Entertaining House Guests
Doing chores, and the regular day-to-day of being a lifestyle 24/7 slave is amazingly fulfilling to me. I have purpose, I have goals, I fulfill all Master’s desires – and in turn, it fulfills me. But when Master has guests come over, and inevitably I myself am the entertainment…the life of a slave becomes drastically more interesting! This past weekend Master had several friends over from out of town – all BDSM enthusiasts, and all have come into visit – but never have they all come at once. I can honestly say that I was quite the busy little bitchslave.
So what does this video have to do with this experience? Well – the upperfloor.com is kind of like a 24/7 haven for experiences like I had this weekend. And I figured to go along with this post it’d be nice for you to have some kind of visual representation. Watching some of their videos which I’ve graciously been given, is like watching myself – like if there was a camera in our household this weekend…it would’ve looked something like this. Which to be honest – is so amazingly hot to me. And the amazingly cool thing is that you can watch a lot of it live…or watch the live stuff that’s been archived. All in all a very strong website that does a good job of showcasing intense orgies and BDSM. Go check it out right now!
Anyway on to my experience from this weekend…Master picked them up from the airport late on friday night. I was already hogtied in my cage, in Master’s bedroom – he assumed they would want to pack it in early for the night after a long day of travel. I was awoken by Master and one of his friends, and quickly removed from my cage, at which time Master’s one friend that had come into the room with him admired my hogtie. My toes touching the back of my head impressed him greatly, and I imagine turned him on quite a bit. I think Master got the picture, so he said "enjoy" and patted his friend on the back and walked out of the room. Needless to say my throat got a work-out for the next 15 minutes or so as his cock rammed it hard and deep over and over and over again, it actually made my throat quite sore – but seeing as my toes were touching the back of my head, and my arms firmly below my legs behind my back…I did not have much say in the matter – nor did I want it. Master took advantage of my throat in this position many times, so not only was I used to it, I quite enjoy the position and the hardships that come along with it.
The rest of the evening was unevfentful as I was left with a cummy face on the floor in the room – neglected – until the next morning when Master awoke me at 6AM untied me, but surprisngly didn’t use me as his toilet – I can only assume because my face was still full of dry cum from the throat fucking several hours earlier. He untied me and had me go clean myself up, toss on some latex, and get breakfast started. So off I went and put on my latex maid’s uniform and 6" heels…to start with breakfast. About 10 minutes later the house slave came out of one of the guest bedrooms…looking extremely disheveled. Obviously one (or more) of them had made good use of her. She kneeled down low at my feet (as I do rank higher than her in the household) and asked me if she could please go clean herself up before starting her duties. I agreed and off she went. The rest of the morning was pretty boring, as all Master’s friends were pretty hung over from the late night and they had all emptied their loads into us numerous times so they were satisfied. We all hung out, they talked…we served snacks and served as foot rests, Master showcased a few bondage positions on me – which was fun because he always goes a little further to impress other people, so I was stretched and bent and contorted quite severely – even for me.
One very fun part was when they decided it would be fun to watch myself and the house slave get intimate with each other. It was really fun licking and sucking each other while the men watched, and enjoyed the show…Master looking on, very pleased with our performace…proud of training us as well as he had. Eventually it turned them on enough, that we were then ordered to become suck-slaves again, and we spent the next few hours rotating between all of them, our mouths, throats and necks sore from the constant sucking and throat fucking. I had to give these guys credit though, none of them came…we sucked and sucked – they held back to enjoy it…they were in no rush to cum. We sucked them while they ate dinner, and hung out afterwards. By then they were all quite riled up as you can imagine. The cane came out – and still several days later have big long red welts running across my entire body…marks of pride and obedience to my Master. They laced into me harder than they should’ve…I should’ve called my safe word, but I was beyond determined to make Master proud. The beating felt like it lasted forever…I saw the house slave (who does not undergo such beatings) cringing out of the corner of my eye watching the harassment to my body. I literally could not move after the beating, I was so sore…my face was a mess of makeup from gallons of tears flowing freely down my face.
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