tiny_titties's blog post - Pay for Pla, pt 2

The dynamics changed from me being their guest to me being their slave. I was to arrive on Friday afternoon, go to my guest room, put on my collar, remove my clothes, and stay that way until I left Sunday noon.

It was strange to leave myself at the door like that, and become… that. 100% sex object. To be used, then serve them until they were ready to use me again.

I served their every need- she directed me to cock worship him- suck him, fuck him, and yes, let him take my ass. Especially that. She didn’t allow him that herself, so that was something she really enjoyed watching him do to me. A few times she had me watch them fuck, then I was to lick clean her dripping pussy.

I trusted them to stay within my limits, but ultimately, I put myself in their control. They always considered my needs and desires to make my experience serving them fulfilling; however, it was clear I was theirs, and didn’t question them. So when they said they were inviting a lifelong family friend, and they asked me if I objected, I answered almost without thinking: of course not.

That Saturday night, when the doorbell rang, I answered it, naked, of course. He was tall, mid 50’s, salt and pepper hair, in good shape. He looked me up and down, then ignored me for the next half hour. As if I wasn’t worth him time. He talked to my owners as I served them drinks, then finally asked me what my name was. When I told him, he told me to come closer, next to his chair. Then he fingered me to orgasm. He had me lick his hand clean, then she told me to give him a blowjob, while everyone watched.

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