Its been only a few hours since I left him at the airport and I still feel very empty, very sad, depressed… You know the words I’m going for!
Master-Sir saw it in me and even gave me a hard ass beating after dinner, but it really didn’t help my mood. I deserved the beating but i’m still not happy…. Master-Sir is so thoughtful.
It was a great week with Him and having the time to enjoy having Him here. We really had a lot of fun playing tourists and had some great conversations like we never had before. That’s saying something because we were always so really close growing up. after this week, I think our relationship is actually closer and better than ever. If that’s possible.
When He arrived, I met him at the airport and gave him a big old bear hug. After he peeled me off His shoulders, I tried to take His bag. He stopped me every time saying it’s not my job to carry luggage (wanna bet??)
As we discussed, He wanted to play tourist, so I drove him down the Strip, showed Him what has changed since the last time He was here. I got him home and showed him his room, how I put out the towels, some shaving and bathing supplies than went and got him a cold tea I know He likes. We sat on the patio and talked some, just the two of us.
After a while, Master-Sir came home, I served him a drink, He took my chair and I sat at his feet. leaning almost on his lap. It felt wonderful having my two favorite Men at home, together.
I so wanted to get naked every time I walked into the house or sat next to my Owner. But I promised my Brother “no naked slave”.
That first night, we went out for a nice late dinner. More conversation. Me smiling, having two gentlemen at my sides!! I felt so special and happy that I now could say Master-Sir out loud in front of my brother and not worry of offending Him…
My Owner arranged for me to have all the days off from work. Except for Thursday I had my usual domestic service duties. That’s the day I go to my Boss’s house and clean it. At least I would have one day as a naked slave with a chance of being used.
My Boss/Dom did just that. He came home for lunch, I made him a nice sandwich and a cold drink. Served it to him by the pool like normal. Afterward, He used me hard and dirty on the kitchen floor. Than spanked me before sending me back to cleaning, smiling and horny for more.
Master-Sir did set my brother up with the roommate of his girlfriend. So he had some female companionship and maybe give us some time alone!! And it worked for one night at least.
For all the years we lived here, I never was a tourist in Las Vegas. So this was nice to see the town I live in, as other people get to see it. Walk the strip, have some drinks, play a few dollars in slot machines, see a show and watch the other goofy tourists as my Brother filled me with 1000 questions about me, my life, my needs to be used and what makes a girl want to be a slave and what exactly is “wanting to serve” means?
With Master-Sir’s permission, I showed him some of the toys, my collar, the paddles, and floggers. Pointed out the hooks in the ceiling, the cross that is hidden and other kinky things. He just took it all in and wanted to know more. Never judging me, never making me feel weird or sick. Best of all, He never treated me differently and He still respects and loves talking with my Husband/Master as He always did.
Brother at the Club
He asked about the swing club, I agreed we would go there. But by now, the butterflies were coming back. I told him He may have to swallow a little brotherly pride. I may stay dressed or at least into my bra and panties, but there are a couple of men that I serve there. Oral sex, suck cock and let them play with my tits. While there and when being used, I am not allowed to hide in a closed room there… He just may have to see me in that way. My face turned red telling him this, but he had to know and I had to obey the rules.
When we were there, thank goodness he was the good brother and stayed in the common area, but his date was fascinated by me and she kept hunting me down to see what I was up to or who was doing what to me and reporting back to my Owner and brother. They went into a room a couple of times, but she just kept finding me afterward. Funny thing was she started out a little shy. Staying clothed for at least the first hour. Then she started to let go of her inhibitions and loved being naked in a room full of people.
My brother did admit He will miss me. And miss having his bed made and having his clothes cleaned and having his breakfast waiting…
Master-Sir spent some time with him doing men things. Work in the garage, go to a girlie club, watch a game or two… Men things…
Master-Sir also promised Him we would visit this winter for a holiday. Not looking forward to the cold, but I really would like to see the family again..