A hard worker WITH TWO master

I am a hard worker with two superior. One man and one canine. It did n't start this way. I started with just a man headmaster.
My Master is quite a bit older than I am. He is also bright and stronger than I am, in all manner. He was n't easy to find. I am very reasoning and solid willed and I desperately needed a Master like the one I eventually found.
However, he found me also. He needed a slave who was intelligent and hard willed. One who was not, nor could not be, a doormat. My Master needed a slave who was physically strong enough to handle the things he required of her. He also needed a hard worker who could carry on in an well-informed conversation, amuse him with wit and a secure common sense of humor, yet one who submitted to him because right down to her core she was a hard worker. That is who and what I am. It is who and what I was born to be.
Unfortunately, I was born in the United Department of State and here, women are taught that they are adequate to men. All womanhood are peer to all men. To be subservient to a man is something a woman must keep secret. We are instruct that to desire that, there must be something legal injury with us. So I grew up, got married, had a mob and the whole metre wished my husband was open of controlling me, being my Master. He is not.
Men in the United States are taught the Lapp as the cleaning woman. For a man to act dominant, as rife as a true schoolmaster, is seen as a bad thing and just like submissiveness in cleaning lady, must be kept secret and is seen as a psychological flaw.
When I finally came to my good sense and began searching for a Master, I met many men online who said they were Masters, but ultimately, they were not. They were either just bossy, or lonely, or sadists. The few that were truly Masters, did n't seem to fit me.
Then finally, one contacted me and I knew in an moment he was the one on-key master copy I was born to serve. Unfortunately he lived far away in another country.
Now, finally, after two years of chatting in text and television ; after longing for and dreaming of him, I was finally truly his. I wore his apprehension with pridefulness and there was naught I would not do for my Master. Which is what has lead me to having another passe-partout who is a dog.
This of course is something else I was taught was haywire. For some it is. However it pleases my man schoolmaster, therefore it pleases me. Pleasing my original is what brings me ultimate pleasure and joy. If I am not doing something to please him, I am not being true to myself and therefore I am low.
Shortly after I finally became my overlord 's slave, he took me to come up a shit George William Russell Terrier puppy. He wanted me with him because it was important the dog would like me and desire me as his bitch. Master looked at several male person puppies and chose the one that seemed like the leader of all the others. I was told to sit on the ground, leg spread, so i simply looked like a woman prepared to play with puppy. captain had another reason for this billet which was evident to me but not the possessor of the dogs. The most dominant puppy walked right over to me and stuck his scent right against my pussy. While normally I would not advertize him away, I had to this time so as not to seem odd to the owner. The puppy would not take the hint. He did not respect me. However when my lord came over and told him"no ”. The pup stopped immediately. passe-partout bought him right away.
Over the next several month my Master trained the pup. I however was not allowed to do anything that might seduce me look dominant to the dog. Master named him Buster after a dog I had had geezerhood before.
I spent as a lot prison term as possible on my hands and genu nude. If broncobuster wanted to sniff my ass or slit I was not allowed to push him away. In fact I was to put my head to the floor and raise my ass in the usual slavish bitch intro position.
Naturally, when I cleaned Master 's household, did his laundry or cooked his meals, I had to be standing. However if buster came and put his foreland between my legs I was to overlook into the subservient position asap unless I was cooking and could not without ruining the meal.
Also to instruct Buster he had say-so over me, meals were served in the following way, 1st my human superior, then my canine Master, then me when they were done feeding. My Master said it would not always be like this, that once Buster made me his bitch physically, I could eat at the same clip as them.
When dude hit his pubescence, Master had me set about to sleep in a large crate with him. For the initiatory several days I was allowed to cut my household job and cooking so that I remained on all fours. Master watched Buster closely for star sign that he was getting prepare to mount me.
first gear Master had me ghost dude's cock so it would come out of its case. After a few mean solar day this happened as soon as bronco buster saw me. He would run over and sniff my ass. Then stand and wait for me to fondle him.
A hebdomad later Master made me get Buster hard then, while holding his ternary, schoolmaster had me lick Buster's cock. This is not something I would ever have done if it was n't something my skipper desired, none of what I was doing with Buster was. However it did take in me very wet and sex. My hullabaloo fed from theirs.
victor made me nurse baby buster's turncock until he came. I swallowed most of it. It was a lot. What I did n't swallow Master made me rub onto my cunt and bag. Then he had me lay on my back, knees up and spreading.
Buster ran right over and began licking my snatch and udders. He licked my teat till they felt raw and did the same to my clit and cunt. He stuck his tongue far into my bitch. It did n't take farsighted before I started begging my Master to let me cum. He made me wait and time lag. Finally he said I could cum. I came so much, I squirted all over Buster's fount which made him lick me more ! At this tip I could n't even talk, let alone ask original for permission to cum. Finally, after cumming five more sentence and thinking I might faint, Master pulled fellow off of me.
That night, my Master let me log Z's in his bed with him but he did n't bed me. Master said tomorrow was going to be a big day and exhausting for me. He said I needed to catch one's breath.
The next morning, when I woke, captain was already gone. He had left some yield, lolly and milk on the dresser for me to eat and a greenback beside it.
The note said I was locked in the way and he would descend for me later when everything for my big day was prepared. I was to eat and then in an 60 minutes or so tub and make sure I was completely pick inside and out. I knew this meant I had to induce an enema. I hated giving myself enema, but of course I was used to it because I did it for my passe-partout. The note also said that at quartern to five pm I was to put a hack in my ass with a long rear attached to it, my leg shackles, carpus trammel, a swath with rings attached to it, my apprehension ( which was only off while i bathed ) my leash and a blindfold. All were left on a chair waiting for me. Then I was to kneel by the threshold and waiting. No matter how a good deal I might hear baby buster whine and incision at the threshold, was I to let him in or speak to him.
I did everything as control and was waiting at the doorway when I finally heard it open. I felt my threesome lifted and get word passkey say,"Come !"
I followed behind him as any dependable bitch would do.
"base,"said my victor and of course of study I did.
I heard a door open and master copy carefully led me down the stairs to what I knew must be his dungeon. As we got closer to the hindquarters, I heard the voices of former men. I could n't tell how many.
"Down,"said Master as we reached the base.
So down I went and was led to what I know now was a terrace. Master pulled on my leash and had me lay over it. My ass was at the edge, my bitch just below. He raised my quarter and attached it to the belt. He attached my articulatio talocruralis to the pegleg to eye rings in the floor, keeping them spreadhead panoptic. Then my articulatio radiocarpea to the peg of the bench.
It was a low bench and by now I knew what was going to find. My neck was placed against a, variety of brace and my shoe collar attached to it. My hair's-breadth, which I had done in a foresightful braiding was tied to a hook above me. In this way my head was held up and in place. Master placed a wide ring gag in my mouth and buckled it around my question. The belt around my waistline was fastened to the bench. I could n't move at all.
Now what I expected next was that Buster would be brought in and led first to my mouth, then fuck it it he was very excited. I then expected Master to bring him around back and let him finally fuck and knot my slit. However that is not what happened.
passe-partout removed my blindfold. After a few mo for my eyes to aline, I saw a large computer reminder in forepart of me and on it was ... me ! I could see there were three men besides my Master standing and chatting behind me as well as a camera on a tripod recording all the action.
"Gentleman, before the chief event, please enjoy and cook use of my hard worker. tone free to use whatever implements you would like,"my Master said to my stupor and dismay.
The starting time man to come to me knelt in battlefront of my face and began fucking my mouth. He shoved his cock all the way down my throat. Of course I didn't gag, overlord had trained me well, not to.
While that man did that, another began whipping me across my backrest, ass and second joint. He was n't gentle, either. I felt like my skin was on flak. When he stopped, he got behind me and fucked my bitch.
The man in my back talk came down my pharynx and, as cultivate, I swallowed it all. Another man took his place.
The man in my twat pulled out and came all over my cunt. After the secondly man came down my throat, my Master fucked my rima oris but rather than cum in my throat he shot his cum all over my rear and pussy.
I could see what a mountain I was on the screenland. Then I heard Buster's hand walk towards me. Master brought him straight to my fount. First Buster licked the cum from my font then he raised up on his hind legs, put his front paw on either side of me on the bench, and began fucking my mouth.
Master let this continue for a while, then pulled buster away and towards my twat.
flop began licking the men's cum off of me. His tongue going in cryptic qualification trusted that none of their ejaculate remained. My pussy lips, button and inside became raw and I tried to beg Master to let me cum but of course I could not with the ring gag in my mouth.
maestro realized he hadn't removed it and did so. I begged to cum but Master said I could not until my new Master had done so. If I did, I would be punished. I closed my oculus trying to think of something else, trying to ignore the acute need to cum.
"keep your heart capable and on the sieve slave,"my headmaster commanded. He knew that as very much as I loved pleasing him, being a kick to a dog was humiliating. Doing so in presence of alien and being videoed even more so. Master also knew that all that humiliation added to what my eye tooth maestro was doing to me, was so stimulating it would be a miracle for me not to cum.
He was 100 % right. I could n't hold back. I came and came hard. I squirted a huge puddle which buster happily licked up.
"You will be punished, knuckle down, after your new schoolmaster makes you his gripe,"my Master promised harshly.
"baby buster, mount,"I heard my Master command.
Buster put his front paws on either side of me on the judiciary and I felt his putz searching for my maw. I was thankful for the plug. I was n't quick to have my ass knotted. Finally my new Master found his mug and fucked me harder and faster than any machine could possess. I felt his hammer grow longer, wider and harder until the tip pushed against the constrict possible action of my cervix uteri. This was actually quite awful but in a thoroughly exciting way. I began orgasming again. My cunt muscles clutching bronco buster's cock. Finally I felt his hot doggie cum shoot inside me and his air mile swell. I was stretched more than I had expected. More than I had been giving birth. It hurt, it burned, but my coming made me tighten and spasm around him. When my canine maestro finally stopped moving we stayed there, both breathing heavily, until the knot went down enough for him to pop out. Buster went to a corner to clean himself.
Master unchained me. Rolled me onto my binding. Then attached my ankles to chains that hung from the roof. My carpus and waist were chained to the bench again.
"Now you will be punished slave,"said my Master sternly.
He put pulled the sass of my cunt open. Then with a whip began whipping my already raw outer slit and clit. Fortunately he did n't produce me look the ten-strike. My idea was mush and I could n't have even formed the Word of God.
When he was done, he and his friends took turns fucking my cunt. I could n't cum, I was numb and sore all at once.
When they were finally done, Master brought over a hose and washed my cunt inside and out, blessedly the water was warm. He unchained me and helped me to my feet, supporting my debile body up the stairs. He gently placed me on the bed and shut the door, keeping fellow out. I heard him say bye to his acquaintance and take heed them thank him for their entertainment. Then passkey came and rubbed his special healing ointment all over my physical structure. I was nearly benumbed when i felt him wax into bed, pull me into his arms, snog my os frontale and say,"I love you slave, you are a very ripe girl."
I sighed contentedly and fell fast asleep. safety in the arms of the man for whom I existed .