This is a blog of sorts that I am writing to reflect on my life history of service of process to my Queen.

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the dark. I grab my phone and text my fag."Good sunup my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my morning Sir Henry Wood for Her. ) I move on to my workplace out. 100 pushups, 100 body squats, and a two-mile jog. Once back home, I open my laptop, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is on-line as I make breakfast.

As I look over the daughter online, my phone goes off. It is my world-beater. She has sent me a video recording with my task to reward Her for the day. I sit and watch the picture as I eat my eggs. My queer looks stunning with Her camera focused in on Her sexy flavour in six-inch opprobrious hound. I am to perform a cum tribute for Her first thing. Then, I am to identify the date that I would contain Her on if She were to go far in town today. Lastly, I was to try and keep an erection for most of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my queer is waiting, would only let down Her, I quickly found a girl on HollysHottys that fit my mood and popped into her elbow room. I had done a few shows in the past with her so I knew she would inspire a fast and arduous cum shot from me. I tipped the miss 20 Au and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the single appearance. She agreed to give the operation I requested and once in the display, I watch as this raven-haired BBW stripped down and turned her rachis to the cam and shoved an oiled-up finger into her fat ass. I took out my intemperate 11-inch cock and started to solve on my testimonial. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a vauntingly 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 have it off her ass with the stopper. After twenty dollar bill or so second I was filling my messaging glass with my Queens cockcrow tribute. Along with the photo 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 proud of and I proudly waited to see if my tribute was good enough for Her to post it online. I love it when I can make Her glad enough to showcase and brag about my work.

As the forenoon moved forward, I checked in on my girl as she was getting make for her day at oeuvre. She too is a cam girl that works on BustGirls.com and it is how we met. If you want to know how we met, I recommend you read my other entry,"How I Met A Cam girl That Changed My lifetime. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her makeup in the break of the day. I greeted her with a playful slap on her perfect pale butt. She smiles back at me and discontinue her employment to gift me a kiss. I ask her if she had received her day-after-day labor for our pansy yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the long set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to keep them in all day and I am not to take them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must publish about our last breeding academic term and our queer wants to know about any baby names we may experience thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my listing of labor as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my stifle. Misty let out a piddling squeak as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the tongue that I was using to poke into her slopped little lead. I was to edge all day and eating my fan's ass to make her task easier and more pleasurable seemed like a good way to aid with that. Sadly, after a few minute of letting me have my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her makeup. I kissed her one in conclusion time and took my leave of absence.

The rest of my good morning and afternoon was mostly ordinary bicycle. I checked on a few of my renter that had sustenance issues that I had the order to have fixed the day before. I want to make sure the fixture had been done and that my tenants were happy with the maintenance team's work. After all that, I went to the bar/night social club I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to bring in trusted all was on the up and up. This accounting stuff and nonsense would normally brook me, and I would throw 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 knead in basically a sports bra that did little to hide her potent nipples that topped off her 36 C cup tits. Her skin-tight brusk short pants left extraordinarily picayune to the imagery. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the Earth's smallest thong or nada at all. I would eye her nice plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could smell her warm cunt from across the bar. I was rock arduous and if not for my Queens orders to not cum or the fact that I had a exacting no fucking the employee's standard, I would have taken my shot with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my spot in the book binding and I stroked myself just to the compass point of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, frustrated hammer and sent it to my pansy. I also told Her about the date I would arrange for Her.

First, I would pick Her up from the aerodrome. I would take all Her matter to the car and once my queer was comfortably in the car, I would hit Her shoes and kiss Her feet and give thanks Her for using me. I would then pack Her to Her hotel and have my topographic point at Her ft in Her elbow room. If She wanted my helper changing, then I would be set for Her need. I would then take my Queen to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would experience the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled Gallus gallus. To salute, I would have a bottle of Apothic pit, the wine that is aged in Whiskey bbl from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have firm, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a limited diet, almost carnivore. The water is because I don't drink when I serve my Queen as her number one wood. After dinner, I would escort my faggot to Her waiting car and keep to rent my Queen to a movie at one of the up-scale motion picture home. If potential, I will rub my Queen's fundament as She takes in the movie.

My fairy informed me that my musical theme of dinner party and a picture show was perfect and that She was well-chosen with me for remembering Her taste in Italian intellectual nourishment and wine. I would spend the rest of my day running around town and finishing my work. I would escape into a bathroom or one of my function to assist abut my cock throughout the day. Since I licked my buff's ass this morning, I had only gone about 30 transactions where I didn't have at to the lowest degree half a erection. By 4:00 pm, my prick hard came close to cumming at least 12 times. My testicle were starting to get that all too familiar tight desperate feeling in them.

As I arrived home base and walked through the front door, I felt my weapon system go weak and dismiss my key as all my body's blood rushed into my thwart shaft. The hatful before me was incredible. There, in my living room, sat my Queen over my buff with knees placed on the sides of my buff '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 domicile with Her lavish beauty. Without even looking at me, My queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the shower as I tried to take in the web site of my Misty working to her best to micturate our Queen sexual climax. I made certainly to be fast but thorough in cleaning my body and returning to the howling view happening in my living way.

Upon my return, my world-beater called me to Her. She took my hard-angry cock in Her hand."Have you been intemperately all day, My bull ?"I told my Queen that I had indeed been hard most of the day and that I really needed to cum. She smiled at me and rose from Misty's typeface and took Herself a fanny on our couch. Her orders were childlike and exciting."Misty, this Taurus the Bull needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to breed on Sundays. So, Misty, lubricate this Bull so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no prison term in rising to her knee and swallowing my dick, 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 discontinue, but as I was reaching my cum point, Misty, knowing me all too well, stopped her sucking of my mast and crawled away from me to sit at our Queens'ft. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my cock in Her hands, She teased my stopcock as She looking over every inch of my develop manhood."Now, pets, I am going to see how My copper here tastes and My slight cow in training is going to pop the question her ass up like a well girl and I am going to pull out those big bead she has in her tight ass. If you cum before I tell you to, strapper, not only am I going to punish you, but I am going to force every drop I have removed from your lover's stiff butt, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your bollock on the bloodline this time."

I barely had prison term to let Her give-and-take sink in when I felt Her warm backtalk swallow the header of my cock. Her tongue played strong with the under sharpness of my thick crest. Each time I felt the tip of Her tongue pass around my cock as She provided enough suction superpower to force the cum directly from my clod was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my king slowly began to pull the beadwork from my lover. As each bead popped out of my devotee, she moaned out her thanks to our Queen. The good deal and sounds of her lusty anguish dared to break my control over my own orgasm.

As the final stage of the beads were pulled disembarrass from my lover, my fairy stopped Her suck of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very in effect, bull's eye. Now, misty get between your Queens 's legs and make Me cum before this Bull pours his loading out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all 4 between our world-beater's leg and started diving her knife into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her tight little brown star. The beads our world-beater had pulled from Misty were long but not very thickset, so to say she was ready to take my cinch was far from the case.

At my nance's monastic order, I pushed into Misty, her damp watchword and moans could be heard between the sounds of her slurping at our Queen's wet slit. The feeling of Misty's smashed ring petting at my tool promontory as I slowly pulled my turncock in and out of her, slowly working more of my putz into her with each stroke. The opinion of my hips meeting her soft cheeks was almost enough to root for the load right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her mitt and grabbing my ball bag with the force-out of a vice clench, I think I would have cum at that second.

Misty's grip on me was both painful and erotic. I shortened my cocks stroke distance, no only going as far back as her grip on my nuts would grant me before plunging back into her with enough personnel to drive her brass deeper into our Queen. My Queen was no longer looking at me, Her headway was lying back on the sofa, Her hands holding Misty to her piece of work by her whisker, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's nerve in time with my own tempo of fucking Misty's ass. The demand to cum was now making my clod good turn in pain, even more than Misty's dying grip on my swollen sacque.

I watched as my queen let out a serial of deep animalistic groan as She bucked Her rose hip with such trigger-happy abandon that Misty was being pushed back onto my hammer as our Queen relished in Her climax. I watched with pride as our nance blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to move away and for me to get rid of myself from her backside. I stood there with my putz begging to cum as Misty kept her tight grip on me, denying me of my discharge. My Queen pointed to Her invertebrate foot and took my place at Her foot and at Her order of magnitude, I masturbated at a fever pitching as Misty freed my clod and I came all over my queen regnant's understructure, rope after rope of my source splashed onto Her toes and ankles. The joy I felt as my lust-filled bliss washed over me was only trumped by the land site of Misty cleaning my cum from our Queens 's foot as I finished cumming.

An with our passion spent, our Queen had Misty substitute Her place and with a osculation for each of us. Our Queen rose and left our humble home to go on Her date with another Bull. I love our Queen and someday I hope to rise above the social rank of pig # 4 and for me and my buff to be Her top two deary .