Wanting to Please Too Much

In this post I'll tell you about my third and last week with my Master on this visit, so it's more in the style of last week's post about the cruise, because it's all about my Master's control and our dynamic. That is, as opposed to some of the other posts in which I've shared with you about my sexual adventures. But oh my god, as I'm writing this, already from Mexican Guadalajara, I have so much to tell you about the guys that have used me here, so stay tuned, I'll tell you all about it in a couple of weeks.

Back to my Master, I was visiting him for a week. Then we went on the gay cruise together and then I stayed at his place for another week. I know from past experience that it would usually get too much to bear after 10 days, but he encouraged me, and I had hoped that the break in the middle with the cruise would make a difference. It didn't, because as you know from my last post, the cruise itself added some stress.

What made things especially difficult was that I had tons of work, thanks to a big project that I recently got, after I'd booked my travels to visit him. In my defense, I couldn't get to it while on the cruise, not just because I wanted to have fun, but he'd given me a hard time, a really hard time, anytime that I was away from our joint activities at the pool, dinner or shows, though somehow he didn't remember it that way.

Pardon me for getting all that out of my system. Let's talk about my responsibilities. So although I was hoping for more understanding from my Master, I can acknowledge that he was trying to cut me some slack. But I was under his roof and I was expected to pull my weight and at least do some chores every day. If you can believe it, my therapist actually told me that indeed, there's no point in complaining about chores, because we'll always have chores around the house. Plus, I definitely don't want to be a freeloader. I was actually doing chores, even though I got sick at the end of our cruise. Seems like that's unavoidable in a gay cruise, even though I wasn't sleeping around much.

Anyway, back at his place, I'd wake up every day before him and make him breakfast. The truth is I wake up before him anyway as I'm older by a few years. More on that age play thing next week! After he'd leave for work, I'd stay and get to my own work, though there was lots of laundry to do, especially considering I need to wash all the sheets and curtains every time I visit him. Some cleaning was expected too, though not too much thankfully. As much as I'd like to have time to do more.

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