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

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the night. I grab my phone and text my pouf."estimable Morning 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 work out. 100 pushups, 100 torso diddley, and a two-mile jog. Once back home, I open my laptop computer, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is on-line as I make breakfast.

As I look over the girls online, my phone goes off. It is my queer. She has sent me a video with my tasks to honor Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my eggs. My poof feel stunning with Her tv camera focused in on Her sexy flavour in six-inch black hound. I am to perform a cum tribute for Her first thing. Then, I am to delineate the particular date that I would drive Her on if She were to arrive in townspeople today. Lastly, I was to try and keep an erection for virtually of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my nance is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a female child on HollysHottys that fit my mood and popped into her way. I had done a few show in the past times with her so I knew she would inspire a immobile and hard cum shot from me. I tipped the daughter 20 atomic number 79 and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the single show. She agreed to give the performance I requested and once in the display, 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 hammer and started to work on my tribute. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a large butt fireplug and really stretched herself out with it until it was fully inside. Then, I masturbated as she sucked off her dildo and continued to know her ass with the plug. After XX or so minute I was filling my messaging meth with my pouf morning testimonial. Along with the photograph of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include inside information of the cam show that I used to get myself off. My fairy told me She was pleased and I proudly waited to see if my tribute was beneficial enough for Her to post it online. I love it when I can prepare Her felicitous enough to showcase and gasconade about my work.

As the morning moved forward, I checked in on my girl as she was getting ready for her day at workplace. She too is a cam lady friend that works on BustGirls.com and it is how we met. If you want to know how we met, I recommend you read my early accounting entry,"How I Met A Cam female child That Changed My Life. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her makeup in the dawning. I greeted her with a playful slap on her utter pale butt end. She smiles back at me and contain her work to yield me a kiss. I ask her if she had received her daily task for our queen mole rat yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the long set of anal beadwork today ; I am supposed to prevent them in all day and I am not to take them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must pen about our last breeding seance and our Queen wants to bed about any child name we may cause thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my listing of tasks as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my knee. Misty let out a petty squeak as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the natural language that I was using to probe her rigorous little star. I was to butt against all day and eating my buff's ass to make her task easier and more enjoyable seemed like a safe way to help 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 constitution. I kissed her one terminal prison term and took my leave.

The balance of my morning and afternoon was mostly ordinary. I checked on a few of my tenants that had maintenance outcome that I had the order to hold fixed the day before. I want to make sure the fixing had been done and that my tenants were happy with the alimony squad's employment. After all that, I went to the bar/night nightclub I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to make sure all was on the up and up. This account statement stuff and nonsense would normally hold me, and I would stimulate 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 solve in basically a sports bra that did little to hide her stiff nipples that topped off her 36 C cup nipple. Her skintight scant underdrawers left extraordinarily slight to the imagination. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the populace's smallest thong or zero at all. I would eye her skillful plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could smell her lovesome cunt from across the bar. I was rock hard and if not for my Queens fiat to not cum or the fact that I had a strict no fucking the employee's measure, I would birth taken my shot with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my office in the back and I stroked myself just to the head of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, frustrated putz and sent it to my fagot. I also told Her about the date I would arrange for Her.

starting time, I would pick Her up from the airport. I would acquit all Her things to the car and once my queen regnant was comfortably in the car, I would remove Her shoes and kiss Her pes and thank Her for using me. I would then take Her to Her hotel and take my place at Her feet in Her elbow room. If She wanted my supporter changing, then I would be ready for Her pauperism. I would then take my Queen to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would have the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled wimp. To drink, I would make a bottle of Apothic Inferno, the wine that is aged in Whiskey Barrels from 2017. For the end of dinner party, I would sustain impregnable, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would edict a ribeye and water. I eat a limited diet, almost carnivore. The weewee is because I don't drink when I serve my queen as her number one wood. After dinner, I would see my Queen to Her waiting car and proceed to take my faggot to a movie at one of the up-scale pic planetary house. If possible, I will rub my Queen's foot as She takes in the movie.

My female monarch informed me that my idea of dinner and a movie was perfect and that She was happy with me for remembering Her taste in Italian food for thought 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 post to help butt on my cock 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 cock hard came close to cumming at least 12 clip. My balls were starting to get that all too familiar spirit tight desperate feeling in them.

As I arrived home and walked through the movement door, I felt my blazonry go rickety and drop my keys as all my eubstance's rake rushed into my queer turncock. The visual sense before me was incredible. There, in my living elbow room, sat my female monarch over my lover with knees placed on the sides of my lover 's brain as she fiendishly lapped at our pansy pussy. I dropped to my articulatio genus and welcomed and thanked our pansy for gracing us in our home with Her lavish beauty. Without even looking at me, My world-beater 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 make our pansy orgasm. I made sure to be fast but thorough in cleaning my consistency and returning to the fantastic passel happening in my living room.

Upon my return, my Queen called me to Her. She took my hard-angry putz in Her hand."Have you been grueling all day, My papal bull ?"I told my pouf 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 fount and took Herself a seat on our sofa. Her guild were simple and exciting."Misty, this Taurus 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 sentence in rising to her human knee and swallowing my prick, Misty's skilled mouth had me pumping precum freely in no time as she left my cock 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 sucking of my mast and crawled away from me to sit at our tabby'feet. I approached our fag and She inspected me. Taking my pecker in Her hands, She teased my cock as She looking over every inch of my trail manhood."Now, PET, I am going to see how My papal bull here tastes and My little cow in preparation is going to offer her ass up like a skilful girl and I am going to pull out those big bead she has in her soused ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to punish you, but I am going to force every bead I have removed from your lover's tight butt, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your junkie on the line this time."

I barely had time to let Her words sink in when I felt Her warm mouth swallow the pass of my stopcock. Her tongue played gruelling with the under boundary of my thick crown. Each time I felt the tip of Her spit base on balls around my tool as She provided decent suck great power to force the cum directly from my balls was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my fairy slowly began to pull the beads from my lover. As each bead popped out of my lover, she moaned out her thanks to our Queen. The sight and audio of her lustful harassment dared to collapse my restraint over my own orgasm.

As the lowest of the beads were pulled free from my devotee, my queer stopped Her suction of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very right, Bull. Now, misty get between your queen regnant 's legs and make Me cum before this shit pours his loading out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all fours between our queer's leg and started diving her tongue into Her waiting pussycat. I got behind Misty and aimed at her mingy niggling brown ace. The beads our Queen had pulled from Misty were long but not very thick, so to say she was fix to take in my cinch was far from the case.

At my Queen's order, I pushed into Misty, her muffled outcry and moans could be heard between the sound of her slurping at our queer's wet snatch. The feeling of Misty's tight ring fondling at my cock chief as I slowly pulled my rooster in and out of her, slowly working Thomas More of my dick into her with each solidus. The feeling of my pelvis meeting her easygoing cheeks was almost adequate to pull the load right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her men and grabbing my nut bag with the effect of a vice handgrip, I think I would birth 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 orchis would set aside me before plunging back into her with enough force to crusade her boldness deeper into our Queen. My Queen was no longer looking at me, Her foreland was lying back on the couch, Her hands holding Misty to her body of work by her hair, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's face in clock time with my own pace of fucking Misty's ass. The need to cum was now making my ballock turn in infliction, even Sir Thomas More than Misty's destruction clasp on my swollen-headed dismissal.

I watched as my Queen let out a series of deep animalistic moans 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 pride as our nance blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to strike away and for me to remove myself from her backside. I stood there with my rooster begging to cum as Misty kept her pie-eyed clasp on me, denying me of my release. My queen pointed to Her feet and took my space at Her feet and at Her order, I masturbated at a fever sales pitch as Misty freed my balls and I came all over my fag's feet, rope after rope of my seeded player splashed onto Her toes and ankles. The joy I felt as my lust-filled seventh heaven washed over me was only trumped by the site of Misty cleaning my cum from our queen regnant 's groundwork as I finished cumming.

An with our passions spent, our Queen had Misty replace Her shoes and with a kiss for each of us. Our fagot rose and left our modest dwelling to go on Her date with another Taurus. I love our Queen and someday I hope to rise above the rank of bull # 4 and for me and my lover to be Her top two darling .