Focus: Service-oriented submission; Rough fucking Patiently and nervously, I was kneeling on the floor, waiting for my Owner and his friend Mr. A to arrive. It didn’t take long for my knees to start hurting, pressed on the hard wooden floor, but I didn’t move. I kept my position as I was told by my Master. Today, I was going to be a super good girl, I promised myself. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I heard keys unlocking the door to our house. My heart was beating ten times faster immediately. Not because I was anxious, but because I was super excited to see our friend Mr. A again, as it had been a few weeks since he last visited us. His submissive Sugar, who is my beloved slut sis, was visiting her family on her own, that was why he didn’t bring her with him. Moreover, tonight was going to be a classic Boys' Night: Football, beer, card games, cigarettes, and, of course, service-Lou taking care of all of the men’s needs. “Hello, beautiful. I see you did as you were told, waiting here on your knees like a good girl. Get up, greet our guest.”, my Owner said. I smiled from one ear to the other and got up. My knees were shaking and hurting, I sighed in relief when I finally straightened them. When I approached Mr. A, he opened his arms for a big hug. While I was in his arms, kissing his right cheek, then his left cheek, he said:” Hi love. You look amazing. Mr. C already told me about your role for tonight. I’m sure we’ll have a lot of fun.”. I silently agreed by grinning and nodding my head. The men took some time to talk about things that had happened over the past few weeks, also about the training progress of Sugar and me, and play a few card games, while Master made me wait on all fours on the floor. When the football match they wanted to watch started, my Owner turned the TV on and I was finally allowed to present myself properly and get those thirsty men a drink. I love serving, it’s one of my favorite things about submission at the moment. As a little reward, Mr. A put an intense vibrator in my already dripping wet pussy, which stimulated both my clit as well as my g-spot. It kept sliding out of my tight hole, which was even slimmer due to a plug in my ass, which was driving me crazy. I was super horny at that point. Eventually, I was allowed to suck the men’s dicks alternately, while they were watching the football game. My desperate slave cunt was craving those hard cocks so fucking much at that point, it was almost unbearable. I felt intense heat rushing to my face underneath my kitty latex mask, sweat running down my body, and my pussy throbbing and aching in desperation. Finally, Mr. A decided to allow me some relief, not because of sympathy or mercy for me, but because he just felt like fucking me. The intense sensation when his huge, hard cock was pushed deep inside me, is indescribable. Waves of lust and passion rushed through my body, from my toes, up my spine to my head, and back down again, almost… yes, almost reaching a climax, but not quite, which only drove me more insane. I grabbed the couch cushions tightly, trying to get a hold of my lust, while moaning uncontrollably, pushing my pelvis towards him and massaging my tits. When suddenly, he stopped. I knew exactly why and swallowed down my disappointment and missing satisfaction, as I had already learned in my slave training. It was not about my lust, not about my satisfaction, not about my orgasm – only about the men’s. So I turned around and did what I knew he wanted and needed: Suck his dick. It didn’t take long for him to put me in a different position, so he was undoubtedly the one in control again; I was lying on my back, while he was fucking my throat. The big finale, however, was supposed to happen when I was back on my knees, thankfully receiving a big load on my slutty face. Yum. I spent the rest of the night in my cage, my masked face covered in cum, exhausted, but deeply happy.