So my Owner gets a new boss at work who asks our help in helping her and her hubby move from out of state to here. She/they need help getting the new house ready and help in unloading the truck and setting everything up. Plus she would just love to have some people who could help get her not yet employed hubby acclimated to the area. to show him around
Master-Sir, of course, says “Sure, my wife (slave) will be glad to help in whatever you need”.
To make sense of all this, I will speed up the time line!
During the course of my initial meeting with her, she starts to add it up. Some of the words my Owner has said when talking about me and our “marriage”. The way He texts me and they way He is will other women around the office and at meetings, she starts to figure out that her number one office boy is really a full-fledged Owner of a very obedient and fluffy slave.
She had just finished the 50 shades series is now hot to trot to find out more and to see if any of this could apply to her loving hubby and their too stressed marriage?
When confronted with the news, my Owner, of course, agrees to help them discover their new roles. That means that now, this obedient slave gets the task of training the new male slave in His duties while my Owner gives His owner/wife some tips on how to be more demanding of a Mistress. How does He do this? using me as the practice slave.
The problem with all this is that I have never been comfortable around male slaves. I have always hated wimpy guys, they turn me off. As a slave, it’s even worse because I want to obey THEM, watch over them and follow them. Not wanting to train them to grovel at the feet of the Owners or to wash dishes while wearing a frilly tutu.
When we are all together (something happening more frequent lately) the husband/slave and I are nude (except his frilly tutu thing). My Owner and his wife/Mistress are dressed and in charge. We are working together to get the new house set up and clean. I am showing him how to run a household to the commands of his Mistress and trying to get him to understand his life goal is to keep the Mistress happy. If he fails, we are both punished together.
With all this, she has 1000 questions she is asking between my Owner and me. Her slave is soaking it all up and not saying too much. She has truly found her dominant side while he is enjoying discovering his submissive/cuckold side and she also has found she loves to deliver pain, humiliation as well as some long term punishment. All with the help of my Owner of course!
When not dressed in his required pink tutu, he is happy as a lark in a very short black double ruffle micro mini skirt with his cock tied down. To me, that is not a pretty sight for a tall, well-muscled man who works out pretty regularly and has a cock I would be proud to suck. He should be in a Brooks Brothers suit with me naked at his side. Or at least be a well-heeled butler!
She will not allow him to get an erection and if he does so without permission, he must relieve himself in front of her and her company (my Owner) If I am there, that is my job to take care of his erection. Ok, I like this part because He can fuck me if He wants to!
Last weekend was the worst for me. Not only were we punished constantly and having strangers come and go with both of us naked (him in a tutu I don’t consider dressed). The entire weekend was unusually humbling and humiliating enough. But when I saw him lick my Owners cock and suck it clean after having sex with his wife/Mistress, I suddenly got seriously ill, started to have a serious meltdown and started to cry uncontrollably
This, of course, upset my Owner and kind of stopped the evening cold. When I was able to get control of my emotions for a minute, i was so apologetic as I could be, but just could not stop myself from crying. Master-Sir took me home and lay with me in His bed as I shook terribly, cried while trying to explain why. I just could not find the words to what was happening, what was the cause and how to stop it all.
His slave was having an emotional breakdown.
Have I reached my limits, my breaking point? Have I lost the love of my Owner? Am I burned out? What happened today?
What do I say when I have to face these people again? How do I make it look like my Owner is not at fault?
I am a reflection of my Owner. I embarrassed Him and made a fool of my slave abilities.