Have you ever have a day where it starts out normal but suddenly takes an unexpected turn that just keeps turning? Welcome to my day yesterday! Thursday was a day filled with unexpected surprises that still have me a bit shellshocked, but most of them are in a very nice way and I look forward to each of the new turns that will be my October.
Thursdays are my day to go be a domestic slave to Charlie and Patty, the couple who own a nice little pizza pub in our neighborhood. Since meeting me, His wife Patty has discovered she has a VERY submissive side and that He likes being a Dominant. So she has been asking me more questions every time we meet. When she is home alone when I am there, she started to be topless and trying to act like it is her normal thing to do when the kids are not home (and failing miserably at that!). While asking me a 1000 questions about being a submissive or slave, how did i know and all the usual things i get asked. Recently she has started (with permission) to text me and chat when possible.
It’s not that I mind the questions. I love the questions. I love when we meet and she says hello then gives me a little kiss on the cheek, welcoming me to the house. Always reminding me that my Owner and I have really improved their marriage. She told me how she loves to be at work and to hear the delivery guys talk about the times they get hit on by lonely women or women who have men who love the tease. They do sex, but it’s quick and more for shock value than actual hot sex.
The fact that when her Husband met us, it was not a tease and she always loved to hear His story of delivering to us. The fact that it was not something we wanted to try or maybe try to “shock” the delivery guy. But it was a genuine offer for a blowjob as a way to thank Him for His service. He loved to accept and she loved hear how it all happened. All the details. When we would visit the pub, she loved to watch how Master-Sir would tip the waitress to leave the table alone and let me serve the friends who were with us. To get the drinks, serve the food and clean up. How we were surprised that the waitress was often her.
She learned later that I was the slave and that if friends joined us, they got to use me or feel me while I served them. She smiled and would get a little excited the first time she realized the fluffy chick was not wearing underwear and that they could feel my pussy when they wanted to. She even imagined all kinds of sexual stories about what probably happened when we returned to the house. She loved it and even said it made them both want hot sex that night. After we were there, she said He would just become more demanding towards her and the sex was really rough!
This Thursday, I arrived to find the house completely locked down. I actually had to call her and ask to be let in. She is home sometimes to do the books or do the marketing for the pub. She let me in the garage like normal, but she was totally naked, wearing a collar and smiling. This meant I was in for a long morning of cleaning and questions. I like to serve and I like to educate. However, if I am being questioned while i am working, it makes it difficult to do both at the same time. So I smiled as she shut the garage door, then joined me in the garage.
As I removed my clothing, she told me the house was locked down so she could be alone to do this quarters books and marketing while being naked. She now enjoys being naked at home part more. In lockdown, nobody could enter without her knowing. So that we “girls” could be naked and alone to talk openly.
I commented on her collar. It certainly wasn’t a store bought. She said she had it custom made by the leather kink store here in Las Vegas. It was an inch wide as well as think. If they ever got into heavy bondage, this was the collar for that!! I loved how it looked on her small neck. One with a giant ring on it for the leash or to be tied to something and it had the plate that said “slave”.
As we were both working, she would call a break and tell me to join her in the kitchen to talk. She was firm and demanding, yet loving to watch me obey. She told me the kids are going away this weekend. Either to grandparents house or their eldest was going to a competition in Utah and the husband was taking Him and a few other kids to the event. She would be home alone and was wondering if I could come over and talk. Maybe show her some things that a slave does, wears or whatever.
My stock response is that anything like that needs to be cleared with my Owner, she should know that! She smiled as she told me she knows, but enjoys hearing it from me and maybe get more information on it. So i sent my Owner a text asking Him to please talk with the husband about a weekend get together.
In our talks, she let me know that she now calls her Husband “Sir” when the kids are not around or she whispers it in his ear. That He loves to hear it and she loves to do it. He is now served before any of the kids and she has turned to Him for more directions about what He wants her to do in life and with the business. She has learned to let Him take charge more and more and is enjoying the feel of it all.
That’s how my morning went. It’s unbelievable but i was actually able to get my chores done and leave for home before my Owner was leaving work! He never responded to me about the request. He did respond that the Pretty Brunette was going to be spending the night and a few other things. But not that.
At home, the Pretty Brunette was already home and was taking a nap in the Master bedroom. I looked in and saw her on top of the covers. Naked and sprawled out. She is so beautiful it makes me wonder why my Owner allows me to stay with Him when he could have that beautiful, warm and intelligent woman to Himself. The same question I asked about Miss Evvy. Laying there in her slumber, I enjoyed watching her body in all its natural beauty. She does have such a beautiful body in every way a lady could be beautiful.
She is a beautiful woman inside and out. Successful in her career makes a lot of money and they have red hot sex every time they meet. So i left her to sleep. She did wake up later, just about the time Master-Sir came home. I was the first to greet Him at the door properly. Removing His shoes then kissing His feet. She was right behind me with a cold drink for her and Him.
He informed me that Master Jerry was joining them for dinner without His slave. She went back to California for some family matters. The Pretty Brunette told me they will have dinner on the patio as they walked past me and out to poolside. I went into the kitchen to begin making dinner for three.
Soon, Master Jerry entered the house. I stopped making dinner, rushed to properly greet Him. Remove His boots, kiss His feet and offer Him a drink while apologizing that His wonderful slave was not able to join us. He smiled, thanked me and said He missed her as well. But she will be back in the morning.
As my Master-Sir, His beautiful lady and Master Jerry enjoyed a beautiful dinner on the patio on a not so cool autumn Vegas night, they started to talk. Master-Sir will be traveling more this month for work as well as pleasure. This weekend He was joining the pretty Brunette in Her town, San Diego for a work-related event and of course, some alone time on the beach with her.
I was not aware of any of this until He told it to them. Not directly to me. I knew the work travel schedule, but not the San Diego this weekend. I tried not to look shocked, but it did take me as a surprise. That was not the end of it. Master Jerry said He would be able to look in on me if He needed to or that I could stay with them. Master-Sir is firm on me staying here at home when He is traveling. However, He had something better and was hoping Master Jerry would approve of His idea.
As I sat on the floor under my Owner’s feet. Eating from His hand His scraps, he told them that He had long talk with our Pizza Guy and what He was doing this weekend, leaving His wife who wants to be a slave, home alone. So they talked about a slave’s retreat. The weekend where the slaves could be together, sleep, talk and just be themselves without the Owner’s around except to check in occasionally and make sure they were behaving and doing their duties. Like work. Master-Sir wanted to know if Master Jerry had any problems letting His slave stay there with me and the wife/slave. We were to be there to help educate her and answer any and all her questions about the slave life and how we came to be.
With the security cameras in the house, the electronic gadgets we have around the house, Master-Sir would be able to check in on us to make sure we’re being proper and following the rules He set down for the all slaves weekend. All slaves would be naked in the house and sleeping where they were assigned. Master Jerry was interested but needed to think more about it. Master-Sir asked that He and Jason and maybe Master Chase could be the occasional slave sitter, stopping in to take me to work and make sure they were all ok. The new slave would not be used for sex, but Her Master said nothing about her watching it happen to other slaves and she was not to be punished. She was there to observe, ask questions and learn. Master-Sir’s slave, me, could be used anytime. And that’s when the next surprise came.
Master-Sir said that He wanted to let them use me as they wanted to except no pussy sex. He would prefer oral and anal. More oral than anal, but either one or both were ok. He wanted to stop using my pussy for anything but maybe a whipping or if another slave wanted to lick her or to be fingered to drive her to the brink of an orgasm than to stop. But He wanted NO pussy penetration, not even with toys. Self-masturbation was forbidden but if a man wanted to finger her pussy, that was ok. But that was the limit.
Master-Sir has plans for me on Halloween and wanted me at my peak attention and ultra horny for that night’s activity. He knew forbidding pussy sex would drive me insane while also making me more driven to please Him in all the other areas. He also loved it when I would be so desperate that I would also begin to beg to be used and abused harder and more often than normal.
Master Jerry was only concerned that if He agreed to this, that He could use me for anything else? Including blowjobs from His friends? Master-Sir said yes, with the usual limits. Anal with a condom and oral with men He personally knew and could trust. But beyond that, line them up and “use her until she passes out” that includes flogging me if He wants to. Noone else could flog me or spank me, but anal or oral sex was open to the rules. Keep me safe, don’t make me late for work – meaning at least eight hours of sleep a night and keep it discrete. Nothing outside the house. All slaves, except for work, would be staying inside the house perimeter and would remain naked inside the house no matter what.
Master Jerry suddenly felt the need to agree and allowed that His slave would be allowed to spend the weekend here and live by the same rules as I was. However, Master-Sir did make it a point that this was to be more of a slave retreat. Alone with each other to help another learn and discover if this was what she really wanted. All the slaves would be checking in via text and video chat with their Master’s as the Master’s scheduled or demanded. This was not to become a fuckfest party for the Masters! They all laughed at that and they toasted each other to a great weekend to come!
The Pretty Brunnet could not get it out of her head. The thought of three female slaves here in the house, naked and talking about being a slave while the main slave, me, was banned from pussy sex, seemed to drive her need for more hot sex. Later, as Master-Sir and she went upstairs with me in tow, she ordered me to sit next to the bed while she fucked my Owner and was loud and very verbal as they did it. I was to sit there silently while holding two bottles of water and a towel. Waiting for them to finish and for me to be ordered to lick them clean.
For me, this was also a very hot, humiliating thoughts and visuals in my own head that was making me hornier and wanting to be fucked as well. But now I know it will not happen and I am not allowed to beg for it or I will be severely punished. All this means i will be starting to go sex crazy here very soon. Not a good way to start a weekend with another slave I love and adore while also talking about my slave life with a newbie who seems destined to become a slave herself.
As Master-Sir told as He locked me in my bedroom, that we could talk about this in the morning if I wanted or before He left for San Diego after work. As well as this news will be relayed to Master Chase in the morning so that He knows and maybe even find some men at work who could use a few blowjobs this weekend. He said that Master Chase already knew of the no pussy sex rule and was anxious to see my reaction as the month went along.
As you could imagine, I barely slept a second all night as i thought about what this all means. Not only for this weekend but for the month ahead. No pussy sex, only oral and anal. Not to be allowed to touch myself there for pleasure? Humiliation drives me crazy as much as it fuels my desire to serve my Owner more. And He knows this!
That’s why I always say that I am a very well-loved slave….
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