By 8pm, Master-Sir was tired of hearing my whine or whimper every time one of His guests wanted to feel if I was as wet as I said I was in my last blog post (i am) and a few even liked to poke their fingers deep into my pussy just to see if I would lose my balance and drop what I was holding. SO He put a ball gag on me.
We had a houseful of friends and special guests. Some of our best from the Red Rooster swing club stopped by as well as Frank, Jason, and others. thankfully Master Jerry loaned my Owner slave Haly for the night to help to keep everyone feed, with fresh drinks and pleased with other services as they were needed. Once I was ball gagged, slave Haley was the designated oral slut for the rest of the night.
Master-Sir and the Pretty Brunette were very affectionate and teasing each other all night. Letting me know they were going to be together till morning. So I was teased more about if I was to be used at the top of the Midnight hour and keep our tradition alive, or if I was to remain just the House Slave and slut into the new year.
By 11:30 Master-Sir ordered me to His Bedroom and to be on the bed facing the window. No other instructions and He was very direct and stern with His commanding look. I bowed to all and went to where I was told to. Leaving everyone else to have their good times while waiting to watch the famous countdown.
As I knelt on the bed, doggie style as ordered, I was left to wonder, worry, hope and party for some miracle of relief from the torture I have been feeling all day. The wetness was now running down my leg and I know the bed was wet. Would He? Will He? What about the Pretty Brunette and how they have been so together all night? Am I here to be alone? To suffer and learn my new place in His life? My place in Their life?
After what seemed like hours, they came into the room and turned on a small light, just enough so I could make them out. They were indeed together and holding hands as they came in front of me. He touched me and smiled as she patted my head. Talking about how I was embarrassing them with my noises and the need to be felt and probed like a cheap slut on the Strip. The Pretty Brunette never fails to feel my saggy tits and pinch my nipples hard when I am like this and she enjoyed telling my Owner how saggy they have been getting lately. He concurred.
She stayed in front of me as he walked behind. Feeling my ass and probing my wetness. Yes, I was staining the bed cover and would be punished for that. They continued to talk as He came back in my view. The lights of Las Vegas were behind Him as I saw that He was now naked and with a hardon. The Pretty Brunette started to feel His cock and kiss Him with a deep passion as He wrapped His arms around her. I started to tear up, knowing words were not going to be heard. Just a moan from behind my gag.
Master-Sir removed her dress than her bra as I was told to watch each piece fall to the floor. They were talking about how I will be up for a while after ever one leaves because the house is going to be a mess and a slave never goes to sleep when the house is a mess. Master-Sir looked at me then to the Pretty Brunette, telling her “Not to worry, You will be with me tonight” Then kissed her again as she pulled on one of my nipples.
They both walked behind me and I could feel their hands on my ass. She was feeling my rump while He was just playing around. Telling me to keep my eyes on the scene in front of me as the small neighborhoods were starting to fire off their fireworks.
The Pretty Brunette got onto the bed, naked and knelt like I was, next to me. She was still finding my nipples to pull on and looking at me smiling. We were together, on the bed, naked, doggie style. That meant Master-Sir had two pussy’s looking at Him. One sloppy and one pretty. He had two for Him to play with and to tease. But He favored hers. Telling me that it was so nice and tight. Fun to fuck. As well as I should know because I get to lick His warm cum from Her pussy. I know I was in tears by now.
If I had not made this known before, Master-Sir is the king of mind fucks and the Pretty Brunette is a quick learner, She wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed me on the cheek. Telling me I was a great slave this year and she was sure I would enjoy being a better slave “next year”.
She and I perked up as the noises outside started to get louder and the guests downstairs were getting noisier. The pretty Brunette removed the ball gag and kissed me on the lips, telling me she loved having me in her life. I thanked her and said the same thing to her. Master-Sir was now starting to feel my pussy as I knew the moment was about to happen.
Yes, His cock was shoving itself firmly inside my pussy as I started to see the fireworks on the Strip light off and everyone was cheering downstairs. Master-Sir grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so that i was facing straight out the window to see the world. The pain from the hair pull was intense as He started to ride His slave’s cunt into a new world of extasy. I know I heard Him tell me He loves me and wishes me/us a wonderful new year! I know I was now shaking violently from the multiple orgasms He had started in me. I was having problems keeping my balance or being held up that way and I fell flat as I felt Master-Sir pull His cock out of my pussy as the fireworks were still echoing outside.
As the fireworks continued in my head and died off in front of me, Master-Sir stood in front of me with His hard cock waiting to plunge it down my throat. He made sure that I licked every drop of Him off it before He pulled out. Not realizing it was still hard or that He had not cum yet, I was still shaking, crying from joy and feeling the warmth of His love when I heard the Pretty Brunette come alive beside me. He was fucking her! He fucked her until she was yelling to fill her up!! He filled her pussy with my reward. His cum inside her, not me!
My mind was now being pulled in too many directions as I was rolled over on my back. Master-Sir said I was still shaking and crying as He moved on top and I grabbed His cock to lick it clean as it went soft in my mouth. I got to taste Him and hold Him even if He had not finished in my pussy, He fucked my pussy into the New Year.
He pulled Himself off of me and I was not sure who, where or what I was as I felt Her get on top of me and I saw that beautiful bare pussy, just dripping with what I thought would be in me at this moment. My tears now changed. I’m not sure. Anger, love, loss?? I just did what I was trained to do and stick my tongue deep into her filled pussy.
The Pretty Brunette was sitting on my face with her scented and filled warm pussy covering my mouth as I saw Master-Sir come in front of the window and kiss her, embrace her as I was ordered to keep licking her clean. I put my hand between my legs and found I was still incredibly wet and loving the touch of my fingers. For the first time in a long time, I started to play with myself for fun, not on command or for their entertainment, i wanted the rush, the warm flow of energy to keep running thru me. I was in heaven as much as I was in Hell. I was loving the scene and hating the scene. I was fucked, but not for pleasure, it was for posterity because that’s what happens at the midnight moment of a new year, my Owner and I fuck. This time, that’s all it was, that’s all i was there for.
After she had been properly cleaned and was happy, she moved away. Master-Sir knelt down to me and kissed me, smiling and telling me how much He loves me and enjoyed the New Year tradition. He said it was OUR New Year Tradition. That’s when I felt something warm and wet between my legs. It was the Pretty Brunette with a washrag. Wiping my pussy clean from its juices. Master-Sir told me I started to cry, serious tears.
The pretty Brunette had finished when she came to face me and she kissed me. Welcoming me to the new year and smiling.
They gave me a couple of minutes to gain my composure while they got dressed. I wanted to clean the sheets, but they said no. Master-Sir took my hand and helped me to stand up. He held my hand as we walked down the stairs to the clapping sounds of our guests who were still cheering on the new year. Master-Sir welcomed in the new year to our friends and guests holding MY Hand. Not the Pretty Brunette’s hand. She was smiling, clapping and following US down the stairs!
After hugging and kissing everyone, welcoming them to the New Year, Slave Haley and i got busy cleaning up and breaking out some fresh drinks and snacks for everyone. She smiled and we kept kissing and hugging each other for the next couple of minutes. The Pretty Brunette came into the kitchen to offer some help, she thanked me for everything and hoped I was ok with how it all happened. She is a wonderful, loving lady and I could not tell her how much I really enjoyed it because i was still processing all of it. But it was a wonderful way to welcome in the new year and keep our tradition alive.
I hope every one had a healthy and happy, safe New Year!
2019 looks like a big year of changes for me… All are good ones!
Love You ALL!