Well, I am finally back to some sort of regular life! The big convention the first week in the new year is always a killer. I put in 5- 12 hour days in a row plus a couple of 10 hour days before and after! Master-Sir at least didn’t forget about me and kept me sane and proved why He is my Owner and my best friend during it all.
I’m not sure why, but this year, our resort hosted a couple of new and very demanding high powered guests from some major corporations. They not only took over several of the ballrooms and suites for displays and private client meetings but also took over the really big private cabanas and mega suites The ones that cost a night more than I get paid in a year!!
The CEO’s and their entourage can be difficult to work with and since they spend a lot of money, my resort will do whatever they have to to keep them happy and wanting to come back. My job was to be the “runner”. Getting them what they can not easily find or need ASAP. Special requests for food, drink, a gaming table, restaurant buy out (They rent out the entire restaurant for a dinner). The things they did not initially request when the reservations were made, I was the person to make sure it was done.
Master-Sir was also working at His job a lot as well. But not as many hours and had some time to relax. Meanwhile, I was still His slave and had my daily chores to do. The things this slave knew needed to be done every day or night at home, no matter what my working schedule was.
In that week, I don’t think we were awake and together in the same home for more than 2 hours a day! I would come home, get naked and find the house dark as Master-Sir went to sleep. Master-Sir kept the house pretty clean overall while I was away. On the longer nights, I dreaded coming home knowing I still had a kitchen to clean or laundry to do. To enter the house and find them done was really a nice surprise. One night there was also a rose and a candle burning on the counter with a little note telling me to “smile, the bed is warm and missing you”. Signed by my Master.
I found out later that He actually did the chores Himself! I first thought maybe He got slave Haley to do them. But she told me her Master had her busy with other projects and they only were at the house once for dinner.
No matter how tired I was or how little sleep I was able to get, Master-Sir always made sure that I was in His bed, cuddled into His arms each night. Telling me that He loved me and missed me. But He liked that I was being a good slave and properly serving others as I was. I am His slave.
The morning of what I knew was going to be my longest day, Master-Sir woke me up a little earlier by fucking me awake! I love when He does that. Such a nice feeling to start having erotic dreams as you begin to realize its not a dream and you are having a very stiff cock fucking your pussy! The as I started to moan myself awake, He knew I was now aware and started to pull my hair so I was facing forward and feeling Him inside me! I went to work with a big smile that lasted most of the day!
Being reminded that i was still His slave, it didn’t matter how little sleep I had, I still kept to my morning routine. Waking up early, making Master-Sir’s coffee and if He had to wake up at the same time, serve it to Him by kneeling beside His side of the bed. Making sure He was ready for His day is always my first priority.
With past years, after it was all done and we had time to breathe, Master-Sir gave me a day of pampering at a spa. This year He surprised me. He came along! It was a wonderful surprise and a beautiful way to spend the day together. A couples massage, some time in a private steam room as well as a private villa with a pool to lounge in, have a few drinks, some snacks, cuddle and He fucked my ass while in the pool! It was a wonderful way to end a long grueling week of work.
Being kept busy at work, being used by different departments and always on the move was fullfilling as they each demanded more things for me to do. The only time I was sexually used was when i went home and my Owner used me. Even Master Charles didn’t get any time to use me!
The big thing I missed th emost was sitting down and letting it all spill out of me here, on my blog, talking to you.
I hope you enjoy what I write. I do enjoy hearing from you.