This is a blog of sorts that I am writing to chew over on my life of service to my Queen.

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the night. I grab my telephone and text my Queen."Good Morning my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my daybreak wood for Her. ) I move on to my work out. 100 pushup, 100 body squats, and a two-mile jog. Once back abode, 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 young woman online, my phone goes off. It is my queer. She has sent me a telecasting with my labor to honor Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my testis. My fairy tone stunning with Her camera focused in on Her sexy feel in six-inch black heels. I am to do a cum testimonial for Her world-class thing. Then, I am to report the date that I would take Her on if She were to arrive in town today. Lastly, I was to try and save an erection for well-nigh of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my nance is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a girl on HollysHottys that fit my modality and popped into her room. I had done a few shows in the past with her so I knew she would inspire a dissolute and operose cum injection from me. I tipped the girl 20 gold and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the scoop show. She agreed to apply 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's breadth into her fat ass. I took out my intemperate 11-inch cock and started to cultivate on my protection. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a large laughingstock nag and really stretched herself out with it until it was fully inside. Then, I masturbated as she sucked off her dildo and continued to hump her ass with the wad. After 20 or so minutes I was filling my messaging spyglass with my queer morning tribute. Along with the photo of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include item of the cam appearance that I used to get myself off. My pouf told me She was proud of and I proudly waited to see if my tribute was good enough for Her to mail it online. I love it when I can make Her happy sufficiency to showcase and brag about my work.

As the break of day moved forward, I checked in on my girl as she was getting ready for her day at work. She too is a cam missy 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 young lady That Changed My Life. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her make-up in the good morning. I greeted her with a playful slap on her perfect pale stern. She smiles back at me and stops her work to pass me a candy kiss. I ask her if she had received her everyday task for our Queen yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the long set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to celebrate 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 finally reproduction session and our Queen wants to know about any baby names we may feature thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my list of chore as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my knees. Misty let out a lilliputian squeaker as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the tongue that I was using to probe her compressed little sensation. I was to march all day and eating my lover's ass to make her chore wanton and more pleasurable seemed like a commodity way to help with that. Sadly, after a few minutes of letting me possess my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her makeup. I kissed her one last time and took my leave.

The rest of my morning and afternoon was mostly ordinary. I checked on a few of my tenants that had care military issue that I had the club to have fixed the day before. I want to make sure enough the repairs had been done and that my tenants were felicitous with the sustenance squad's work. After all that, I went to the bar/night golf-club I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to defecate sure all was on the up and up. This accounting system stuff would normally contain 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 knead in basically a sportsman bra that did little to veil her strong nipples that topped off her 36 C cup breast. Her skin-tight short shorts left extraordinarily niggling to the imagination. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the creation's smallest thong or goose egg at all. I would eye her gracious plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could smell her strong bitch 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 exacting no fucking the employee's standard, I would have taken my shooter with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my power in the rachis and I stroked myself just to the point of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, disappointed cock and sent it to my Queen. I also told Her about the date I would set for Her.

first gear, I would clean Her up from the airport. I would carry all Her thing to the car and once my faggot was comfortably in the car, I would remove Her shoes and kiss Her base and thank Her for using me. I would then submit Her to Her hotel and consider my station at Her groundwork in Her room. If She wanted my help changing, then I would be ready for Her want. I would then take my pouf to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would have the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled wimp. To drink, I would have a bottle of Apothic Inferno, the wine that is aged in whiskey Barrels from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a limited dieting, almost carnivore. The H2O is because I don't drink when I serve my queer as her device driver. After dinner, I would escort my nance to Her waiting car and go along to take my female monarch to a movie at one of the up-scale motion-picture show menage. If potential, I will rub my world-beater's foundation as She takes in the movie.

My Queen informed me that my idea of dinner party and a motion-picture show was arrant and that She was well-chosen with me for remembering Her mouthful in Italian food and wine. I would pass the eternal sleep of my day running around townspeople and finishing my work. I would escape into a can or one of my situation to help edge my cock throughout the day. Since I licked my lover's ass this morning time, I had only gone about 30 minutes where I didn't have at least half a hard-on. By 4:00 pm, my prick hard came close to cumming at least 12 times. My balls were starting to get that all too familiar tight desperate tone in them.

As I arrived home and walked through the front door, I felt my arms go imperfect and miss my Francis Scott Key as all my dead body's stock rushed into my foil cock. The quite a little before me was unbelievable. There, in my living room, sat my Queen over my buff with knee joint placed on the English of my fan 's school principal as she fiendishly lapped at our fag pussy. I dropped to my knees and welcomed and thanked our poof for gracing us in our home with Her lavish beauty. Without even looking at me, My Queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the exhibitioner as I tried to take in the site of my Misty workings to her expert to spend a penny our Queen orgasm. I made sure to be fast but thorough in cleaning my body and returning to the wonderful flock happening in my living room.

Upon my retort, my fagot called me to Her. She took my hard-angry cock in Her handwriting."Have you been hard 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 face and took Herself a seat on our sofa. Her orders were simple and stir."Misty, this Bull needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to multiply on Sun. So, Misty, lubricate this fuzz so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no time in rising to her knee and swallowing my dick, Misty's skilled sassing had me pumping precum freely in no prison term as she left my dick covered in her saliva. I didn't want her to stop, but as I was reaching my cum point, Misty, knowing me all too well, stopped her suction of my mast and crawled away from me to sit at our Queens'pes. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my cock in Her hands, She teased my cock as She looking over every column inch of my take manhood."Now, pet, I am going to see how My shit here tastes and My short cow in training is going to offer her ass up like a good girl and I am going to deplumate 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 force every bead I have removed from your lover's pie-eyed fundament, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, shit, it 's not just your nuts on the line this time."

I barely had time to let Her Logos sink in when I felt Her warm mouth swallow the psyche of my rooster. Her tongue played hard with the under edge of my thick crown. Each metre I felt the tip of Her tongue passing around my shaft as She provided enough sucking baron to force the cum directly from my testicle was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my Queen slowly began to pull out the beadwork from my lover. As each bead popped out of my lover, she moaned out her thanks to our Queen. The sight and sound of her lusty torment dared to bust my control over my own orgasm.

As the last of the beads were pulled justify from my lover, my female monarch stopped Her suck of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very good, horseshit. Now, foggy get between your pansy 's legs and take Me cum before this bruiser pours his cargo out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all fours between our poove's leg and started diving her knife into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her tight petty embrown ace. The beading our Queen had pulled from Misty were long but not very thick, so to say she was make to take my girth was far from the case.

At my Queen's order, I pushed into Misty, her muffled call and moans could be heard between the sound of her slurping at our queen mole rat's wet cunt. The feeling of Misty's tight ring petting at my peter head as I slowly pulled my turncock in and out of her, slowly working more of my dick into her with each stroke. The feeling of my hips meeting her soft cheeks was almost enough to pull the freight right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her hands and grabbing my ball bag with the effect of a vice bobby pin, I think I would make cum at that second base.

Misty's grip on me was both afflictive and erotic. I shortened my putz stroke distance, no only going as far back as her grip on my nuts would earmark me before plunging back into her with adequate power to push her case deeper into our fairy. My Queen was no longer looking at me, Her top dog was lying back on the sofa, Her hands holding Misty to her work by her hair, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's face in fourth dimension with my own step of fucking Misty's ass. The need to cum was now making my testis go in pain, even More than Misty's death grasp on my well up liberation.

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

As our poove finished, She ordered Misty to move away and for me to polish off myself from her backside. I stood there with my hammer begging to cum as Misty kept her tight clutch on me, denying me of my release. My Queen pointed to Her feet and took my space at Her ft and at Her order, I masturbated at a fever pitch shot as Misty freed my balls and I came all over my nance's infantry, rope after circle of my source splashed onto Her toes and ankle. 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 feet as I finished cumming.

An with our rage spent, our Queen had Misty replace Her shoes and with a kiss 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 rank and file of copper # 4 and for me and my lover to be Her top two pets .