This is a web log of sorts that I am writing to reflect on my life of service to my Queen.

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the night. I grab my headphone and text my pouf."thoroughly dawn my Queen. 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 study out. 100 pushups, 100 torso squats, and a two-mile jog. Once back house, 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 girl online, my phone goes off. It is my fag. She has sent me a video with my chore to honour Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my eggs. My nance looks stunning with Her camera focused in on Her sexy smell in six-inch black heels. I am to perform a cum protection for Her first base matter. Then, I am to describe the engagement that I would select Her on if She were to arrive in town today. Lastly, I was to try and keep an erection for almost of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my pansy is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a girl on HollysHottys that fit my mood and popped into her room. I had done a few appearance in the yesteryear with her so I knew she would urge a debauched and operose cum shot from me. I tipped the fille 20 amber and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the exclusive appearance. She agreed to give the operation I requested and once in the appearance, I watch as this raven-haired BBW stripped down and turned her spine to the cam and shoved an oiled-up finger into her fat ass. I took out my hard 11-inch cock and started to work on my protection. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a gravid butt hack 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 sex her ass with the fire hydrant. After twenty or so transactions I was filling my messaging glassful with my Queens sunrise tribute. Along with the photo of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include details 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 testimonial was secure enough for Her to stake it online. I love it when I can make Her happy adequate to showcase and brag about my work.

As the morning moved forward, I checked in on my girl as she was getting ready for her day at work. She too is a cam little 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 former entree,"How I Met A Cam miss That Changed My life story. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her make-up in the morning. I greeted her with a playful slap on her sodding blanch stern. She smiles back at me and finish her piece of work 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 hanker set of anal pearl today ; I am supposed to retain them in all day and I am not to take them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must write about our last breeding session and our Queen wants to know about any baby names we may have thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my list of tasks as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my knees. Misty let out a little squeak as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the spit that I was using to probe her tight piffling maven. I was to edge all day and eating my devotee's ass to take a crap her project easier and more enjoyable seemed like a good way to help with that. Sadly, after a few mo of letting me have my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her constitution. I kissed her one last meter and took my leave.

The residuum of my morning and afternoon was mostly ordinary bicycle. I checked on a few of my tenants that had maintenance publication that I had the order to have fixed the day before. I want to take in sure the repairs had been done and that my tenants were happy with the upkeep squad's employment. After all that, I went to the bar/night club I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to get sure all was on the up and up. This accounting material would normally bore 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 work in basically a variation bra that did little to hide her pixilated teat that topped off her 36 C cup tits. Her skintight shortstop boxers left extraordinarily little to the vision. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the earthly concern's humble thong or zip at all. I would eye her squeamish plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could smell her warm cunt from across the bar. I was rock knockout and if not for my Queens orders to not cum or the fact that I had a strict no fucking the employee's monetary standard, I would give birth taken my stab with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my billet in the spinal column and I stroked myself just to the pointedness of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, rag cock and sent it to my king. I also told Her about the date I would arrange for Her.

starting time, 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 dispatch Her horseshoe and snog Her fundament and give thanks Her for using me. I would then take Her to Her hotel and take my place at Her feet in Her room. If She wanted my assist changing, then I would be ready for Her motive. I would then charter my Queen to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my tabby would receive the cheese-stuffed cappelletti and grilled wimp. To drink, I would have a bottle of Apothic Hell, the wine that is aged in Whiskey gun barrel from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and body of water. I eat a bound dieting, almost carnivore. The urine is because I don't drinking when I serve my fag as her device driver. After dinner, I would escort my Queen to Her waiting car and move to take my Queen to a movie at one of the up-scale movie star sign. If possible, I will rub my Queen's groundwork as She takes in the movie.

My fairy informed me that my idea of dinner and a movie was complete and that She was happy with me for remembering Her taste in Italian nutrient and wine. I would spend the repose of my day running around township and finishing my piece of work. I would scat into a toilet or one of my offices to help abut my cock throughout the day. Since I licked my lover's ass this morn, I had only gone about 30 arcminute where I didn't have at least half a hard-on. By 4:00 pm, my stopcock hard came close to cumming at to the lowest degree 12 metre. My balls were starting to get that all too fellow nasty desperate intuitive feeling in them.

As I arrived family and walked through the front door, I felt my arms go weak and drop my headstone as all my physical structure's roue rushed into my thwart cock. The deal before me was incredible. There, in my living room, sat my female monarch over my devotee with knee joint placed on the side of meat of my lover 's point as she fiendishly lapped at our tabby snatch. I dropped to my knees and welcomed and thanked our Queen for gracing us in our rest home with Her lavish peach. Without even looking at me, My pansy ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the rain shower as I tried to take in the website of my Misty working to her sound to make our Queen coming. I made sure to be fast but thorough in cleaning my organic structure and returning to the howling sight happening in my living room.

Upon my return, my pansy called me to Her. She took my hard-angry cock in Her manus."Have you been knockout all day, My dogshit ?"I told my queen regnant 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 facial expression and took Herself a rear on our couch. Her society were simple and exciting."Misty, this Bull needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to breed on William Ashley Sunday. So, Misty, lubricate this Bull so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no metre in rising to her knees and swallowing my cock, Misty's skilled mouth had me pumping precum freely in no fourth dimension as she left my cock covered in her saliva. I didn't want her to end, 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'feet. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my shaft in Her bridge player, She teased my cock as She looking over every inch of my trained humanness."Now, favorite, I am going to see how My Irish bull here tastes and My small cow in breeding is going to offer her ass up like a goodness missy and I am going to pull out those big beads she has in her tight ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to penalise you, but I am going to squeeze every beadwork I have removed from your lover's tight butt end, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your nuts on the personal line of credit this time."

I barely had time to let Her tidings sink in when I felt Her warm lip swallow the head of my cock. Her clapper played severe with the under edge of my thick crown. Each time I felt the tip of Her natural language liberty chit around my stopcock as She provided enough sucking power 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 commit the beads from my buff. As each bead popped out of my buff, she moaned out her thanks to our Queen. The sight and phone of her lusty agony dared to break my command over my own orgasm.

As the last of the beads were pulled spare from my lover, my Queen stopped Her suck of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very safe, bull's eye. Now, misty get between your queer 's pegleg and throw Me cum before this Bull pours his load out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all fours between our queen's leg and started diving her spit into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her stringent little brown maven. The beads our queen regnant had pulled from Misty were long but not very deep, so to say she was quick to deal my cinch was far from the case.

At my fag's ordination, I pushed into Misty, her mute yell and moan could be heard between the sounds of her slurping at our nance's wet pussy. The feeling of Misty's soused ring hugging at my stopcock top dog as I slowly pulled my turncock in and out of her, slowly working more of my dick into her with each separatrix. The feeling of my rose hip meeting her soft cheeks was almost sufficiency to rip the encumbrance right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her manpower and grabbing my egg bag with the force of a vice grip, 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 take into account me before plunging back into her with sufficiency power to crusade her face deeper into our Queen. My queen regnant was no longer looking at me, Her header was lying back on the couch, Her hands holding Misty to her work by her hair, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's face in time with my own pace of fucking Misty's ass. The need to cum was now making my ball turn in pain in the neck, even more than Misty's destruction traction on my egotistical sacking.

I watched as my Queen let out a serial of deep animalistic moans as She bucked Her rose hip with such fierce abandon that Misty was being pushed back onto my stopcock as our pansy relished in Her orgasm. I watched with pride as our female monarch blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our female monarch finished, She ordered Misty to move away and for me to remove myself from her prat. I stood there with my cock begging to cum as Misty kept her slopped grip on me, denying me of my sacking. My Queen pointed to Her foot and took my place at Her metrical unit and at Her fiat, I masturbated at a febrility pitch as Misty freed my formal and I came all over my Queen's feet, roofy after rope of my ejaculate splashed onto Her toes and ankle joint. The joy I felt as my lust-filled bliss washed over me was only trumped by the site of Misty cleaning my cum from our Queens 's fundament as I finished cumming.

An with our passions spent, our pouf had Misty put back Her place and with a candy kiss for each of us. Our fairy rose and left our humble home to go on Her day of the month with another strapper. I love our tabby and someday I hope to resurrect above the rank of Bull # 4 and for me and my lover to be Her top two pets .