Greetings, salutations and all that wonderful stuff! I am hoping that you all had wonderful new years. If this week is any indication of how the rest of the new year is going to go for this slave, 2020 is going to be a wonderful year to be my Owner’s property!
Slave Note: The website issues seem to have been cured and now I can get back to writing about my life, loves and anything else that gets my attention! Apologies to all who have been wondering…. It was a website issue that would not let me get access or to post. Squirrels, nomes, who knows! It’s fixed now!
Las Vegas is always changing. The resort that I work for is one of the largest in the world and like most major tourist & hospitality companies, 2019 was a year of great changes in who traveled, what they did and how much money they spent. My company ended the year with a lot of changes being announced or changes that just happened. Towards the end of the year, my Boss had talked to my Owner about some of the possible changes that were going to come to our department. He mentioned that my role may be changing and if my Owner was ok with Him doing the negotiating and whatever needed to be done to keep me employed!! Master-Sir had no problems and agreed to let them happen as they knew what they were.
Today, I found out exactly what those changes were and they look like it will be for the better. For me, my Owner and my new boss! Like my last job change, the position was kind of a merger with a job in another department and the skills that I had that were used by other departments. Primarily the casino hosts. The people who deal with the high rollers and frequent visitors who gamble large amounts of money. They always would use me when we had big events in town to help keep everyone happy. When big events were in town or the big spenders came, I would move over to that area to work for a week or two.
This morning I was called into the boardroom to discuss the pending job change. My Boss, His Boss and a few other managers I knew of but had no idea what exactly they did, were also in there. As well as a new man. A younger, maybe in His early thirties. A very nice-looking man in a well-tailored suit who, when he spoke, was very well-spoken. Calm, firm and very clear and to the point. This man, who had some hold on me, I kept looking at Him and smiling. He kept looking at me and had a guilty look on His face before He would smile and turn away from my stare.
It’s like we knew each other or something. It bothered me until it all made sense…
When He was fist introduced, He told how He had moved here recently from Mississippi or someplace like that. He had been around the management offices and other places in the last three weeks watching and listening. Nobody said anything about who He was or what He was doing here. He just seemed to wander around without any purpose. Well, now I know He had a purpose.
All the while they all talked business. The changes internally, the market changes and the changes inside for other people. My Boss kept looking at me looking at Him and looking at that new guy. He told me not to worry, it was going to be a good move. That I would have a new job, more focused on what I am good at, less stress and more flexibility.
When they finally made the formal introduction, the lights clicked and I knew I knew Him. A He smiled at me when He stood up, my jaw dropped and I’m pretty sure I turned 90 shades of red. “Mr. William Smith” will be in charge of a new internal guest support office and with it, a few other people I work with are moving over into this new department.
I was the only one called into this meeting because I was being moved to work directly under Mr William Smith starting on Monday. It was my responsibility to get Him up and running quickly as they begin to make the department official and to help get the offices set up. My years in the support of the management, I guess they figure if anyone knows where the bodies are buried, it would be me!
After all the news was told and everyone congratulated everyone, my old Boss told me to stay seated while my new Boss says His hello’s to everyone. After that, we can be alone to talk. I was still speechless as I connected the dots in my head to make certain He was who I think He was. My Boss wanted a proper “turning over of the keys to the office slave” as He smiled at me. He really didn’t know just how true that was going to be.
Once we were alone, my old Boss closed the meeting room door. Smiled and began to talk about how I will be a perfect asset to help Mr Smith get things up and running. How I will be there for Him and all that. I had to stop Him as both Mr Smith and I shared a familiar smile.
My Boss wasn’t really sure what to think. I just smiled and put my hand into His. “Sir, I think Mr. Smith here can know the real truth. That I am a really good office wench.” I really put the emphasis on the word “wench”. Mr Smith smiled as my old Boss wasn’t really sure what to think. But He did agree I was the best one He has ever had and the only one He has ever had!
So I told Him what happened and why He knows I will be a great office wench.
Meeting My New Boss
On New Year’s eve, My Owner took me to a private party with His Boss and Boss’s wife. There, I was used partly as one of the naked maids and servers and partly as a fuck toy for the guests before the big moment happened. For a while, I was in a bedroom, tied down doggie style with another slave girl. The guests were allowed to come in the room as they pleased. Watch us being used or fuck us as they wanted to.
Since I was the fluffy one and she was the cute, skinny one… As well as Master-Sir made sure my pussy was off-limits, most of the men would fuck her, then use me for blowjobs. A few men took advantage and used my ass. But mist just wanted a rough blowjob.
Not knowing who He was, I do remember His voice, His firmness in words and His ability to be rough and crude with me while He used me for His pleasures. In the candlelight of the room and the way He would hold my head, I didn’t get to see His entire face, the mustache, lips and such. But it was that voice with the firm body that I remember. That smile was unmistakable. When He raped my mouth. I remember His deep, slow voice telling me in very rough tones, what He was doing and how He hoped that I was enjoying it (i was). reminding me that it really didn’t matter if I was enjoying it. All that mattered was that He was enjoying it. Actually He was enjoying me. He had whispered how he likes slut slaves with some meat on them…
The part that really got me wet was how He was so firm in His voice, the shortness of His words. He was always to the point and the point was always firm. I can remember how wet He made me when He used me and He talked to me. He loved that I had the best name for a fuck slave, He loved saying those words “Bitch Slave” and He loved pulling on my hair, calling me that name while choking me with His hard cock.
Soon after He had His way with me, my Owner came to get me. Master-Sir took me to another bedroom room and I was told to get cleaned up for Him. I was to be ready for our annual Midnight fuck. That’s when He would use me. So I never got to see the stranger again. Being the last man to use me before my Owner took me away and His voice, I just remember He was the only other man that night that got me excited almost making me have an orgasm! His whole roughness and firmness got me wet and kept me wet!
Now I was face to face with Him.
I sent a text to my Owner about the news and the way I knew my new boss. Master-Sir enjoyed hearing the news. He said not to talk about any of it anymore until after work. Maybe they can meet for drinks and talk. The Boss/Men agreed.
We left the meeting room and went to the new area to see what we will be working with. It’s an older part of the hotel. It’s all been remodeled and has a few desks but that’s it. Most important is the meeting room with a lot of windows! I was looking forward to getting it set up for Him and I knew my new Boss was anxious to see what if my “reputation for efficiency” was accurate! quickly.
Surprisingly, we were able to keep it very professional. I just smiled a lot and I got to say “Yes Sir/ No Sir” out loud a lot. My nipples were rock hard and I was wet as I have ever been in the office. I really wanted to get naked and kneel before these two wonderful men. But I stayed dressed and just obeyed their words… Two men, both of whom are very Dom in their management styles!
I will be so happy now to go to work! My old Boss told Him to always be firm with me but not too firm or verbal to raise any red flags. Another topic to talk about out of the office.
I wish I could tell you more, but I have already said so much and you are probably tired of reading this much boring stuff! (where’s the sex and bondage??)
Please, Just know that I am glad to be back and hope I wasn’t gone too long.
This new year has started out better than I ever could have imagined! I am one happy slave now!!
Well, I hope you had a wonderful New year and now I can look forward to talking with you some more in the new year!