Just some random thoughts
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Posted:Nov 28, 2015 12:41 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 7:41 am 17754 Views
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As the title suggests, this is just a few random thoughts I've been having, lol
"Too Cute to be a Sadist" - something that was actually told to me once. It brings the question to mind- What the hell is a sadist supposed to look like? lmao. I mean seriously, I know there is a specific look that most Domme's have, but even that is flexible (who the hell wants to wear nothing but corsets all day long, that shit get's to hurting at times when you are training).
I personally see CBT as an art form, especially the more extreme with needles, carving and pins. The most humorous thing that has happened to me in this area, was recently while I was at work. I sat my CBT chamber I recently received in the mail on the counter top. A gentlemen got up and quickly strolled out of the club while I was rummaging in purse for my phone.
These two things lead to my awesome CBT sub in the UK. Although it's kind of impersonal with a cam, The fun just never stops with him. I love my little masochist pin cushion <3 lol. Now if I could just stay in constant supply of raw steak, I'd be a happy Mistress....haha
I dunno what some of you other Dom/Domme's are doing out there, but apparently I'm an oddity. Why don't more of you talk more in-depthly with your subs? I've spoken with so many just here on alt who are looking for a caring Dom/Domme to work with. Someone who takes a serious interest in them on a personal level. Open communication is a very strong thing in this scene as well as any relationship, so why the hidden emotions? Why hide that you care? I dunno, seems a little silly to me. I speak with my subs about everything and anything because it creates a strong bond with that individual. I guess if you are just a hit it and quit it type then that's the type of thing you want, but in my experience my subs tend to linger around and talk to me even after months of no contact because I worked with them and talked to them on multiple levels.
One more thought, and one of my favorite phrases recently - I'm a Sadist, not a Cunt/prick/bitch/etc..
Why do I say this? Easy, a true sadist finds enjoyment not just in the pain but the pleasure the other is receiving, a prick/cunt/etc... does it for their own enjoyment and doesn't care about the other person involved....Pain and pleasure walk a fine line, and it's important to use and respect that line...
anyway....just a few thoughts while I'm self medicating with coffee. the adhd mind is a strange one at times. till next time
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A Tale of Sensual Domination and Light Bondage
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Posted:Nov 28, 2015 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 7:41 am 19296 Views
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It was a cold and wet day outside. He laid sleeping under the covers as she sat silently on the edge of the bed watching him over her shoulder. She looked at him with a loving gaze that two who love each other would only know. She looked to the window and gave a light sigh as the rain trickled down like tears on a pillow. The black cotton sheets were still stained from their nightly excursion. The pillows were thrown around and the blankets were a mess. The melted candles had hardened and there somehow one of the lubricant bottles had gotten knocked over.
She stood up and stepped over her leather corset which he had gently untied and removed. She moved through the room stepping over toys, and loose clothing and finally making it to her robe which hung casually on the door. She slipped into and proceeded to the kitchen. She started up the coffee and while she waited she thought back to last night. “
Oh,” she thought, “last night was such fun.” She pulled her robe tighter around her naked breasts as a chill shimmied up her spine.
Last night started like any other night, he came home from his job that he hated, and she was standing there waiting with a hot cup of coffee and some fresh take out from his favorite restaurant. The house had been cleaned from top to bottom, and there were candles lit and spread casually about the shelves and counter. He smiled at her with that loving smile, and no words were needed when he saw her in that outfit. That outfit he had bought last month on their anniversary. Damn did she look good in it.
She was always self conscious about her weight, she was a larger, full figured type. Her curves he could get lost in for hours. Her breasts were large, a 44 DD but they weren’t perfectly symmetrical which is what he loved. They were soft and all natural. With the outfit on, it draped those oh so loving breasts in a silky blue. Her matching panties caressed her hips, and he could see the moisture growing as she stood before him. She was his Goddess.
In no time his pants were off, the coffee was on the table, and he had her in his loving embrace. He kissed her neck and nibbled her ears, she wiggled to his touch as she grabbed his manhood which was now erect and throbbing for her. She slid her hand back and forth across his shaft loving every minute of it. The stiffness, and warmth, she remembered, was just so tantalizing to her. She slipped away from him, hand still on his growth and lead him to the bedroom. There she pushed him onto the bed and blindfolded him. She slipped out of her clothes and into just a corset she had purchased just for him.
“Now, we can really have some fun.” She remembered saying in a dominating but still sweet voice.
She crawled over the black cotton sheets she had washed earlier that day and slipped her mouth over his twitching and throbbing cock. On the night table was a little whip that had tickle feathers on one end, and rubber strips on the other. Without lifting taking her attention from him, she reached out and snatched it off the table. Deeper and deeper she took his cock into her mouth, and when she felt him getting ready to climax she stopped. She wiggled the feathers across his belly as he squirmed and began to beg for release. She climbed and sat on his waist, guiding his hands across the corset sides. He slipped from her grip and slowly untied it; gently releasing her from its confines.
In one quick motion she was on his face, rubbing her dripping wet pussy over his lips. He happily obliged while she slipped a scarf around one wrist, then another. Then, she tied him to the frame of the bed. She denied herself the first climax, and slid down his body making sure to rub the sweet juices he had created down his chest and stomach, releasing the aroma of ecstasy.
She took his throbbing cock and rubbed it gently across her glistening pussy, swirling it around her clit and then slipping it deep inside. When he penetrated his head tilted back as the sweet, tight feeling of her pussy clamped down around it, squeezing his cock in all the right places. His gentle moans making her crave him more as he started to wiggle to her touches now. She leaned forward still sliding up and down, back and forth and moving her hips in any direction she could manage, and began to nibble his neck, then biting. He winced a few times but the ecstasy she created for him just made him moan a little louder, and with wanting.
The candles flickered nearby, casting their silhouettes on the wall. She slid her hands around her breasts as she sat back up, still sliding ever up and down to a rhythm all her own. He tried to untie his hands, but she slaps his face. Hard enough to tell him no, but not hard enough to hurt him. She slides her hands down his sides as she continues to work her hips. Each finger seems like a different sensation of pleasure as her nails slowly draw themselves across his flesh.
She slides a hand over to the table again pushing the whip teaser to the side and off the bed as she grabs the lubricant. She put a generous amount into her palm and seals it back up. She rubs it around on both hands then slowly applies it to her tight little asshole. Then gently rubs his balls as she continues to move those curvy hips around and up and down his throbbing shaft.
“More, please, more” he begs to her.
She lifts up completely off and then pushes the head of his dick into her ass.
“Oh yes, please, please, MORE!” he exclaims in ecstasy.
She stops for a moment and leans forward getting close to his ear. “You want….more?” she asks teasingly.
“Yes, please oh please, more. Don’t stop”
She smiles coyly as he continues to beg for her to stick his dick in her tight ass. Then she leans forward again. “Very well, I..” she pauses playfully “going to stick your rock hard, throbbing, pussy soaked dick, in my sweet … tight…little asshole. That is what you want isn't it?”
“YES, please, please stick my dick in your ass.” He moans.
She leans back and as she does inserts the head of his dick back into her tight ass, lubricating it with her hand. She slides down it slowly, and gently.
He starts to moan falling deeper into her ecstasy she has created for him. Up and down, she slides as he tries again to wriggle free of the scarf that binds his hands above his head. She leans forward tauntingly and then slips the tie apart releasing his binds. He runs his hands over her naked body, teasing her nipples. Shifting himself up slightly, he goes to licking and sucking at her breasts, nibbling in all the right places as she does the work.
“I want to please you.” He says looking up from her breasts. “Let me please you, I crave to please you.”
She looks at him fondly and smiles. He helps her off and lays her on her legs and arms, ass cocked slightly in the air. He rubs her breasts leaning over her, and runs his fingers down her back and a then down and into her pussy. He slips his cock into her soaking wet, dripping, juicy pussy.
“In my ass” she says.
He does what she asks and slips his cock into her tight ass again. With moans of pleasure, he moves faster and faster, thrusting himself as deep as he can. She rubs her clit to the rhythm, and then he begins to cum.
“Cum for me” she teases him. “Cum in my ass for me. Fill me up till I can hold no more.”
It wasn't a request that was needed, as he fulfills her wish, and she starts to orgasm with him.
There is a heavy sigh as he pulls himself out, and removes the blindfold she had placed on him. He had been peeking anyways, and there was no point in keeping it on now. They both collapsed side by side, her head on his arm from the sweet release. Covered in the juices of their ecstasy, they fell asleep. She was still standing in the kitchen, looking out the window as the rain trickled down the glass, lost in her thoughts. He had awoken, and slipped out into the kitchen without a sound. He pushed up against her back, and gently started to nibble her ear and bite at her neck. With a sly smirk, she knew round 2 was about to begin.
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The Mistress, a Short Story
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Posted:Nov 28, 2015 12:24 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2024 7:41 am 20464 Views
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The walls were coated in black down the hallway. Candlelight was the only light to illuminate the path. There is a slight jingling of bells as he walked next his playmate. Both of them were slaves to the Mistress Fox. Each of them carried a silver tray in one hand and a drink in the other. His tray had grapes, slices of watermelon, cantaloupe, and a variety of fruits. His drink was a wine that he knew she loved. The female slaves tray carried a hot steak, with peas, and mashed sweet potatoes with a little brown sugar. Her drink was a cup of fresh brewed sun tea with a hint of lemon and mint, as well as a touch of honey. They walked with a hurried pace as they approached the bedroom of their mistress.
He kneels down and places the wine on the floor. Then with his fingers curled, he gently on the door. Then , scoops up the wine, without spilling a drop, and waits for the gentle words of his mistress.
“Come in my horny little sluts,” she says coolly.
They both enter and place the trays on the table near the bed on either side of her. She laid in the middle of the bed, covered in a luxurious, purple satin bed sheet, and nothing else. The afternoon sun was falling onto her through the window. It was about 3 pm. Her slaves stood on their respective sides. One of the Mistress’s rules was that they were not allowed to be within a few feet of each other unless otherwise stated, or the scenario was just common sense.
“Rosco, my beloved pet, why is your collar ajar?” she smiled at him coyly as she spoke.
“My collar must have shifted during retrieving your favorite fruits Mistress. May I adjust it to your liking?” he asks, his crystal blue eyes looking at her pleading for her forgiveness. His shaggy black hair was a mess, just the way she liked it, and he only wore what she chose from him that day. Today was a black leather harness, with gauntlets around his wrists. The bells were attached to his collar, and his hips so that he would jingle when he walked.
“I think I will adjust it for you Rosco. I haven’t touched you in a few days and since this tray is so brilliantly decorative as I am sure it is delicious, this is my reward to you.”
She sits up and scooches over to the end of the bed, then sits up on her knees. He’s rather short for a male, standing only 5’5”. As she sits up on the bed, she sits at eye level with him. She reaches her hands out, and firmly grips the collar. He can smell her sweet aroma of lilac perfume, and he begins to get excited, but tries to hide it. His eyes and the growing bulge where the harness presses is a dead give away though. He breathed slowly and deeply to take in all of her smell. It wasn’t a lie, he hadn’t been touched by his mistress in 5 days as a punishment for disobeying her. During playtime, he was made to stand outside and listen to the bliss and excitement that was taking place in the room. He was enjoying the smooth touch of his mistress’s fingers as they slowly inched the collar around his neck.
Feeling a little excited herself, since it was difficult for her to keep her hands off her slave just as it was for him not be touched by her, she ran both hands down his sides, slowly sliding her fingers along the edges of his harness. Slowly dragging her fingernails across his skin, she smiles as he lets out a low moan.
“I think you’ve been punished long enough Rosco, would you like to touch me?” she asks him, her eyes fierce with a tempting passion. Those hazel brown eyes had a golden, animalistic glint to them as she ran her hand over his now.
“Yes Mistress” he says without hesitation. “But, only if Mistress uses her hands over mine.”
She smiles a toothy grin. “Well now, isn’t that an unusual request. Perhaps it is your intention to please yourself more than me?”
“No Mistress, I just love your touch.” He says putting his head down.
She smiles as her hands take his firmly and slides them over her shoulders. Then, she slowly moves his rough hands down over her naked skin. He smiles a little as he slowly starts to become entranced by her softness and curves.
“Lilly, why don’t you come and join your Mistress on the bed? You've been standing there so quietly and patiently” speaks Mistress Fox in a seductive manner.
Lilly, was somewhat shorter than Rosco. She was only 5’ with long black hair. Her alabaster skin was silky smooth with some minor bruises lingering from the previous nights play with the Mistress. Her frame was a little husky for her size, but the Mistress always did have a flare for her female slaves to have a little meat on their bones. “The more to love” she’d always say when asked at the local dungeon parties. Lilly had some of the deepest green eyes for someone with black hair, almost like emeralds. For her mistress she would always wear black eyeliner, mascara, and a bright green eye shadow to make her eyes pop. Her breast was supple at a lovely 32 C; and today was wearing a rope bondage harness. Her breasts were made to stick out nipples all perky by the ropes.
Without hesitation she crawled across the sheets and kneeled next to her mistress with a perky smile. To her delight, her mistress reached one of Rosco’s hands over to her and started using his hand to fondle her left breast. Like her mistress, she too enjoyed the rough texture of muscular Rosco.
“Would my pet and slut like a paddling?” The mistress asks then as she slips a hand from Rosco and grabs his firm ass, and doing the same to Lilly who was sitting next to her.
Both Lilly and Rosco smile at each other then their Mistress and eagerly say “YES!” in a unified excitement.
Mistress Fox slides off the bed and goes over to her dark oak vanity and pulls the paddle off the top and instructs them both to bend over the edge of the bed. They do as instructed with no questions asked. Their Mistress walks over to them paddle in hand and with a light TWACK, strikes Lilly’s left butt cheek. She jumps at the initial strike with a smile. Thwack, thwack, thwack, three more strikes alternating between Lilly’s sweet fluffy ass. Lilly let’s loose a slight moan of pleasure on the third and fourth hit, to the delight of the Mistress. Standing in between them now, she strikes Rosco’s ass, alternating between cheeks as she had on Lilly. She takes a step back and begins to strike each of their cheeks at random. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Their skin slowly reddens as the hits slowly increase in intensity. The moans of Lilly and Rosco’s enjoyment slowly grow louder with each strike.
“Well, I see that my slaves are getting enjoyment from the paddling.”
“Ohhh, Yes Mistress!” Lilly let’s loose an arousing moan of pleasure.
“Well then, would you like Rosco to….FUCK… you…in the ass?” she asks slowly and forcefully.
“Yes Mistress, please, please I want to feel Rosco deep in my ass” she pleads.
“Lay on the bed, face down.”
“Yes Mistress.” Lilly says affirmatively.
“Rosco, I want you to tie Lilly down with the restraint cuffs, then cover her eyes with mask.”
“Yes Mistress” Rosco says with a slightly gruff voice.
Rosco stands up and leans to fasten the fur lined restraints. The buckles were small and his fingers were a little large for them, but he hurriedly does as he is told, taking care to not make the restraints too tight but not loose enough for Lilly’s hand to slip free. Then he grabs the mask off the night table which matched the vanity and slipped it over Lilly’s face making sure she couldn't peek. Then, went and stood next to his Mistress as instructed.
The Mistress walks over to a drawer in the vanity and pulls out a delicious purple strap-on, and some JoJo lubricant. She pulled the harness up around herself and buckled it into place. Then, she lubed up the 10 inch purple dong and then Lilly’s tight little asshole. Gently she pushes the head of the purple dildo against Lilly’s sphincter. Lilly let loose a moan and squirmed a little in the restraints. The Mistress, holding the dong in her hand, pushes a little harder and Lilly relaxes opening herself to it, and it slides gently in.
The Mistress slowly moves her thick hips in and out as Lilly starts to moan in ecstasy. The slight pricks up pain and pleasure shot shivers up Lilly’s spine as she lay unknowing of who was fucking her in the ass. Mistress Fox slowly starts to pick up the rhythm and runs her finger nails down Lilly’s soft back and across the large tattooed wings sending even more shivers up Lilly’s spine. This touch was a dead give away to who was fucking her and she let out a moan.
“Oh Mistress, fuck me harder, please!” She groans as her hot wet pussy started dripping, and her lips became wet with the sweet nectar.
The Mistress smiles and waves Rosco over. “Lilly, you have been a slave to me for 6 years as of today. So, being the loving Mistress I am, I am going to give you a present that you will never forget.”
Rosco crawls onto the bed. Mistress points under Lilly, and Rosco nods. He slips under Lilly and starts to fondle her tied breasts. The bells handing of her nipples steadily begin to jingle, then go quiet as he slips a nipple into his mouth. Mistress grabs Rosco’s harness and slips one of the buckles releasing his trapped manhood which was standing fully erect. She slips her soft, long fingers around his cock and strokes it a few times, then rubs it against Lilly’s moist, hot pussy. Lilly and Rosco both are now moaning falling deep into the playfulness and delightful sensations being inflicted on them. With one easy motion, Rosco’s thick erection was shoved deep into Lilly’s dripping wet sex. Both release a moan of pure bliss. Mistress removes her hand and places it back on Lilly’s ass as she slowly thrusts into her tight anus as Rosco slowly moves in rhythm within Lilly.
SMACK! Mistress slaps Lilly’s ass with her bare hand. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! The Mistress’s hand falls repeatedly with force making Lilly cry out with ecstasy. The heat inside Lilly’s body was at its crescendo and her breathing was becoming more rapid. Mistress pulls out the strap on from her ass, grabs Rosco’s dick with her right hand, and pulls it out right before Lilly’s climax. Lilly squirms and starts to beg.
“Please Mistress, I’m about to cum, please come back into me. Please, I want to come.” She whimpers as she squirms.
“Not yet, you don’t want to end too early now do you?”
“No Mistress” she replies with a disappointed voice behind the mask.
Mistress grabs a vibrator she had been hiding under her pillow near Lilly’s head, and turned it on. Just the sound alone made Lilly antsy. She held it up to Rosco’s throbbing and swollen balls. He let out a pleasurable yelp under Lilly. As Mistress moved the vibrator around slowly, Rosco melted into the pleasure and the bed with one of Lilly’s perky nipples still in his mouth.
“M…M….Mistress….I….I’m going to cum if you don’t s….st….stop.” He moaned out.
With a quick hand, she grabbed up Rosco’s bulging cock and slipped it into Lilly’s ass, who let out a surprised but pleased moan along with Rosco. He slowly moved his hips, which were now guided by his Mistress, as she fondled his balls to the rhythm as the vibrator still hummed in her fingers. She moved the vibrator to the hand fondling Rosco’s balls and placed it against his taint, then against Lilly’s Clit, moving it in slow circles. Alternating now between Lilly’s clit and around the pulsating Rosco.
“Mistress, can I cum please?” Lilly manages to moan.
“Do you like that thick, hard cock in your ass my little slut?”
“Yes Mistress, it’s going to make me cum.”
“Do you really want to cum?” Mistress asks toying with her.
“Yes Mistress, please….please…oooh…..pleeease, I’m about to cum, may I?” Rosco chimes in, “Her ass is so tight and slick Mistress, she’s gonna make me cum too.”
“Cum together” the Mistress says commandingly. “Cum deep in that tight, slick ass Rosco.”
Rosco speeds up the rhythm as the mistress removes the vibrator. Then his balls start throbbing as he and Lilly cum together. Rosco shooting a large load deep into her bowls, as she arches her back and releases her sweet juices all over the lower abdomen of Rosco.
After a few minutes of letting the two rest on the bed cuddled up to her and the restraints removed from Lilly, Mistress finally speaks again.
“There is a party tonight, I want you both to wear only your collars.”
“Who will be attending the party Mistress?” Rosco asked surprised with this new development since it was now 5 pm.
“Some of my beloved friends from all over the State.” She replies. “Our guest of honor will be Lilly, with a special surprise at the end of the night.”
Lilly looks at her Mistress with loving eyes. Last year she was given a wonderful party where she got to play with some of the other slaves. She had enjoyed that very much, being the giver and not the receiver.
“The party will start at 10 pm sharp. You two go get cleaned up and prepare yourselves while I sit here and enjoy the bountiful, delicious foods you've brought me.”
The two nod and slip out of the bed to go tidy their rooms, do their chores and take a shower. Out the door they jingled in unison and then parted ways to go to their respective rooms on either side of the master bedroom where they had left their Mistress.
Lilly opened the door to her room. Her third year with the mistress, she was granted to decorate her room how she saw fit and her Mistress paid for everything. The large open window had pale blue drapes that hung in a gentle cascade down the frame of the window. The walls matched with fluffy clouds and butterflies dotting them. Near the window, the wall had vines of blooming flowers painted around it, roses of various colors mostly in different stages of the blooming process. It reminded Lilly of her old childhood home which had various colored roses her mother had planted everywhere. Her bed was draped with a soft furry blanket that matched the walls, and in the middle of the floor was a shag rug that matched everything else. She had a matching vanity where she dropped her bells and removed her collar and the rope harness so she could take a shower. The private bathroom was granted to her on her second year. She swiftly turned the water on, and while waiting for the water to warm, she grabbed her favorite brush the mistress had bought her for her birthday, and brushed the long silky black hair until there were no knots at all.
The sounds of the water and the steam from its heat were enticing to Lilly. As she stepped in, she adjusted the temperature a little and felt the warm sting on her breasts where Rosco had been nibbling. She leaned gently back into the water making sure to soak her long locks and enjoying the water as it rippled over her alabaster skin. The warmth of the water reminded her of the other night when she laid with her Mistress and they both got lost in each other’s eyes. The Mistress’s warm hand running over Lilly’s cold skin and warming her as they just laid and cuddled, enjoying each other’s presence.
Rosco was in the process of showering at this point as well. His shaggy hair was getting to the point now it needed a cut, if anything to at least get the dead ends off. He knew it wouldn't be long before the Mistress would be telling him to go and have it done. He took a quick shower, dried off with a grey fluffy towel and went into his rather drab looking room. Shackles hung off the ends of his bed, whips lined the wall, and various plugs of all kinds sat on a shelf. He sighed as he drug himself through the room, the only light filling it was from the now setting sun. He missed his home, and hearing the waves crash on the beach outside of his old house. This new life was more than he had ever expected, but he loved his Mistress dearly, and wondered to himself how long he had been with her. Time seemed to have escaped him. He’d loose himself in her warm embrace, and loved falling into her beautiful eyes as she touched him lovingly.
After the two had showered, tidied their rooms and the house, they sat in the open room that had several benches and chairs. Rope had been placed to hang from the sturdy beams that held the ceiling up. They got on their knees near the Mistress’s purple velvet chair and scanned the room. The ornamental rug appeared to have been replaced by a more decorative one with swirling phoenixes on it. It was very soft to the touch. The chandelier hung dimly above the majesty of the room. The off white walls had various pictures of parties and friends of the Mistress. Rosco loved this entertainment room, especially when guests were filling it. The walls would seem to breathe to the movements of everyone and the whole house would seem to be alive.
There was a loud rapping on the door, and Rosco stood to answer it, wearing only a collar with a bowtie attached to the O ring hung from it. Lorretta, one of the Mistress’s dearest friends stood there with her arms crossed, her submissive standing close to her. Lorretta was draped in a silky blue minidress, and her submissive was in just a black vest and daisy duke black shorts. They looked ready for anything. As Rosco opened the door, Lorretta smiled at him.
“Well Rosco, aren’t you dressed well tonight” she said applauding his lack of clothing. “Where is your beautiful Mistress?”
“She’ll be down shortly Ma’am.” Rosco said. “Please help yourself to the buffet table, Mistress spared no expense to please her guests tonight.”
Loretta smiled and entered, her submissive hot on her heels. He had the look of someone extremely new to the scene, Rosco thought as he watched him almost prance through the door. No sooner had Rosco closed the door, there was another rapping. He opened it and there were 4 more people standing outside. He allowed them in, one of the girls slapping his bare bottom as she walked past. He always did love that, it took his mind off of home.
After about 20 minutes of opening the door and letting everyone pile into the room, Rosco went back to his place on his knees near the Mistress’s chair and waited quietly. The light chatter among the party goers was a pleasant change of pace. There was laughing, how are you’s, how have you been’s, and the sounds of playful slapping filling the usually eerily quiet room. The buffet table was off to the one side of the room, draped in a spider web decorated cloth. It had fruit, shrimp, drinks of alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties. Things were going smoothly.
There was a clicking coming down the hall that made everyone fall silent. Click, Click, CLICK, the footsteps grew louder. Lilly knew those footsteps. Around the corner she came, 5’8” of beauty. Black, buckled, knee high, high heels, fishnet stockings, a beautiful black and teal petticoat with a matching black and teal corset with a golden phoenix print across the front, a light grey boa wrapped around shoulders, hair pulled up into a clip, and just enough make up to accent the natural beauty of the Mistress. She stopped right in the doorway. Lilly loved the flare of her Mistress, she always dressed up beautifully for her parties. Lilly felt her heart skip a beat as everyone applauded the Mistress with loud clapping. The matching teal eye shadow added an extra flare to those fiery hazel eyes that were now looking right at Lilly.
With a simple hand motion, the applauding stopped and she waved Lilly to come join her. As was the Mistress’s custom she strode around the room and chit chatted with everyone, Lilly right next to her.
“Would Mistress like a drink?” Lilly asked sweetly.
Mistress Fox nodded in approval and Lilly quickly fetched a glass of punch for her, then went back to being silent. Once the standard formalities and greetings were out of the way the Mistress retired to her favorite chair.
“Tonight you will sit on my lap Lilly.” She said firmly.
Lilly sat down gently on the Mistress’s long legs.
“Tonight is Lilly’s 6 year Anniversary with me. She has been a dedicated slave, and a wonderful enjoyment to me. Tonight is her night, and is the reason for our celebration!” The Mistress said with everyone standing around looking at her. “Tonight I have a special gift for my dearest Lilly.” She looked down to Rosco and patted his head gently. “Rosco please tie Lilly to the ropes in the middle of the room.”
Rosco nodded. “Would you like me to fetch Lilly’s favorite mask Mistress?” he asked.
“No, Lilly will enjoy this, and I want her to see everything.” The Mistress states.
Rosco took Lilly’s hand and could feel her excitement as he tied her into the ropes. She stood there naked, legs spread as wide as they would go.
“Lilly, you told me in your first year that you would like to be part of a gang-bang. That you wanted to be used and toyed with, to be the willing devourer of sperm. A human cum dumpster. Is this what you want?“
Everyone is now looking at Lilly who, in the first time in several years being with the Mistress was blushing a deep red. With a small voice she says “Yes Mistress.”
“Then let the FUN BEGIN!” the Mistress says with a cheerful voice.
All the men move into position around Lilly. Dom’s, sub’s, slave’s and pet’s from all of the Mistress’s friends made a semi circle around her making sure to leave the open gap facing the Mistress in her chair, who had a devilish grin on her face. Two, three even four at time the men started to fondle, fuck and tease Lilly as she hung helplessly in the ropes around her wrists. One by one they came in her pussy, her anus, on her stomach, her tits, her ass, down her legs, and one guy even almost hit her in the eye.
When everyone had, had a turn with Lilly, including the females, Lilly stood quivering covered in sperm and lubricants within her restraints. At this point the Mistress stood and walks smoothly over to her.
“I hope you enjoyed that.” She says softly to Lilly.
“I did Mistress, Thank You.”
“That’s not the only gift I have for you tonight Lilly.” Mistress pulls out a paper. “You signed a contract with me, with explicit terms and understandings. Though I usually don’t use these, I did for you, as I did for Rosco. Today marks your 6th year with me. At this time, you can choose to leave or you can choose to stay. Your answer is not required until tomorrow morning. In the mean time, Rosco is going to let you down and you are to enjoy the rest of the party. I want you to go to your room, clean up, and put on the outfit I have bought for you just for tonight. It is laying on your bed. Tonight you are free to do as you wish.”
Rosco stood at the motion of the Mistress’s hand, and untied the quivering Lilly.
“Rosco, there is a special gift in your room as well. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for helping me plan Lilly’s party.” The Mistress pats them both on the head as Rosco helps Lilly to her room. Everyone is staring now.
“Why are you all staring? Have fun!” the Mistress exclaims and everyone returns to the festivities. The Mistress looks out over her friends having fun and wonders what Lilly’s answer is going to be. In the 6 years she had been with Lilly, she had become rather fond of her and mischief around her home. It was hard for her to think of continuing to go on with this life style if Lilly weren't to be by her side. Rosco was fun, but she knew he wasn't suited for this. She had left him an ocean sound machine on his bed, along with a tape of the three of them enjoying a party, the same option as Lilly to leave, and a dressy suit that she had purchased for him.
The jeers, cheering, yelps, and laughter of her guests became dull sounds around her. White noise to her thoughts. She had fallen in love with Lilly, and didn’t want her to leave. She sits, watching and waiting.
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