Slave's Hours One part of my day of serving. 4:30 AM
Master requires me to be freshly washed and shaved and prepared to serve Him before he awakes, so each day I go to the crude bathroom he has set up for me in the basement next to the blanket he kindly allows me to sleep on. I am chained in during the night, and am permitted to reach the key to my locks only at 4:30 AM. He knows I would never think about touching it any other time.
My shower routine is very specific, like much of my life.
I wet my body under the slightly warmed water, use shampoo on the every short hair on my head, reaching behind to remove my night but plug. Master started having me wear one all night right after I came into His service. Now and then he replaces it with a larger one.
I put the plug in my mouth, tasting my ass juices, thank Master aloud for allowing me that sensation.
Master has been working to enlarge my nipples, my piggy tits, he calls them, and each morning in the shower I am to spend five minutes standing at attention, with my head bowed and my ass stuck out, in position to accept His cock or anything He should want to put in it if he were to awake early and want to use me. I use my hands to roughly squeeze the piggy tits, hurting them, making them grow plump. Master wants them to be one inch long and as thick as the tip of a marking pen, so big that they will be visible, pushing out from underneath any shirt I might wear outside the house. He says they will eventually be so big He will cut holes in all of my shirts to expose them to everyone. He says people, even strangers, should be allowed to play with them, to take selfies with them and to mock me for looking so much like a pig.
I am almost always hard by the time I finish the routine. I would be hard even without pumping them, just from thinking about how He is changing me.
Next, I use shaving cream to touch up any parts of my body showing growth. Master wants me hairless, of course, as any slut bitch should be. But he also wants anyone seeing me to know what I am. He allows me to keep a very small vertical slit of hair right above my cock to represent the cunt I should have. And he has me very carefully shave each armpit to leave a long very narrow up and down strip of hair that I am to keep growing long. The rest of the armpit is completely bare The effect is ridiculous, of course and He knows it. He will take me to the gym with him and make sure that I shower for a long time, often holding my arms above my head to expose the bizarre hair strip. The men and boy at the gym always point me out to newcomers, laughing and mocking me.
Next I spend a minute with one thumb in my cunt and the other in my mouth. Nobody is there to see this embarrassing pose, but I still blush each morning as I fuck my holes with my thumbs. I then switch thumbs, and repeat the exercise for another minute. I remove the plug from my mouth and replace it swiftly in my cunt. I wash my body and turn off the water, drying off with a rough towel.
Bitch's Hours
6:30AM One part of my day of serving.
I am kneeling behind Sir as he stands at his bathroom sink, shaving. My face pressing into the muscular hairy cheeks of his ass, licking his Master's hole, using my tongue to gently probe in and out, causing his Master's cock to fill with blood, tubular like. It is pressed up against the marble counter top, pulsing as he likes.
This is part of my everyday duty.
I have learned that He likes it when I curl my tongue into a "u" shape as I probe his hole. Massaging the sides of his chute, trying hard to prompt a sigh or groan or...maybe even a comment! Two weeks ago He had said "good bitch!" during my work on him, and I was on a high all day.
Sometimes a bit of shaving cream will fall onto my nose and I will wait for it to make its way to the tip and then to my tongue. Even though it was an accident of fate, I always treated it as a special gift from Him...as I treated everything I have, since it all comes from Him.
The smell of the oil and cream he uses to shave is another turn on, since he uses it on me to keep me from showing any Real Man hair. Twice a week he ties me to his leather covered table in the basement, flipping me when he is done shaving one side.
I am responsible for keeping myself hairless in between his sessions. My legs no longer need shaving, after months going to a laser hair removal place for weeks now. Eventually I will be hairless as a bitch should be up to my neck. It will please me greatly to look as he wants, an honor!
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Bitch's Hours
7:00 AM One part of my day of serving
Sir has a set of restraints bolted into a wall of his bathroom, and after he dismisses me from my ass duty, I remove my plug, placing it on the floor, and use the restraints to secure myself in three of the four restraints, facing the mirrored wall, leaving my hand in position for him to lock the last one.
He sometimes will put a touch of lube on his big uncut shaft before he gives me my morning fuck, but not always, and I am always pleased to have him enter me one way or the other. Once he is in me. He pauses and plays with my tits for a few minutes. He has me on a schedule of working them twice a day, so they are plump and ready to be squeezed hard between his fingers. My own cock stiffens as he does so, but the chastity cage I wear 24/7 prevents any actual full erection. It has been almost a year since my last actual ejaculation, though I am milked monthly.
When he finishes, he begins taking fast strokes into my hole, sometimes coming all the way out and slamming back into me with full force. He has trained me to open and close my boy cunt in time with his fucking, and it usually takes just seconds for him to shoot, pressing as deep into me as possible, washing my insides with his master's seed. Finished, he roughly pushes my big plug back into my hole to make sure his semen will be absorbed into me during the day, and he goes to shower, leaving me hanging in place.
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Bitch's Hours
7:30 AM One part of my day of serving
Sir releases me from my wall restraints when he is done showering, and I help him dry off, working on his legs and feet so he does not have to bend down to do that himself. I kiss each toe on both foot when I am finished. He will put his hand on my head to balance himself and he does the rest of his drying, and I am silent, as he requires.
In his bedroom, I get the clothing he has selected and help dress him, starting with his jockstrap. He always wears jockstraps. They are large size, because he is a big man and well endowed, as I know perhaps better than any person alive.
If I have been good so far in the day, he will allow me to kneel in front of him and place my nose on the pouch, inhaling his scent, again causing my restrained boi cock to attempt to get hard. I know His scent so well that I am confident I could pick out his clothing in a mountain of dirty laundry. It is a great pleasure for me to have these few moments inhaling him as he ties his tie. I move out of the way as he puts on pants and the rest of his clothes for the day.
I am so blessed.
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Bitch's Hours
7:50 AM One part of my day of serving
I am in position below the kitchen table before He sits down to eat the light breakfast I had prepared for him. He drinks his coffee an listens to the news on the radio, sometimes absently reaching below and petting my head as one might comfort a dog.
Eventually I see him unzip his trousers and snake his soft but long cock out. It is my cue, and I lean in, taking it in my mouth with no sucking or pressure. I am very careful not to touch him other than that one point...my mouth circling his cock. We have done this so many times that there is no delay before his piss starts filling my mouth. I have learned how to do what he wants...to keep my mouth full without overflowing. It is a matter of allowing a small amount to go down my throat, while keeping the mouth cavity filled with his warm aromatic fluid.
When he is finished, I carefully turn onto my back, keeping my piss filled mouth facing up. When I have turned so my head is laying on the floor between his legs I hold my piss filled mouth open for Him. He pulls his chair back and leans over me, letting a long stream of his saliva to a part of the cocktail he gives me as a present each morning.
He stands and issued a single command. "Swallow". And I do, adding more of him to my insides. My slave cocks at this point strains against the cage, denied as usual.
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Bitch's Hours.
8:10 AM One part of my day of serving
Although I have done almost everything perfectly, there is a last part of our ritual morning that is a reminder of the punishments I will get should I fail him. I stand at a chair next to the front door, his favorite punishment paddle laying on it. He arrives, puts his briefcase and keys aside, picks up the paddle and sits down. I lay across his legs and stretch my ass up it in position for him.
This part of the morning is oddly silent, and I yearn to ask him if there is something he can say or I can recite to add to it. I do not, of course, that not being my right. I wonder if I will be disobedient if I say something to myself , just in my head. Counting the strikes? Saying "Thank You" for each one? Apologizing? Something.
He picks up the paddle and in perfect rhythm strikes my cheeks so hard the sound echoes through the entrance hall. Twelve strokes in all. Why twelve I wonder? But they leave my cheeks bright red, and I will feel the heat from his discipline for most of the morning, as I suspect he intends.
After he leaves, wordlessly, I stand and go to the closet sized "room" I am permitted to live in. I place the black collar with the label "sissy" on it around my neck. There is a pair of girl's underwear tossed carelessly on the floor. He leaves a pair for me each day. I put it on and it presses the plug in my ass. It is bright pink with a yellow flower design, and even though this is a longtime well rehearsed routine, I feel myself blushing. It will be my slut uniform of the day.
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Bitch's Hours
10:00am One part of my day of serving
Master leaves very little to chance in my daily schedule. I have duties to perform, and a list is left on my door every day.
I stay in my sissy uniform, plug pressing into my hole, my collar proclaiming my status, his scent still strong on my face, performing the chores he has scheduled for me that day. Much of it is cleaning his large home. There are a half dozen bathrooms and eight bedrooms, plus his office and the living areas. He taught me early why I should care about how good of a job I do, dragging me into one of the rarely used bathrooms and ordering me to lick the toilet bowl rim clean. I hesitated a second, and he pushed me to the floor, pulled out his cock and pissed all over the bowl and the floor around it. He added ashes from the cigar he is smoking to the mess and then spent the next hour reading a magazine as I licked the mess up. I was a lot more careful about cleaning from that day on.
Every now and then the doorbell will ring. I wait ten seconds to see if the cell phone I wear on a chain around my neck will buzz. If it does not, I ignore the door, but every now and then the doorbell is followed by a text from Master, telling me to answer the door. I know better than to change my appearance. Usually it is a friend of Master's who has come to be serviced. Master's text will tell me what I must do. This particular day the text said it would be "Bobby", and I was to treat him especially well. I opened the door, looking down at the floor, and welcomed him in.
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Bitch's Hours
11:00 AM One part of my day of serving.
Bobby was a young black man...probably not quite 20 yet, but he was big...tall and muscular, with a sharply trimmed beard. He was wearing shorts and a muscle tank top. Tufts of his equally dark pit hair pushed out from behind his muscular arms, though his chest appeared shaved.
In a single motion, Bobby slammed the door closed, slapped me across the face and ordered me to my knees. I was in position in a second, my cheek stinging.
"I don't have a lot of time, cunt, so start working on this and make it good," he ordered as he unzipped and let his slab of uncut dark black Master meat hang from his fly. I wasted no time in wrapping my mouth around the quickly enlarging cock...his head popped out from the sheath as the cock stretched to a full nine inch length. It was thick too, and as I worked it into my throat, his fat dick filled my mouth. Apparently I wasn't working quite fast enough, for Bobby grabbed the back of my head with one hand and started controlling my motions, pulling me all the way onto his now rigid shaft. That pushed his pole deep into my throat, and I struggled to take all of him.
Four rough plunges into me was all it took, and Bobby was shooting deep in me, holding my head so my lips were flush with his pubes. I could feel him emptying his seed into me, his cock pulsing with each flying jet of Master seed.
He pulled his cock out, aimed it at my head and almost instantly started pissing on me, He adjusted the torrent so it covered my body and pooled on the wood floor all around me. Without a word he turned and left, leaving the front door wide open so any passersby would see me for what I am. Another text from Master: let that piss dry on you all day, and lick the hallway floor clean, cunt.
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