled and grabbed me as I fell into His arms, crying—tears of fear and joy. Seeing Him, a friendly face, was what I needed.

Six months ago, Kevin was still thinking I was the devil incarnate and was the lead man in His family’s hatred toward me. The fat chick who somehow conned their son into marrying me.

That was until he figured out who I am and his brother’s lifestyle. Now, he is my friend, and he is educating himself to become a worthy Dom.

After getting back into the house and closing the door, I knelt on the floor to properly welcome him into the house. He had me look up at Him, holding my chin.”Your Owner told me the last time I was here that you were to obey any command I gave as if it came from Him. Is that still true?”

With tear-filled eyes and a smile, I answered the affirmative.

I know how awful this sounds, but for a slave like me, that was music to my ears. I needed someone strong to keep me going, keep me focused, and run my life. Otherwise, I would go crazy trying to decide for my Master/Husband.

I am a slave; I know that I was born to serve the men I respect and to obey my Owner and anyone He designates to use me.

Master’s brother was almost identical to Him. He was tall, strong, and well-built. Since realizing who I was, his dominant side has come out. And I liked that. Right now, I needed that.

Miss Amy stepped out of the bedroom to see who it was. I made the proper introductions, and then she went back to bed.

He looked at me. “Good, I’ve been dreaming of a blowjob and some sleep, in that order,” He grabbed my hair and had me crawl behind him up to the Master Bedroom.

He may be a new Dom, but he can be polite like his brother. He asked if I objected to him sleeping in the big bed. I did not. He then told me that I was allowed to sleep with Him. I smiled and thanked Him.

I knelt at the side and waited. He got naked and climbed under the covers. I had to tell Him I didn’t enter the bed without permission. He smiled as I saw His cock get hard at those words. Or maybe it was already getting hard. “Bitch, get in bed”. I did as commanded.

He held me tight, grabbing one of my nipples, saying he would handle what needed to be handled. For me to not worry about anything. With that, He pushed my head under the blankets and my mouth onto His hard cock.

I keep thinking how bad this sounds, but I needed that. Even if I was happily giving His brother a blowjob while my Owner lays in a hospital bed with tubes and monitors attached. I am doing what I was meant to do: to serve. I was hopefully making my Owner proud. And I was enjoying the feeling of His cock.

Soon, He held the back of my head as He filled my mouth with my reward. His cum was warm and delicious! I held Him in my mouth until soft. When I popped out from the covers, he was already asleep. I curled up next to Him and fell asleep as well.

My usual routine is to wake Master up with a fresh cup of coffee, then take his cock and swallow His morning stream. Besides the cup of coffee, his brother wanted to be left alone as he got ready.

I fixed breakfast for the two of them. After serving them, I knelt on the floor between them as they ate and talked, ignoring me while hand-feeding me their scraps.

His younger brother and the parents will be in town shortly. Miss Amy said she would move into my bedroom for the next few days, and his brother could have the guest room. The parents (who still hate me) will stay at a hotel close to the hospital. That problem is solved.

The younger brother Jerry was already at the hospital, and the parents were checking into the hotel. He was a wonderful sight to see. He is a little shorter and not as well built—more of an office nerd type of build. Still cute!

Jerry has known I was a slave for a couple of years now but promised to keep it quiet. He kissed me and hugged me. Holding me as we walked into the room my Master was in. I needed that moral support.

The parents came in, said hello to the brothers, gave me a cordial “hello,” got an update on their son, and then left to find something to eat.

Master Kevin and Master Jerry asked me to stop the blog for now. I smiled. Master Jerry looked at me and smiled, “It’s not your decision, is it?” Nope. I’m just the slave!

Not knowing where this was going and whether I would want to open it to the world gave me one less thing to think/worry about.

But the response in the emails and Fetlife was beautiful and unexpected. Your love, comments, and well wishes told me I needed to keep it going—not only for my sanity but also because I had real friends who cared for me and really wanted to know how it was all going.

Master Kevin and Master Jerry decided to reopen the blog and wanted me to refresh it. I want to relive the good times I had on my journey, remember where it all began, and really see just how far I have come.

So, please subscribe and leave me your thoughts and comments if you would like to.

Love,

Crystal