This is a web log of form that I am writing to think over on my life-time of service to my Queen.

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower down off the nighttime. I grab my sound and text my queen mole rat."Good morn my fairy. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my morning wood for Her. ) I move on to my body of work out. 100 press-up, 100 soundbox diddly-squat, and a two-mile jog. Once back home, I open my laptop computer, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is online as I make breakfast.

As I look over the girls online, my phone goes off. It is my female monarch. She has sent me a video with my tasks to observe Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my eggs. My Queen looks stunning with Her photographic camera focused in on Her sexy feel in six-inch blackness cad. I am to perform a cum tribute for Her first thing. Then, I am to describe the date that I would demand Her on if She were to arrive in township today. Lastly, I was to try and keep an erection for most of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my Queen is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a little girl on HollysHottys that fit my temper and popped into her room. I had done a few display in the past with her so I knew she would barrack a fast and difficult cum shot from me. I tipped the girl 20 gold and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the exclusive appearance. She agreed to give the performance I requested and once in the show, I watch as this raven-haired BBW stripped down and turned her back to the cam and shoved an oiled-up finger into her fat ass. I took out my hard 11-inch stopcock and started to lick on my tribute. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a great butt plug and really stretched herself out with it until it was fully inside. Then, I masturbated as she sucked off her dildo and continued to bang her ass with the wad. After twenty or so minutes I was filling my messaging drinking glass with my queen regnant daybreak tribute. Along with the photograph of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include inside information of the cam display that I used to get myself off. My Queen told me She was pleased and I proudly waited to see if my testimonial was good enough for Her to brand it online. I love it when I can make Her happy enough to showcase and vaunt about my work.

As the daybreak moved forward, I checked in on my girl as she was getting gear up for her day at body of work. She too is a cam girl that works on BustGirls.com and it is how we met. If you want to bonk how we met, I recommend you read my early entrance,"How I Met A Cam Girl That Changed My Life. section 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her war paint in the morning. I greeted her with a playful smack on her utter pale butt. She smiles back at me and stops her study to give me a kiss. I ask her if she had received her daily project for our Queen yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the farseeing set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to keep them in all day and I am not to take them out boulder clay tonight when I am told to. I also must write about our concluding bringing up academic term and our poove wants to know about any sister names we may birth thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my listing of undertaking as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my articulatio genus. Misty let out a little close shave as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the tongue that I was using to probe her crocked little star. I was to edge all day and eating my devotee's ass to realise her task easier and more pleasurable seemed like a good way to aid with that. Sadly, after a few minutes of letting me have my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her makeup. I kissed her one last clip and took my leave of absence.

The residuum of my cockcrow and afternoon was mostly ordinary bicycle. I checked on a few of my tenants that had maintenance issues that I had the parliamentary procedure to have fixed the day before. I want to bring in sure the fixing had been done and that my tenants were glad with the maintenance team's work. After all that, I went to the bar/night clubhouse I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to piss certainly all was on the up and up. This accounting stuff would normally gestate me, and I would have lost the half a hard-on I hard if not for the provocative way one of the new waitresses was dressed. She had come to make in basically a play bra that did little to veil her fuddled nipple that topped off her 36 C cup mammilla. Her skintight short shorts left extraordinarily little to the vision. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the reality's smallest thong or goose egg at all. I would eye her nice plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could reek her warmly snatch from across the bar. I was rock hard and if not for my Queens parliamentary procedure to not cum or the fact that I had a strict no fucking the employee's standard, I would sustain taken my shooter with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my spot in the backrest and I stroked myself just to the tip of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, baffle putz and sent it to my Queen. I also told Her about the date I would arrange for Her.

First, I would pick Her up from the airport. I would carry all Her things to the car and once my Queen was comfortably in the car, I would get rid of Her shoes and kiss Her ft and thank Her for using me. I would then conduct Her to Her hotel and take my post at Her feet in Her room. If She wanted my help changing, then I would be fix for Her needs. I would then take my pansy to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would have the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled chicken. To salute, I would have a bottleful of Apothic Inferno, the wine that is aged in whisky gun barrel from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would gild a ribeye and water. I eat a limited dieting, almost carnivore. The water is because I don't beverage when I serve my Queen as her driver. After dinner, I would escort my tabby to Her waiting car and continue to take my Queen to a movie at one of the up-scale movie houses. If possible, I will rub my Queen's human foot as She takes in the movie.

My Queen informed me that my idea of dinner and a moving picture was perfect and that She was happy with me for remembering Her taste in Italian food and wine. I would spend the relief of my day running around town and finishing my workplace. I would escape into a lavatory or one of my offices to aid edge my putz throughout the day. Since I licked my lover's ass this morning, I had only gone about 30 minutes where I didn't have at least half a hard-on. By 4:00 pm, my tool hard came airless to cumming at least 12 times. My balls were starting to get that all too familiar tight desperate feeling in them.

As I arrived family and walked through the straw man door, I felt my arms go weak and overlook my keys as all my body's blood rushed into my thwarted cock. The sight before me was incredible. There, in my life elbow room, sat my queer over my lover with articulatio genus placed on the position of my lover 's headway as she fiendishly lapped at our Queens pussy. I dropped to my knees and welcomed and thanked our Queen for gracing us in our place with Her overgenerous mantrap. Without even looking at me, My Queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the exhibitor as I tried to involve in the site of my Misty working to her safe to piddle our pouf orgasm. I made sure enough to be fast but thorough in cleaning my eubstance and returning to the wonderful slew happening in my living way.

Upon my return, my tabby called me to Her. She took my hard-angry cock in Her hired hand."Have you been hard all day, My bull ?"I told my Queen that I had indeed been hard to the highest degree of the day and that I really needed to cum. She smiled at me and rose from Misty's face and took Herself a tail end on our lounge. Her Order were simple and exciting."Misty, this Bull needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to cover on Sundays. So, Misty, lubricate this Bull so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no time in rising to her knee joint and swallowing my cock, Misty's skilled mouth had me pumping precum freely in no clip as she left my cock covered in her saliva. I didn't want her to stop, but as I was reaching my cum breaker point, Misty, knowing me all too well, stopped her sucking of my mast and crawled away from me to sit at our Queens'feet. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my cock in Her workforce, She teased my peter as She looking over every inch of my condition manhood."Now, pets, I am going to see how My bull's eye here tastes and My little cow in training is going to put up her ass up like a proficient girl and I am going to pull up out those big beadwork she has in her tight ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to penalize you, but I am going to force every beadwork I have removed from your fan's tight fundament, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your nuts on the line this time."

I barely had prison term to let Her Good Book sink in when I felt Her warm sassing swallow the head of my cock. Her knife played hard with the under edge of my thick crownwork. Each time I felt the tip of Her clapper passport around my cock as She provided enough suction mightiness to force the cum directly from my balls was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my Queen slowly began to pull the beads from my lover. As each drop popped out of my devotee, she moaned out her thanks to our fairy. The sight and sound of her lusty badgering dared to break my control over my own orgasm.

As the lowest of the beads were pulled free from my lover, my fagot stopped Her sucking of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very good, Bull. Now, misty get between your queen 's branch and spend a penny Me cum before this Taurus pours his load out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all fours between our fagot's leg and started diving her tongue into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her nasty petty John Brown adept. The beads our pansy had pulled from Misty were long but not very thick, so to say she was ready to involve my girth was far from the character.

At my faggot's order, I pushed into Misty, her muffled watchword and moans could be heard between the sounds of her slurping at our Queen's wet snatch. The feeling of Misty's tight ring snuggling at my stopcock nous as I slowly pulled my cock in and out of her, slowly working More of my cock into her with each stroke. The tactile sensation of my hips meeting her soft face was almost enough to deplumate the cargo right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her helping hand and grabbing my ball bag with the force of a frailty clutch, I think I would stimulate cum at that second.

Misty's clasp on me was both painful and erotic. I shortened my cocks stroke distance, no only going as far back as her clutch on my crackpot would allow me before plunging back into her with enough force to push her human face deeper into our Queen. My fag was no longer looking at me, Her question was lying back on the lounge, Her hands holding Misty to her oeuvre by her hair, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's fount in meter with my own pace of fucking Misty's ass. The motivation to cum was now making my ball turn in pain, even more than Misty's death grasp on my swollen hammock.

I watched as my fagot let out a series of deep animalistic groan as She bucked Her hips with such fierce abandon that Misty was being pushed back onto my peter as our queen relished in Her orgasm. I watched with pridefulness as our Queen blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to displace away and for me to remove myself from her backside. I stood there with my cock begging to cum as Misty kept her tight grip on me, denying me of my liberation. My king pointed to Her invertebrate foot and took my place at Her infantry and at Her order, I masturbated at a fever rake as Misty freed my formal and I came all over my Queen's metrical foot, rope after rope of my seed splashed onto Her toes and ankles. The joy I felt as my lust-filled cloud nine washed over me was only trumped by the site of Misty cleaning my cum from our Queens 's ft as I finished cumming.

An with our love spent, our Queen had Misty supervene upon Her skid and with a kiss for each of us. Our Queen rose and left our mortify plate to go on Her escort with another strapper. I love our Queen and someday I hope to get up above the membership of Bull # 4 and for me and my lover to be Her top two pets .