This morning when my Master woke up, he found me hugging him and with my hand on his cock. He woke me up by caressing my tits and squeezing my nipples, which made me open my eyes and give him a good morning kiss. I started to gently caress his cock and little by little it got harder. My Master indicated with a look that I should give him a good blowjob. I started sucking it with enthusiasm while he continued to play with my tits and nipples. After a while, my Master unloaded his semen on my face and mouth, his slutty mouth. He ordered me to go to the bathtub and, without cleaning his semen from my face, sit there waiting for him to come. While I was thinking about how comfortable I felt by my Master's side, as his faithful and servile maid, as his submissive woman and his slut slave and prostitute, my Master came into the bathroom, approached me, and started pissing on his slave, marking another day of his property. He aimed directly at my face and his urine slid all over my body, while ordering me to play with his urine and rub my hands all over my body so that no part of my body would remain unimpregnated with my Master's urine and unmarked by it. When he finished, he got ready to shave while ordering me to shower and go prepare his breakfast while he showered and finished getting ready.

I showered and dressed in the maid's uniform, with stockings and high heels. I went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for my Master and Macho, coffee, toast with jam, and natural juice. For myself, I prepared a couple of pastries, a coffee, and a juice. When he arrived at the kitchen, I had already had breakfast and served him coffee, hot and steaming. He sat down and, while having breakfast, gave me instructions on what I had to do at home while he went to work. I bid him farewell at the door with a kiss on the mouth, and suddenly he turned me around, put my hands on the door, lifted the skirt of my dress, and, as I was without panties, as he liked me to be at home in my maid's dress, he left my ass in the air. He took the whip that was always hanging on the coat rack in the entrance hall and gave me ten lashes on each buttock. When he finished, he hung up the whip, lowered my skirt, turned me around, and, looking at my face while forcefully squeezing my nipples, told me that he had done this so I wouldn't forget everything he had told me to do, since the day before he had left me something to do. When he finished, I took his hand, kissed it, and gave him a new goodbye kiss on the mouth.

When I closed the door, I leaned against it, and tears started to fall, but not because of the pain from the lashes, but because I hadn't fulfilled his orders well the day before.

While my Master and Macho were out of the house, I got ready to tidy everything up. I cleaned the kitchen, did the bathroom, the bedroom, and swept and mopped the entire floor. When I finished, I showered again, put a plug in my cunt, and dressed in a tracksuit...