Some may say they saw this coming. Others will say what do you expect when one man has two women He has to keep happy? From my friends in the poly families, they agreed its not always wine and roses. Sooner or later there will be issues and strains in the relationships that will either make them stronger or tear them apart. Today I am allowed to say that is true. Being owned by a man who has other women in His life, it’s not all wine and roses.
The other night, Miss Evvy was home here and Master-Sir called to tell her that He would be going out after work to celebrate a co-workers promotion. He would be home when he is done. She had no problems with that and fixed herself a nice meal and shared it with me. We watched a little TV, enjoyed some conversations and went to bed. She locked me in my bedroom before turning in herself.
Somewhere about midnight, i was awoken by my bedroom door being opened and Master-Sir telling me to wake up. He smelled of smoke, had red eyes and breath of booze. Not a big a deal since I knew where He was. He told me to grab a condom, His co-worker Jerry is downstairs on the floor passed out. I was given an order to wake him up, fuck Him and then get back to bed. If He asks, tell Him the fuck is a present. Congratulate Him on the promotion then fuck Him.
As i was looking for a condom, I heard the Master bedroom door open and Miss Evvy was standing at the entrance. I kissed Master-Sir and went about my assigned business. I don’t remember what she said to Him, but I know she was not happy with Him. I never looked back as I had my own duties to attend to.
Jerry was a tall man, maybe that’s why he was on the floor and not the couch. But I also wondered why not the spare bedroom, but i didn’t care, i was told to fuck Him and so nothing more for me to know or worry about. He was awake, staring at the ceiling when he noticed me and smiled at me. being fluffy and naked in front of a new man always sends butterflies racing in my stomach. Never sure what they will say or do, but Jerry just smiled and asked me if i knew I was naked? I also heard the Master bedroom door slam shut upstairs.
I told Him yes, I knew I was naked and that I was there as a present for Him. I was there to have sex with Him if that was ok? As I knelt beside Him and pulled back the blanket He was wrapped in. he asked me what I meant and I had to refrain from calling my Owner my Master-sir, and call Him by His real name. telling Jerry that I was His gift for His promotion. Is that ok? I swallowed my fears as I reached down to find Him already hard and ready.
Jerry groggily stated that he would if He could, but He thought He was too drunk to get up and do anything. I told Him not to worry, it would be my pleasure to do the “work” as I moved over him. Afterall. I am a trained pleasure slave and no Man should have to move around to have sex. I will do it for Him!
I can not remember the last time I was allowed to feel a man’s cock in me and be the one to control the rhythm and speed. I’m not getting my Owner’s cock there, so i wanted to take advantage of this all I could. Unfortunately, with the long dry spell and being able to ride a cock my way, I accidentally orgasmed before he came and was loud in doing so. He smiled and thanked me as i continued to shake. I was humiliated and nervous but continued until I felt Him stop moving and the facial expressions told me he was about to cum as well.
When Jerry finally filled my condom and started to go and soft again, I pulled off the condom, thanked Him with a kiss on His cheek and covered Him back up. I went to my bathroom to freshen up then get myself back to my bed quickly and quietly. That’s when I discovered Master-Sir was in my bed. As I picked up and folded His clothes, I asked permission to sleep with Him. He told me “Of course slave”.
But first, he needed to use the bathroom. He told me Miss Evvy denied Him into the Master bedroom because of His drunken stooper and had no intention of using the downstairs bathroom. So I was His pee bucket. I told Him it was my pleasure as I knelt beside the bed and took His cock in my mouth. Knowing the taste was going to be horrible, I did my best to prepare for the sting and stench. After He finished using me, I asked permission to use my bathroom. I needed some serious mouthwash and tooth brushing. He approved.
When i returned, He pulled me into the bed and we spooned. He told me they were having problems. I sort of knew things were not all pleasant the last week or so but that Him coming home drunk and with a friend unannounced, she was going to be pretty livid. That’s when he told me “This is My House, Our House, not hers.” He kissed my neck, squeezed my boobs, said goodnight and fell off to sleep. I smiled, loved Him back and drifted off to sleep with my Owner’s arms wrapped around me in love and happiness.
The morning after is a complete post all by itself. But I can say that we had a long talk. Apparently, the photos of Him and I being put away by Miss Evvy also hurt His feelings as well. From there, things I guess just got heated to cold depending on the point of view. They really were not talking as much TO each other as they were talking AT each other. I now know what it feels like to be a child and a parent and His lady friend argue in front of you. Him being drunk and wanting sex while He sent me off to have sex with His co-worker just was the final straw that made her lock the bedroom door on Him.
When I took Miss Evvy to the airport, she said everything was fine, just hitting a rough patch. Don’t all relationships do that? She asked me. She was right. They have had a storybook love story that seemed to be all good and no bad. SO maybe it was time to test the relationship and their commitments. She told me I was free to say what I wanted in my blog, get it out and ask anything I felt needed to be answered. She would not have an issue with it. I love her for her beauty both inside as is inside.
I love them both, but I am owned and will always belong to one, not the other. They will work it out and let me know what happens. Seriously feeling like that child whose parents are arguing and maybe on the verge of a split. Being that only child caught in the middle and not sure what to say, feel or do. Thankfully my parents never did this and are still happily married. So this is new for all of us.
Master-Sir and Miss Evvy talk often every day and I am sure this will work itself out. As for me, for those who noticed, i messed up twice and was soundly and properly punished. Once for having a wonderful and wet orgasm before the man using me had His and again for not immediately telling my Owner that I did. Actually, I forgot about it until Jerry mentioned it the following morning over breakfast!
What do you think?