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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 And the amazingly cool thing is that you can watch a lot of it live…or watch the live stuff that’s been archived.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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BDSM Rope Loving Slaves

I’ve come to realize that it has been awhile since Master has gotten his supply of rope and bound me in nearly impossible positions of submission. Recently all of our play sessions have been about physical pain and humiliation and I thought I’d never say this but I do miss the trance like state that I would go into when bound over long periods of time. Although rope bondage is not necessarily immediately painful, it is more of a building pain which increases the longer you are forced to stay in any given position, it takes a lot of trained tolerance to be able to endure hours of  being unable to move an inch. Every time you move the ropes get tighter and you soon learn that resistance is futile. It was in my reminiscing about being forcibly tied up in ropes that I found this beautiful BDSM rope bondage gallery on RopeSlaves.com. I’m sharing it with you guys in hopes that you understand and appreciate not only the training that a slave like me needs to be able to be restrained like this for long periods of time and the flexibility it takes but also to appreciate the utter beauty of this kinky type of art. Because it really is an art form you know! I hope Master will read this post and maybe surprise me with some mult- colored rope!! Ahhh I might have just gone too far in saying that and I’m sure I’ll get punished for this one ;) Enjoy!

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A New Meaning to Being a Pain Slut in BDSM

I found this hardcore Lezdom BDSM session between Mistress Irony and her newest pet, Katrina to be slightly amusing so I just wanted to share it with you guys. It’s pretty obvious from Katrina’s behavior that she has not gone through a lot of training yet. If she had then she would have learned to keep her mouth shut while her Mistress is beating her and to not act like such a dirty little whore. It’s so rare that we see untrained slaves on the net these days. Katrina moans as Mistress Irony flogs her but she does not moan out of pain like most people would do in such a situation, no she moans out of pleasure. No matter how hard her Mistress flogs or crops her, the pain slut just keeps on moaning. Now I have seen a lot of pain sluts on Wasteland.com and around the net, hell I am one myself. But i have yet to see one who derives only pleasure from such a hard beating. I can imagine how frustrating it is for the Mistress or Master who is trying to bring their slave to sub space only to receive slutty moans of pleasure instead. And this is why Mistress Irony takes her slave off of the X in order to properly beat her ass until it is bright red and welted. You know she’s serious when she breaks out her paddle! After a good first few hit from the leather paddle, Katrina’s moans start to fade and become replaced by true yelps of pain. And so begins her real BDSM training.

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A Full Week of Slave Training

Training of O is one of my favorite websites…I’ve written about them a few times, and happened to cross paths with this tremendous site once again. I noticed that Princess Donna who has been a domme for god knows how long and has been an object of my admiration for as long as I’ve been browsing the internet. Master knows I am fully bi-sexual and understands that I crave to worship women as much as I do men – and as I’ve stated in the past, true love is understanding one’s needs. Master often invites his female dom friends over to use and abuse me, and as you may also know from previous posts I have an undying foot and shoe fetish.

Back to the point, I’ve always wanted to worship Donna, so this particular series of videos really shocked me into a whole slew of new fantasies as for the first time I see Donna as a slave! Upon searching further now, I have found a few more videos of her as a sub, but her in 4 days of training on the Training of O is simply staggering.

The thing that really gets me about these people is that they really all work together – they have their offices and whatever that they do…so to think that for 4 days they could do these amazingly beautiful things to Donna, and then when it’s done to be able to sit next to each other in the office. It reminds me of the days that many of you have become familiar with. The days of basically being a whore at school with my friend. Forcing ourselves into the life of common prostitutes, sucking cock in the bathrooms at lunch, and then sitting next to those very same boys in class.

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Preggo Instinct!

Being a woman, I can’t help but feel the maternal need pop up once in a while. The need to have a little one grow inside me, completely dependant on me. I’ve dedicated my life to BDSM and being a full-time slave. A slave to a wonderful Master who uses me to my fullest. I get love, lots of love…I get pain, plenty…oh plenty of pain. I appreciate it, I appreciate everything I get!

The lifestyle I live is different than most. And while I wouldn’t change it for the world, and I have no regrets…it isn’t a lifestyle that could ever accomodate having a child. My arms are tied in a reverse prayer position for days at a time. I am constantly beaten and abused, I sleep in a cage I barely fit in, I haven’t walked bare-foot in over a year, I am permanently locked into 6 inch high heels, my mouth and throat is usually filled with a massive penis gag, Master’s urine very rarely goes down the toilet, but instead I happily and lovingly drink every drop…anyway, you get the point. My life isn’t condusive to having a baby.

Today though, I felt that rare maternal instinct…that instinct to have something grow within me, for me to take care of and love. I would of course never bring a child into my life, unless I decided to lead a “normal” lifestyle. Some may think me crazy for my lifestyle, for what I love, and whom I love – but I’m not a looney…I would never even dream to EVER think of bringing a child into this household. It would be wrong. And while there may be some that disagree with me, I think your wrong. BDSM and children DO NOT MIX.

Today I found myself in my cage in the morning as usual, the three padlocks keeping me in my home within a home securely. I found myself half-asleep half dreaming of what it would be like to be a mother. When Master woke up and let me out, and even as he lovingly turned me around as he usually does in the morning, removing the butt-plug and replacing it with his thick cock to have his morning fuck, I dreamed slightly of what it would be like to be a mother. Even as he released his morning piss into my mouth, and even as I did my morning chores, waking up the house slave to start on her chores, and to let the puppy-slave out into the backyard to pee, I thought….what would it be like to be a mother?

My first free moment, I jumped on the computer and started looking for images to satisfy this strange desire…I’ll show you a few of my favorites, and how absolutely beautiful they look. These women are so naturally gorgeous, their big bellies swollen with gorgeous little life. A naked pregnant woman is something to behold…I find it so erotic, and I found my legs hanging off each arm of my chair, one finger rubbing my clit, the other furiously going through the photos.

I just find these women so amazingly erotic. I found an amazing site called Preggolicious.com and the images and video that I watched were just so completely stunning. And I think it actually had the opposite effect, it kind of made me want to get pregnant even more! I suppose everyone has things they want but can never have. Every choice we make ultimately creates our path thereby eliminating possibilities of other things.

I still believe I made the right choice. I don’t think I could live a normal lifestyle. Master had a friend over, and I was pulled out of masturbation session to go serve them lunch and then sit on his friends cock while they spoke, which was nice because I got to have a cock in my pussy, as my ass is reserved for Master alone, he’s not really into BDSM but has been a good friend of Master‘s since they were kids, so he rubbed my breasts softly, and it just made me think more of how it’d be like to be in a normal lifestyle, making love gently and softly, my breasts caressed…Master left the room and his friend took the oppurtunity to cum, which unfortunately was into a condom so I didn’t get to feel the spurt into my cunt, but it was nice to feel it pulsate in my pussy anyway!

Anyway, enough blabbing hehe – I seriously recommend this site, as it has so much stuff to look at and do! And of course, if your more into BDSM, Master’s site is always the best choice!