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

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the Nox. I grab my earpiece and text my queen regnant."Good Morning my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my dawning wood for Her. ) I move on to my employment out. 100 pushup, 100 soundbox jack, and a two-mile jog. Once back home, I open my laptop, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is online as I make breakfast.

As I look over the fille online, my phone goes off. It is my Queen. She has sent me a TV with my tasks to honor Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my ballock. My poove looks stunning with Her camera focused in on Her sexy smell in six-inch Shirley Temple Black heels. I am to perform a cum tribute for Her inaugural thing. Then, I am to describe the date that I would guide Her on if She were to get in in Ithiel Town today. Lastly, I was to try and keep an erection for nearly of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my Queen is waiting, would only let down Her, I quickly found a lady friend on HollysHottys that fit my mode and popped into her room. I had done a few shows in the past tense with her so I knew she would inspire a dissipated and hard cum shot from me. I tipped the girl 20 gold and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the undivided show. She agreed to hold the performance I requested and once in the show, I watch as this raven-haired BBW stripped down and turned her backrest to the cam and shoved an oiled-up finger into her fat ass. I took out my hard 11-inch dick and started to work out on my testimonial. The lady friend was really giving me her all as she took out a large butt 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 know her ass with the plug. After twenty or so minute I was filling my messaging crank with my Queens morning tribute. Along with the photograph of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include details of the cam show that I used to get myself off. My world-beater told me She was pleased and I proudly waited to see if my testimonial was good enough for Her to carry it online. I love it when I can make Her happy sufficiency to showcase and boast about my work.

As the dawn moved forward, I checked in on my miss as she was getting fix 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 bang how we met, I recommend you read my other launching,"How I Met A Cam Girl That Changed My lifespan. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her constitution in the dawning. I greeted her with a playful smacking on her perfect pallid rear end. She smiles back at me and stops her employment to sacrifice me a osculation. 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 retentive set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to keep them in all day and I am not to use up them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must drop a line about our endure upbringing session and our faggot wants to sleep with about any infant names we may have thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my tilt of tasks as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my human knee. Misty let out a niggling close call as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the natural language that I was using to probe her tight little star. I was to edge all day and eating my lover's ass to make her task easier and more gratifying seemed like a good way to assist with that. Sadly, after a few min of letting me give birth my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her makeup. I kissed her one last meter and took my leave.

The balance of my morning and good afternoon was mostly ordinary. I checked on a few of my tenants that had maintenance issues that I had the fiat to have fixed the day before. I want to prepare sure enough the repairs had been done and that my renter were happy with the upkeep team's body of work. After all that, I went to the bar/night club I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to make for certain all was on the up and up. This accounting stuff would normally bore me, and I would have lost the half a erection I hard if not for the provocative way one of the new waitresses was dressed. She had come to work in basically a mutant bra that did little to enshroud her stiff nipples that topped off her 36 C cup tits. Her skintight short boxers left extraordinarily little to the imagination. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the domain's belittled thong or null at all. I would eye her overnice plump ass every prison term she bent over. I swear I could sense her warm cunt from across the bar. I was rock toilsome and if not for my world-beater orders to not cum or the fact that I had a strict no fucking the employee's standard, I would have taken my shot with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my authority in the back and I stroked myself just to the point of cumming. I then took a pic of my raging, crucify peter and sent it to my pouf. I also told Her about the particular date I would set up for Her.

starting time, I would pick Her up from the aerodrome. I would carry all Her things to the car and once my fairy was comfortably in the car, I would remove Her horseshoe and snog Her metrical unit and thank Her for using me. I would then take Her to Her hotel and take my spot at Her feet in Her room. If She wanted my supporter changing, then I would be ready for Her needs. I would then consider my faggot to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would birth the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled volaille. To booze, I would receive a feeding bottle of Apothic inferno, the wine that is aged in Whiskey Barrels from 2017. For the end of dinner party, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a set diet, almost carnivore. The weewee is because I don't drink when I serve my Queen as her driver. After dinner, I would escort my faggot to Her waiting car and go forward to take my Queen to a moving-picture show at one of the up-scale movie houses. If possible, I will rub my fag's feet as She takes in the movie.

My Queen informed me that my approximation of dinner and a pic was perfect and that She was well-chosen with me for remembering Her appreciation in Italian food and wine. I would drop the relaxation of my day running around town and finishing my work. I would get by into a bathroom or one of my post to help edge my shaft 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 erection. By 4:00 pm, my cock hard came closely to cumming at to the lowest degree 12 times. My Lucille Ball were starting to get that all too familiar wet desperate belief in them.

As I arrived base and walked through the front threshold, I felt my munition go weak and drop my keys as all my body's blood rushed into my foiled pecker. The spate before me was incredible. There, in my living room, sat my Queen over my buff with knee placed on the face of my lover 's head as she fiendishly lapped at our world-beater pussy. I dropped to my knees and welcomed and thanked our pansy for gracing us in our home base with Her lavish beauty. Without even looking at me, My Queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the cascade as I tried to require in the site of my Misty working to her sound to attain our Queen orgasm. I made for certain to be fast but thorough in cleaning my body and returning to the tremendous sight happening in my living room.

Upon my riposte, my poove called me to Her. She took my hard-angry stopcock in Her 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 human face and took Herself a seat on our couch. Her orders were dewy-eyed and commove."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 time 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 turncock covered in her spit. I didn't want her to give up, 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 poof'feet. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my cock in Her mitt, She teased my cock as She looking over every in of my groom manhood."Now, pets, I am going to see how My bruiser here tastes and My little cow in preparation is going to offer her ass up like a good girl and I am going to pull out those big pearl she has in her tight ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to punish you, but I am going to push every beading I have removed from your devotee's tight butt, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your nuts on the bank line this time."

I barely had clock time to let Her language sink in when I felt Her warm mouth swallow the heading of my rooster. Her spit played hard with the under boundary of my thick poll. Each sentence I felt the tip of Her tongue toss around my pecker as She provided sufficiency suction superpower to impel the cum directly from my balls was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my king slowly began to pull the drop from my lover. As each drop popped out of my lover, she moaned out her thanks to our fagot. The sight and sounds of her lusty torment dared to break out my control over my own orgasm.

As the finally of the string of beads were pulled free from my lover, my Queen stopped Her sucking of me and smiled all-encompassing at me."you have done very ripe, Bull. Now, hazy get between your Queens 's legs and piss Me cum before this crap pours his load out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all quartet between our queen mole rat's leg and started diving her lingua into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her tight small brown sensation. The beadwork our pouf had pulled from Misty were long but not very thick, so to say she was ready to accept my cinch was far from the case.

At my Queen's order, I pushed into Misty, her muffled cries and groan could be heard between the sound of her slurping at our Queen's wet cunt. The feeling of Misty's crocked ring fondling at my stopcock head as I slowly pulled my cock in and out of her, slowly working More of my prick into her with each cerebrovascular accident. The spirit of my rosehip meeting her indulgent cheeks was almost enough to displume the load right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her manus and grabbing my ball bag with the force of a vice grip, I think I would own cum at that second gear.

Misty's traction on me was both sore and erotic. I shortened my cocks stroke distance, no only going as far back as her grip on my addict would give up me before plunging back into her with enough violence to push her cheek deeper into our pouf. My queen mole rat was no longer looking at me, Her head was lying back on the couch, Her hands holding Misty to her oeuvre 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 pauperism to cum was now making my clump turn in pain, even more than Misty's death suitcase on my swollen hammock.

I watched as my tabby let out a series of inscrutable animalistic moans as She bucked Her articulatio coxae with such ferocious abandon that Misty was being pushed back onto my cock as our queen relished in Her coming. I watched with pride as our Queen blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to displace away and for me to move out myself from her tooshie. I stood there with my cock begging to cum as Misty kept her tight bag on me, denying me of my handout. My queen pointed to Her fundament and took my property at Her metrical unit and at Her order, I masturbated at a feverishness tar as Misty freed my orb and I came all over my faggot's feet, roofy after forget me drug of my come 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 feet as I finished cumming.

An with our passions spent, our fag had Misty exchange Her horseshoe and with a buss for each of us. Our Queen rose and left our humble domicile to go on Her engagement with another cop. I love our Queen and someday I hope to rebel above the rank of Bull # 4 and for me and my buff to be Her top two pets .