Mr. D finally visited again! I’ve been dripping in anticipation for days. He’s a close friend of my Owner’s, and a co-top in our dynamic… which means when he’s here, he plays with me under my Owner’s supervision. They coordinate, complement each other, build scenes together. It’s not two doms competing, it’s two sadistic minds working in sync. And I get to be the lucky, ruined center of all that attention. This time, we added something new. For the first time ever, I was allowed to see Mr. D during our session. Usually I’m blindfolded, kept in sensory darkness so I can feel more, submit harder. But tonight, my Owner gave me a hood with eye holes. I’ve served Mr. D for years, been used by him so many times… but this was the first time I actually laid eyes on him. And oh my god. He’s hotter than I expected. I got shy immediately. Like, heart-racing, can’t-look-too-long shy. I was kneeling on our spanking bench in my maid apron, nylons, and high heels, classic “ass up, face down” position, waiting quietly. When the men sat on the couch, my Owner made me get up and walk to them. Then, with my back facing them, he told me to touch my pussy and asked, “What do you feel?” “Wetness, Sir.” Of course. Then I was sent back to the bench with a little gift: my glass dildo. He told me to warm myself up while they watched Netflix — yes, seriously — and I could feel their eyes sliding to the side while I played with myself. The dildo felt cold at first, then achy in a good way. I was told to push it in as deep as I could, and warned I’d be spanked if it fell out. So obviously… I clenched hard. Eventually, I was allowed to kneel in front of the couch, plugged, dildo-deep, and absolutely soaked. I teased both of their cocks through their pants, just soft touches at first, my head spinning from how hard they already were. Then came my first humiliating task: lube retrieval. I was told to waddle upstairs and grab it without letting the dildo fall out. I could hold it with my hand, sure, but let me tell you… walking in heels with your legs tense, holding a dildo inside, looking like an overstimulated cartoon maid? Yeah. Not graceful. When I got back, I was allowed to finally let go, relax my body, and focus on what was next: a double handjob. I rarely give handjobs (I’m a sucker — literally — and my Owner has always preferred blowjobs), but apparently I was doing a good job because Mr. D told me so. And hearing praise from a man that dominant? Yeah. I melted a little. I ended up bouncing on my Owner’s cock while still stroking Mr. D’s, which was insane. My legs were burning, my head was buzzing, but I didn’t want to stop. It felt like my whole body was being used exactly how it’s meant to be. Then the blowjobs started. I took Mr. D’s cock first. He’s huge. And I used to be able to deepthroat him, but I’ve definitely lost some skill. Something I really need to work on again. I gagged, couldn’t get it all the way in. Embarrassing, but real. My Owner’s turn was next — more familiar, more controlled. I always keep one hand on the cock I’m not sucking. Multitasking like a good little toy. Eventually, I was back on the bench with the glass dildo inside me… but this time, the men joined me. I sucked Mr. D while my Owner fucked me from behind. Spit roasted, used, and soaked. I was shaking but holding on, totally blissed out from the overstimulation. And then Mr. D took His turn. He fucked me rough and deep from behind, pushing so far inside it actually hurt a little… I think he was slamming against my cervix. My head dropped forward, legs trembling, but I took it. I always take it. That’s what I’m for. And then my Owner came in my mouth while I was still getting pounded from behind. I swallowed every drop without hesitation. I was a dripping, overstimulated mess. My final reward? One last suck for Mr. D… and He came all over my mask, covering my face in warm cum. I couldn’t wipe it. Couldn’t blink. Just knelt there and took it. And smiled. Exactly the way I should. Exactly the way they like me. And exactly the way I love to be.