His Mothers Diary
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An Alpha Subbe’s Diary
Dear Journal,
Dom has bought me this book to pour out my thoughts and activities so W/we can sort and better understand myself. He will read these pages back to Himself whenever He wants to. Today I whipped His beta subbe with a determination to make her cry. I enjoyed hurting her but not because I’m a sadist or even dominant. As the alpha subbe, Dom had commanded me to hurt her good and nothing is more important than pleasing Him. He watched the scene while sitting on the couch. He was sitting back and I think He liked how I was handling her. I beat the pain slut that was bent over before me harder but was frustrated because she was moaning out in pleasure.
So with that I slapped her face. A gag was covering a part of her cheek but my hand made good contact with it. But I know that the only thing that would truly upset her would actually be the LACK of pain, not infliction of it.
Me, I fear most pain. Dom only needs to pinch me to snap me into action. I exchanged the short whip in my hand with a riding crop and took out the gag. I sat on the beta’s back and hit her. That made her crawl around on the floor on shaky, bare hands and knees and stop before Dom as I ordered. I had her kiss each of His shoes in tribute then lick them clean. I think Dom really liked that initiative I took and that put me on cloud 9. I loved our play this evening and I profusely thank Him for blessing me with it.
Much more to come.
Dear Journal,
Today I had the beta cook a full breakfast for Dom: scrambled eggs, Canadian bacon, Belgian waffles, and freshly-squeezed grapefruit juice. As I instructed, she set it up beautifully on His serving tray, though I was the one who presented it to our Dom. I was the one who refilled His juice glass and drizzled more fudge on His waffles whenever He wanted it. Dom was very pleased and complimented me on the breakfast. And knowing of the beta’s participation, He summoned her to the bed and commended her, too. Of course, this went straight to her head and she just glowed while curtsying.
In the evening, Dom sat in His bedroom chair as we tried on all of our nicest outfits for Him. Dom liked me in a sexy red tube dress and the beta in her red empire dress. He had us slick our hair back and step into identical red pumps. We looked like His fraternal twins. We then helped Him into His two-piece black suit and red tie. I had gone to the florist earlier and gotten a red rose for Him. Feeling generous, I gave the beta the honor of securing it to His jacket’s lapel. I hope Dom was pleased by my selfless action. I do know the beta DEFINITELY was.
Dressed to the nines, W/we went out to this popular Rhythm & Blues club in the city. Before W/we even got into the place, people were staring at U/us. And many guys gave my Dom mean glares all evening. They were angry, jealous of Him, and confused. They didn’t understand why they couldn’t have two devoted, loving females in their company, too. Me and the beta got Him drinks and refills, we hung on to His every word with awe, and He slow danced with each of us on the floor. It was so much fun and I thank my honorable Dom for such a magical night.
Dear Journal,
Me and the beta were in bed earlier with our Dom competing to suck His Dick the best. He sat propped up under the silk-covered pillows, relaxed as we eagerly served Him, trying our best to please. The beta opened her mouth and tried to swallow His large, beautiful Tool whole but gagged before she could. She tried to make up for it by sucking hard on the way up, then started to lick His Head. I became enraged as Dom halted her actions. Each of us only had one chance to suck It the best we could before it was the other girl’s turn. Neither could cheat by doing anything extra like licking or kissing It. So I was mad not only because she had cheated, but because our Dom’s Dick grew bigger and jerked in pleasure from it. I brooded jealously and when she lifted her head up, I had the incentive to outdo her. I took Him in my mouth without the help of my hands and managed to fit His eight inches entirely into my mouth. His swollen Head entered my throat but I never choked on It. Just as smoothly as I took Him in, I sucked Him off without a hitch.
Then Dom commanded me to do that again. I can’t put into words how victorious I felt with the order. I obeyed as my pussy throbbed and I savored Dom’s delicious Flavor once more. When I finished I could see an insecure expression on the beta’s face.
Then Dom took a hold of my head and the beta’s and pushed our faces down into His lap. That made sucking His dick into a free-for-all. Me and the beta really began competing for chances to take Him in our mouths. We were like starving dogs over a big dish of chow, loudly tonguing, suckling, and slurping Him up. She began sucking on His Head while I licked the Shaft up and down. Then she licked His Balls while I blew Him as if my life depended on it. I desperately hoped that He was enjoying our concerted efforts. Soon, He was ejaculating high and heavy, and me and the beta fought to lick all of His precious Cum up. Within seconds He was clean, and we were patting the sweat from His face with cool towels.
Dear Journal,
Today my Dom had to teach me a new lesson in discipline. It started yesterday, when He told me to sort through the laundry before bedtime so that the beta could take the loads to the Laundromat this morning. I took a nap yesterday evening, though, which actually lasted the full night. This morning the clothes still hadn’t been sorted on time and Dom was irate. I bowed and profusely apologized to Him, but He wouldn’t trust me to correct my failure. Dom instead took His huge wooden paddle and brutally thrashed me with it. I cried despite myself. My buttocks stung and burned so badly, but I know that I deserved it for being so careless about my responsibilities. I should’ve done the task before my nap. I was tired and should’ve known that I might sleep the whole night.
After the spanking, Dom pulled out two boxes of plastic wrap. Dread rose in me but I couldn’t object to what I knew was warranted. He began at my neck, wrapping the plastic around it and winding it down and over my body. It was tight, but not so tight that I couldn’t properly breathe. He stopped at my lower abdomen and while my hands were still free, my arms were pinned against my torso. Then Dom started a second sheath beginning around my hips which encircled down to my knees. When He was finished, He told me that if I ever thought serving Him was hard, this would prove me wrong.
I had to do all of my regular tasks in this mummification. Being encased in all of the plastic was HOT. My limbs fell asleep eventually and went painfully numb. And saying that I could barely walk would be the understatement of my life. I felt like a mermaid on land, trying to use her tail as legs. I know how stupid I must’ve looked- not only because I felt that way, but because the beta was visibly trying to control laughter as I shuffled and wobbled across the floor and ate my meals with my mouth alone (as my arms couldn’t be lifted). I was so humiliated and felt so dumb. When the beta could no longer control it and she giggled at me, Dom slapped her face in anger and berated her.
I have learned my lesson well. And I do hope I can make up my carelessness to Dom.
Dear Journal,
Dom watched me and the beta tease and play with each other for a while. Every so often He would join in to caress or taste one of us. He stuck a finger inside my canal and then smoothed my juices on the beta’s lips like it was gloss. I thought He was going to have me lick it, but instead He sucked and kissed the juices away. As their lips locked and tongues caressed, I had a surreal feeling. Seeing my Dom and His beta exchanging my juice was euphoric and mesmerizing. I can honestly say that I had never felt more of a connection to the both of T/them. Of course I had a complete affinity to our Dom, but I mean as a trio, I still hadn’t felt like O/our m?nage a trois was very ambrosial until then. He stroked me and got some more of my juice and re-moistened the beta’s lips. He smoothed some on His own lips and T/they pressed and caressed their sticky mouths together. They then began to tongue-kiss and heavier stirring and contractions occurred between my legs. What I was seeing was better than any porn movie I had ever sat through. I watched T/them passionately make out. All of their kissing and licking and rubbing had me as hot and aroused as T/they no doubt were. Dom lifted the beta up and placed her on her back. She wrapped her legs around His waist and after sliding into her, He began to stroke her. They shared moans and kisses and sweet-talk as the bed springs squeaked beneath His bouncing. As I watched, I wanted to stroke myself to relieve my arousal, but wouldn’t without Dom’s permission.
He looked at me and said to lay down next to the beta. I did and He slid into me and began to stroke me thoroughly. His entry was easy and caused the delicious contractions I was having to throb more aggressively. Dom then withdrew from me and smoothly entered the beta again. And He kept switching between us to make love about every minute. Whenever He was between my legs and kissing me, it was pure bliss, and I ached for Him to return when He was with the beta. I grabbed His Buttocks as my vagina’s contractions became closer and closer and more outrageous. Then I experienced the ultimate contraction and whimpered out shrilly. My nipples went rock-hard. Dom had me spent and euphoric and I just continued to lay there as He and the beta continued to make love. I drifted off to sleep while T/they did. When I woke up a little while later, Dom’s cold, drying Cum was all over my face and in my hair. He had shot on my and the beta’s faces, but I had slept through it all. They laughed at me when I woke up. I was feeling foolish but I was still feeling great.
Dear Journal,
This evening W/we went to a play party that Dom had been invited to. It was a private affair. Me and the beta helped Dom take a shower and she assisted me as I shaped His pubic hair with a razor and cream. This is one of my favorite things to do for Dom, I just enjoy it so much. Like always, He told me to make sure His pubic patch was even all around. I always do. I’m not bragging, I just pay close attention to what I’m doing when it comes to grooming Him. Then we shaved off the little stubble on His face and brushed His hair.
After being dressed, Dom told the beta to help me get ready. She sat on the toilet lid while I showered. When I stepped out of the tub, she wrapped me in my huge fluffy towel. I dried off and she took it away, then handed me all of my stuff as I needed it: my powder and perfume, my underwear, my makeup, my comb and brush, and stuff like that. I took all of my rollers out and left them piled in the sink while I styled my hair. I always made a total mess in the bathroom preparing myself and helping Dom. And in the old days I alone had to clean it all up. Now the beta has to do it, thankfully!
At the party, we sat with Dom as He spoke with the host and another dominant. The host was obviously impressed with the beta, it was the first time he was seeing her. My Dom nodded and said that she was very special to Him. He told the beta to show the other two what made her so special. Shyly, she parted her thighs and pulled back her short skirt to reveal her huge clitoris. Her head was lowered and I felt compassion for her. Dom caressed her face and told her that she had nothing to be shy about, that she was beautiful and He was very proud of her.
There were about two dozen or more people at the party. Most of them were dominants and their collared sub/bes. Me and the beta stayed close together. Dom allowed us to mingle and have pi?a coladas. I didn’t like any of the music that was playing but of course couldn’t say a thing to the host. I chatted with a few females, but of course none of the males. Dom forbids me and the beta to even look into another man’s eyes without His explicit permission, even if they identify as subs.
Several couples performed public scenes in the large living room. My favorites were the Dommes and subs. I’m in no way a Domme myself, but strangely I like to see that sort of play over M/f. Dom says it’s because it’s so foreign to me, like a ‘man bites dog’ thing. Maybe. I think it’s more visually entertaining.
Eventually, a male dominant asked Dom if he could rent the beta for the weekend for a reasonable sum of money. Dom told him that He didn’t rent us out. That’s a principle that He has etched in stone, and it’s one of the reasons why I serve Him. So then, I watched the dominant as he beckoned for his slave. She was quite attractive and appeared very eager to please her master. She wore nothing but a leather corset that pushed up her big breasts and bikini panties. She was in garter stockings but was barefoot. The dominant offered a temporary trade with my Dom, but He still wasn’t interested. The dominant then got an attitude. He had the nerve to say that men like my Dom were greedy for not wanting to share! This guy was obviously such a wannabe. He probably wasn’t even a dominant, just an jerk. It’s sad but many people mistake the two. The differences are vast! Well, Dom of course struck back that any dominant who wants another’s collared sub/be is the greedy one. And any dominant who rents out a sub/be is even greedier. Of course, He said it in a calm fashion, but matter-of-factly. The dominant just rolled his eyes. Other people were looking and listening. The mood was kind of spoiled after that. It wasn’t a great party, anyway. One positive thing is that by the end of the night, me and the beta felt all the more cherished by our Dom!
Wynona
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