We have a few sweet and memorable traditions with the Holidays. Every year I have been Owned, my Owner has made sure that no matter what, no matter where He is or I am, that at the stroke of Midnight on New Year’s Eve, He is fucking one of my holes. Sometimes it’s been very romantic, a few times very erotic and some years, He has made me suffer dearly for His pleasures.
This year, my Owner brought the New Year in with a Bang that I will never, ever forget!
We had spent the afternoon and evening with Master Jerry and His slave Haley. At their house, the men did some repair work, the slaves did housework. At our place, the slaves cooked our Owners a wonderful dinner then sat at their feet while they watched some silly holiday movie I hate, so I could focus on my Master-Sir’s feet and loving Him instead.
At 11 pm, Master Jerry smiled at my Owner and said to go have a great time and that they will lock the house up on their way out. I was taken back a bit, more of a surprise as my Owner smiled and ordered me to get up and get out to the car. As I got up from the floor, for whatever reason, I made a rookie slave mistake and asked where we were going? His hand across my face as a correction was just as fast and automatic.
When I realized what I had done, I quickly apologized, got on the floor and kissed His feet asking to be forgiven. I was and just as quick, I was up and heading for the garage, not even thinking of asking again in the proper way or that I may need a jacket. Master-Sir reminded me to get a jacket because its cold outside and I am naked!
Along the drive, we talked. He had said that a few weeks ago I had mentioned that I had never really seen the Las Vegas New Years fireworks. We are usually in the bedroom when it happens and we see them from the windows of the house or on TV, but never had witnessed them up close and live before. This year. He was making sure to correct that error!
We drove close to the Strip, turning down into an office park near my Resort. Parking in front of a six-story office building I have seen many times on my way to work, but never paid any attention to. We got out, I did have on my slippers and a jacket, but it wasn’t closed and I was still naked as Master-Sir ordered me to get the bag out of the trunk. A bag? There’s a duffle bag in the car I did not know about? Master-Sir had a duffle bag that looked like it was filled full and tough to zip closed. He walked me to the door as I carried the mystery bag. I was cold, nervous and curious as to the strange place and time and contents of the bag. What did my sadistic, loving Owner have in mind for His loving slave tonight?
The place was dark but a few lights in some of the offices and hallways. A security guard came to the door and I recognized Him as Parker, a man who likes to fuck my mouth every time we are at the Red Rooster swing club. He has a cock that is very thick and not too long but does a good job of joking me. Something Parker and my Owner love to see me do. We said hello to each other as He let us in the building. Keeping the lights off except for a small lamp at the guard desk, we walked down the hall. Master-Sir and Mister Parker talked. Like they were catching up on life.
At the guard desk, I was told to hang my jacket up on a hook. Leaving me naked and still a little cold. My nipples were now stiff, tall and Parker loved them. We went to the elevators and went to the top floor. Mister Parker had a ring of keys he was sorting thru as we approached an office. Master Sir asked about a man named Charlie.
Mister Parker said that Charlie was already here and He was up on the roof where they were going to watch the fireworks from. My Owner asked if we would be seeing them afterward and He said: “of course”. I had no idea who Charlie was, but apparently, the way they were talking, He was a recent homeless friend of Mister Parker who now lives in a dorm in a shelter. They normally have a curfew but for new years, they were allowed to stay out late. Master-Sir seemed anxious to see Charlie.
Mister Parker opened a door and turned on the lights to an office. The office looked like a recently vacated executive office with only a big hardwood desk and chair in the middle of the room facing a large picture window that had an amazing view of the Strip. I could see the top of my Resort from here as well as most of the other resorts. This was a great place to view the fireworks from and I thanked my owner with a big kiss.
As they stood at the window and gazed at the view, I was ordered to open the bag and take out its contents. It had a big fuzzy blanket on it I was told to put across the desk, a bag of condoms, a couple of candles and some wet wipes. Master-Sir had something big planned. The men returned to the side of the desk where I was told to “get my fat slave ass on it” Master-Sir is not one to use that word with me, but tonight was not a night for me to question His motives, but enjoy the adventure.
I was sitting on the top of this big, wooden, executive desk that I think could hold a party on and have room to spare! Master-Sir had me face Him with my back to the window. Lights still on. My legs were up and my feet on the desktop. Master-Sir ordered me to keep my legs spread and to lay back. The men moved closer. I was told to open my pussy.
He and Mister Parker were now facing my open pussy and still talking about the weather or something else. I was not really listening and they really didn’t seem interested. But my Owner then asked Mister Parker what He thought of my “Big sloppy pussy” He liked it. He always liked to see my pussy open when we were at the club but was always too anxious to get a blowjob from the only woman around who could choke on His cock and still make Him come. He liked that. The two men laughed
Master-Sir started to get graphically and verbally humiliating me as He describes how wonderful it is to have a slave to use and abuse as you wish! Yes, I am the slave and I will choke on His cock as I suck it because I am not allowed to say no to any cock that uses me. They were enjoying talking about that fact. Master-Sir was sure a few times a the club I was going to pass out because I was not getting any air as Mister Parker was brutely fucking me. Mister Parker was worried he would stop the scene and my Owner assured Him that as long as the slut slave had a pulse, He could continue to fuck her mouth because “breathing is optional, swallowing your cum is mandatory. She is there to be used, not fucking pampered!” Master-Sir knows what abuse I can take and when to stop a scene. He always comments: You can choke a slave with a cock until you cum and get away with it, but try that on a real woman and you are called some really bad names!”
Master-Sir stuck His fingers in my pussy and asked if he would like to fuck “it”? Mister Parker could not get His pants down fast enough as Master-Sir handed Him a condom while asking where the soda machine was? As I heard the door close, I saw Mister Parker over me and felt His cock going into my pussy. I smiled and thanked Him as I held my legs a little wider apart. It felt so good and so fat. I had often wondered what it would feel like to have Him fucking my pussy instead of my mouth and now I know! I want both!!
While He was hammering away at my pussy and I was loving every hard push of it., he made the comment that it was too sad that it wouldn’t fit into my ass, He would really like someday to have permission to fuck my fat ass, but I would never be able to take it. I smiled, gave him a sweet little kiss as I held on to Him, telling Him His cock, my ass? no problem if He gets permission first. This just made Him even more excited and started to fuck me with more energy.
I started to feel Him bottle up and tense up as He started to fill the condom. I heard the door open and Master-Sir was there with a cold drink. Mister Parker isn’t shy, He loves showing off to the women at the club His cock after He gets it serviced. Here, He just smiled at my Owner and thanked Him as He pulled out. I had to wait a minute or two to get my bearings after such a great fuck. But I knew I needed to get on the floor, kiss His feet and remove the condom. I also now knew why Master-Sir packed the wet wipes as I cleaned Mister Parker off before giving His cock a good night kiss.
It was getting close to the top of the hour and Mister Parker wished us great New years, turned off the lights as He closed the door and left. Master-Sir kissed me then ordered me to lean against the desk and kicked my legs apart. Pushing me down and flat against the top. I could feel His hard cock against my ass as he told me to look forward and enjoy the show. My neck was strained as I tried to look up as He grabbed my hair and pulled it back, holding it with one hand that forced me to look forward as I felt some cold lube on my asshole and feel His rustling around. “Hands on the desktop and don’t move them” was the command as I felt His cock push into my ass and the noise from the crowds down on the Las Vegas Strip grew louder.
Yes, I was being used as a sex toy by my Owner. Making good on a bucket list check. The slave was about to ring in the new years while in a painful position with her Owner fucking her ass while we both watched the fireworks explode. I can’t all explain the emotions I was feeling. Master-Sir was pulling my hair to extreme lengths that pulled my head back while He was thrusting His cock into my ass without stopping or caring. My eyes were staring at the bright lights from the fireworks, the noise of the crowds sounded like they were cheering us on and the dark, emptiness of the room made it so surreal.
Then suddenly Master-Sir yanked my hair back with enough force to pull me off the desk, onto my knees as He held His wet, dirty cock in His free hand, shoving His fingers first into my mouth to clean off then followed immediately by His hard cock. As I realized what was happening, I felt His cum fill my mouth as I took a breath of air. I heard the last of the fireworks go off, my Owner told me “Dam Bitch, this is the way to see the fireworks!!” Yes, i have to agree, this was indeed the best way to see the fireworks. A cock in your ass as they begin and then when its wet and dirty, having it shoved into your mouth for the grand finale!
When Master-Sir had finished using my mouth, He took the desk chair and rolled it towards the window and sat down. Ordering me to his feet to rest. I thanked Him, I needed to rest and get my mind back!
There was no cuddling, no loving after the fuck. Just a Master sitting, relaxing on His chair looking out on Las Vegas with His well-fucked slave humbly at His feet. There only to serve His needs. He did give me a kiss, welcomed to the new year and ordered me to get Him dressed. After He was now properly dressed and ready, I started to clean up the stuff on the desk. He quickly ordered me to stop. Telling me I wasn’t finished getting fucked yet. What?? I had just been fucked in all three holes? What else is left? or Who? Then I remembered Charlie.
He turned the lights back on and took my hand as we walked slowly to the elevator. I was a little cramped in the legs from kneeling and fucking. In the elevator, He told me that I was to treat Charlie as a proper man, who just happens to be momentarily down on His luck. I was to invite Him back up to the office and ask Him to fuck me. If He says no, that’s ok, clean up and come back. If He says Yes, do it. no questions.
We went down the dark hallway to the guard desk. There Mister Parker and Charlie were sitting, talking and watching a replay of the fireworks on His phone. I was finally introduced to Charlie. A middle-aged man who looked like he was down on His luck, yet had a little glimmer in His eyes of hopefulness. His clothing was worn, a little dirty, but he had a smile like he didn’t care, or maybe couldn’t care. He was still alive and living. I guess that’s all that matters.
Charlie sure was a gentleman, he said Hello then offered His chair to me to sit down. Master-Sir said no, we have other things to do. Charlie wasn’t sure what to do or where to put His eyes as he looked at me, naked, not exactly pretty and with cold, hard nipples. What do you say when you see that?
Master-Sir asked Charlie if he could take me back up to the office and help clean up? Charlie smiled and said he would. Charlie smiled at me then turned away as we walked. I told Him it was ok, I like being naked and I wanted Him to like me being naked too. But if my body turned Him off, I would cover it up. He smiled, almost laughing. He looked back at me and thanked me for telling him. He liked looking at my body. In the elevator, He asked if He could touch me. My nerves were on the edge, I knew what i was told to do and I knew I had to do it. So I told Him that I wanted Him to fuck me. If He wanted to? If not, I would understand.
As He touched my breasts, He apologized. Saying He’s not exactly the person a girl like me should be asking such a question. He told me His story of recently being homeless, not well dressed and lives in a dorm with 20 other men who have years of living on the streets in them and that scares Him. It’s not exactly clean living conditions and to have a naked “pretty” lady like myself, getting close to Him while asking for sex, He just feels out of place… But He likes the offer and all, just not sure about me. Charlie had told Him to expect a naked woman to be walking down the hall and to not make a big scene about it. He didn’t believe Him, but here I was and now?? Was this some kind of a dream or what?
This all put me back in high school. worried about being turned down because of my looks. Here is a man not sure if HIS looks would make me want to offer Him sex. So I looked at Him in the eyes and felt His crotch. He was rock hard. Now I was sure I wanted to get fucked by this stranger. Everything that happened tonight, just fed into my need for more. I wanted more than ever to please this man, fuck Him and make Him happy doing it. I wanted as well as to serve my Owner’s kinky desires, knowing this was His idea and His command for me to do.
All the ideas and tips from the working ladies who hang out at my resort came to my mind as I walked Him to the office, imaging myself a hooker. Kneeling before Him as I took off His clothes, got Him clean and proper. His erection was never ending as I slipped on the condom and asked how He wanted me? As I knelt there before this man, I could feel my juices running down my leg. I was so turned on right now!!
Charlie just stumbled and smiled. I sat back on the desk as I was told to for Mister Parker, lit the candles again, held open my Pussy and quickly felt His cock find its way in.
It’s amazing where your mind will go when it’s on sexual and slave overload. On the path determined by your Master. If there had ever been a time I truly felt like a lowly sex slave, an object used only for my Owners sexual perversions to please others, without any regard to my needs, wants or desires, this was it!! And I suddenly started to feel proud of my new found slut slave status. A full day of naked slavery for my Owner, followed by two hours of being nothing but a naked object in a strange building, to be there for anyone’s sexual use or abuse. I was ready to fuck the furniture if told to!!
I was there to be used as they commanded with no regards to my wants or desires. No privacy, windows open to the world! All they cared about was getting their rocks off in one of my holes? Yes, I was that hole and my Master made sure that they enjoyed using it. Nothing more. Just fuck it and leave!
Charlie’s grunts brought me back to reality as He started to slow down and I could feel the fullness of His condom. I tried to wrap my legs around Him, but He was finished before I could succeed. I held Him until He was done and soft. Asking Him kindly to let me take it off and clean Him back up. Then get Him dressed and a quick thank you kiss for using me. He asked that awful question, if I enjoyed it <wink, wink> I assured Him, I was more concerned for Him maybe not enjoying a fluffy girl with a big sloppy pussy, He deserved better. He was pleased to have been the one to fuck me first in the new year and if ever had another chance, He would certainly like to enjoy me again!
Master-Sir walked me out to the car after we said our goodbyes. I really didn’t care who saw me naked now as i walked outside. It was actually a little warmer than I remembered and we stood there by the car to enjoy the city lights. Master-Sir chuckled at my bravery as I told Him my feelings from the night. He gave me one giant, wet kiss and wished me a Very Happy New Years!!
On the ride home, He told me how he set it all up, He explained who Charlie was and His connection to Mister Parker and all that. But I wasn’t really listening. I was just feeling all warm, happy and horny. Thinking that if THIS was a dream, I never ever wanted to wake up!!
What I wanted most was to know we were home and to hear my owner tell me that I will be allowed to sleep with Him tonight. To spend the rest of the evening or morning, with my Owner’s arms wrapped around me. Thankfully He granted me that wish.
If this is how the year begins, to be seen and used as a piece of Owned property, I can’t wait to see how the rest of it plays out!
Thank You ALL
and I hope you had a happy, healthy New Year. Please, let’s make 2018 the best we ever had. Ok??