2 comments/ 17149 views/ 4 favorites At Your Service Ch. 01 By: incorrigiblesatyr I am your servant, your pet, your slutboy. At the moment, I am kneeling in my place in the corner of your bedroom, my ass resting on my heels. As is your desire, I wear only the loincloth that you gave me – a piece of deep violet satin that spans only the distance from the axis of one thigh to the axis of the other and held to my waist with a bright pink satin sash. At the hem in the front, the cloth is embroidered in bright pink lettering "Her toy." I obediently wait for your signal as you take a few minutes to yourself. You are sitting at your vanity, clothed only in a light cream colored silk robe patterned with pink and violet flowers. I steal a glance at you. From my place, I can see your reflection in the mirror, not your eyes, so I know that I am safe from being caught. I discreetly watch your hand move as it brushes out your long, lovely hair. In your reflection, I see the smile on your lips as if your mind is far away in thought, the soft skin of your neck as it flows into your shoulders and upper chest, and the rise of your beautiful breasts left partially exposed by your silky robe. As always, I am intoxicated by your beauty and your sexual aura. My mind is filled with memories of our experiences, further heightening my devotion to you. Your mind returns to the moment, leaving your daydream behind. You put the brush down and softly snap your fingers. Hearing your signal, I place my hands on the floor and crawl toward your seat. When I reach you, you motion for me to stand up, saying "Finish brushing my hair, pet. My arm is getting tired." Taking the brush from your hand, I begin slowly at your scalp and brush through the length of your tresses, making sure that I cover all of your soft, auburn locks. Your eyes close again as the gentle caress of my brushing relaxes you. Soft purrs of contentment escape your throat from time to time while I brush. As I complete my 100 strokes of your hair and set the brush down, you smile and whisper, "pet, I am so tense. My shoulders feel so tight. Take care of that for Me." I smile and feel my cock start to twitch a bit beneath the thin satin fabric. Just the thought of contact with your skin sends a tingle through my body. I gently gather your hair up and lay it over your left shoulder, then bring my hands to your shoulders, slowly working my fingers into your shoulder muscles. My thumbs press into the muscle at the base of your neck and I feel the knotted tissue below the surface. You moan softly as my thumbs work at the tense flesh. My hands continue, and as they work on your muscles, your robe spreads open a bit more, exposing your full breasts to the edge of your areole and your torso from your throat to your navel. As I steal another glance of your face in the mirror, I also see the newly increased exposure of your skin and my cock throbs noticeably – so noticeably, that it discreetly rubs against your upper back with each pulse. The sensation of my hardened cock, through my loincloth and your robe, on your upper back breaks your massage induced trance and your eyes open, looking into the mirror to see the lustful look in my eyes as I am glancing down on your skin. Slowly, you spin in your swivel chair to face me as my hands fall away from your body. As you complete your turn, your long luscious legs extend along each side of my body. You extend your arms, your hands reaching the exposed skin of my outer thighs. As you slide your hands toward my hips, my cock continues to throb and I can feel the constant release of wetness from the slit. Your hands slide from my hips, over my tight stomach and meet at my navel. Your form a diamond with your fingers as the thumbs and forefingers from each hand meet, the remaining fingers splayed across my torso. Slowly, you slide your hands down the front of my body, pressing the satin cloth against my cock, until you have smoothed the cloth against me, the form of my engorged cock tightly sheathed in violet satin. As you continue to apply pressure, a darker spot appears in the satin where it is molded to my cock head. Your eyes narrow a bit as the lust builds within you. Your hands move from my groin to my wrists, then your fingers slide to my hands, palm against palm, you entwine your fingers in mine. A gentle pull of your arms encourages me to lower my body toward yours. Your guide my face toward your shoulder so that you can whisper in my ear "My pet, you make me boil inside...you will have your release, but first I need mine." At your command, I turn my face slightly and kiss the curve of your skin where your neck meets your shoulders. Your hands release mine and return to my loincloth, sliding slowly over my cock and balls. My mouth and tongue slowly explore your upper chest, kissing and licking your skin, as my mouth moves toward the swell of your breast. Moving slightly lower, my face becomes buried in your cleavage, my eyes close and I pause for a moment to inhale your scent. By now, my hips have moved slightly further from you, so that only your fingertips can graze over the tip of my throbbing cock. My mouth moves to one nipple, sucking it between my lips and flicking its growing hardness with my tongue. After teasing it a bit, my tongue circles its hardness fully wetting your nipple. I can feel your skin contract as the air hits your now wet skin. I bring a hand up to cover that nipple with my palm as my lips slide from one breast to another, leaving a trail of my saliva as I find the other nipple and tease it gently. Your arousal builds and you slide your ass forward in the cushioned seat as far as it will go. Your shoulders lower until they are even with the top of the seat back and you lay your head back on the surface of the vanity. Your hands slide up my chest, past my shoulders, and your palms come to rest on the top of my head. Without saying a word, your hands apply slight pressure to the top of my head, indicating your desire to me. Under your hands, my face slides between your breasts, and over your flat stomach toward your navel. As my face is gently forced lower, my chin splits the V formed by your robe and then catches on the loosely tied sash holding it around you. You push my head still lower, toward your thighs, and the movement causes my chin to completely loosen the sash and your robe falls open, exposing your smooth, clean shaven womanly core to me. I lower myself to my knees in front of you. As my body lowers, you slide your legs to my shoulders, the backs of your knees resting just above my shoulder blades. I slide my hands along the outside of your thighs, cupping your ass, as I bring my lips to your soft sex, kissing slowly from the top of your slit and moving my mouth deeper between your legs. You briefly allow the tease, as your tension builds. I reach lowermost end of your lips and then extend my tongue, sliding it between your outer lips to touch your wetness. As my tongue begins sliding into your, your fingers slide to my scalp grabbing handfuls of my hair. At once, your calves and heels press into my back as you pull my head into your crotch by my hair and thrust your hips toward me, grinding your pussy into my face the need for release now taking control of your body and your body taking control of mine. You use the fistfuls of my hair to control my head, pushing my head away then jerking it into your wetness. My tongue fucking your pussy mercilessly. After what seems like minutes of that, you hold my head against your pussy and pull up slightly, positioning my mouth over your clit as you hiss between your clenched teeth..."SUCK." My hands pull your ass toward my face, causing you to relax your death grip of my hair. I suck your clit into my mouth and over my teeth, nibbling gently. My fingers grip into your ass cheeks, spreading them as I pull you into my face. Your hips writhe in my grasp, fucking into my face as I suck your clit. Your wetness now coats my lips, my chin and my cheeks as your thighs close around my head, holding me tight against your cunt. One hand releases your ass and I stab two fingers into your wetness, in and out, in and out as I moan into your clit. Feeling your tension rising, I withdraw my fingers and add a third, stabbing them back into you and spreading them as my mouth works your clit like a miniature cock. Pulling your ass into me, grinding my face into your clit, thrusting my fingers into your slit, feeling your hips buck against me, your heels digging into my back, the waves come over you and your body convulses as the orgasm consumes you. I continue sucking your clit, feeling wave after wave send tremors through your body. I continue until I feel your heels slide up my back to my shoulders, then your legs extend, pushing me away from you and onto my back on the floor. As I lay back and close my eyes, one hand slides over the now wet satin loincloth and the other moves to my face, wiping your juices from my cheeks. Licking my hand clean, it is my turn to purr. Your eyes open as you recover from your orgasm and you see me lying on the floor at your feet, my loincloth stained by my wetness. A shiver runs through my body I feel your foot sliding up the inside of my leg. My body responds to your touch and I spread my legs for you, my knees rise as I place the soles of my feet in the soft carpet and slide my heels toward my ass. Your foot slides down my inner thigh and comes to rest on my cock. My hands move to hold your foot, but you'll have none of that – "Hold your hands together above your head! Now close your eyes!" you command me. I do as you direct, my brain concentrating on the sensation of your foot rubbing over my cock. The ball of your foot slowly pushes up the length of my hardness and then slides back down toward my balls. I feel your toes press against my cock head, and my cock throbs – slowly pulsing more precum from my slit, increasing the wet spot in the satin cloth. Wanting more, I gyrate my hips under your foot, trying to hump my cock against you. Seeing my movement, you pull your foot back. Needing more stimulation, I open my eyes and sit up, reaching for your foot. "Back down!" you command, the sternness in your tone reminding me of my place. "Close those eyes again and extend your hands. Grab the footboard of my bed and don't let go of it!" I quickly obey your direction and my hands wrap around the wooden dowels that support the hoop footboard on your bed. I hear you rustling about in the drawer of your vanity, but I force myself to keep my eyes closed, not wanting to anger you for fear that further disobedience will cause you to deny my pleasure. After a few moments, I hear you moving again and then feel you closing the cuff around one wrist, passing it through the footboard and securing my other wrist. I feel you straddling my body and lowering yourself on to my chest as you slide the blindfold over my eyes. As you sit on my chest, I feel your still sticky inner thighs against my ribs and your wetness on my chest. You lean down and whisper in my ear – "I really need you to be still and relax – this could hurt you if you're too tense." With that, you slide forward as you lift your body from mine, brushing your pussy over my mouth as you stand up. I lay motionless, waiting...no hoping...that your touch will soon resume. My cock is throbbing in anticipation. I hear you moving about your room, drawers and doors opening and closing as you prepare yourself to use me. You finally return and kneel just past my raised knees. Placing your hands on my ankles, you lean forward and mouth at my cock through the satin loincloth. "mmmmmfuck," you purr as you taste my precum from the fabric. "You're so tasty, you really should try some of this," you tease. For a moment, your hands release my ankles and slide up my calves and then down the inside of my thighs. The sensation of your gentle touch causes my cock to throb. "Let's see what you have for me here," you say coyly as you slide your hand over the bulge and then slip one hand under the cloth, barely grazing my skin. A moan escapes my lips as I feel your skin over mine. As your one hand slides over my shaft, I feel the other hand pulling the satin fabric free from the belt keeping it to my body. The fabric extends between my legs and you examine the large wet spot there, caused by my near constant flow of precum. Your palm slides up my shaft as you pinch my cock head between your first and second fingers. My stream of precum coats the V formed by your two fingers and you bring your fingers to my lips, lean forward, and whisper one word into my ear "Lick!" My tongue extends and flickers over your fingers, cleaning my wetness from them. You back away from me for another moment, telling me that you'll be right back to finish me, but that you need just a couple more things before you're ready. In a moment, you return and place a bar between my ankles, clasping the cuff at each end of the bar around my leg just above the ankle. The bar holds my feet about 30" apart, which spreads my thighs wide enough to expose my ass to you. The next sensation is a cool, almost cold, wetness dripping below my balls and between my ass cheeks, followed by your hand massaging the wetness over my anus. As you work the lube into me, I feel your finger push past my tight pucker, causing my cock to throb. You slowly slide your finger in and out, and then push a second finger into me, working your fingers against my sphincter. You whisper in my ear "relax baby, you need to loosen up a little," as you spread your fingers and further loosen my muscle. After working my ass with your fingers for a few minutes longer, you shift your body so that you are straddling my chest, in somewhat of a 69 position. You seem to be tending to something as I feel that you are sitting up, rather than leaning down toward my cock. I feel a short stream of liquid get squirted onto my cock and then hear a soft squishing sound, then feel your body lower as your lovely breasts engulf my now lubed cock. You rock back and forth slowly, teasing my cock with your tits to distract me as you line your toy fuckspear up to my slutass. Continuing your tit fuck of me, you push the head of your lubed up toy cock past my tight muscle – I scream a bit as I feel my ass invaded by the large rubber cock. "Shhhhhh!" you command as you sit back, lifting your tits from my cock and pressing your ass over my face. "I don't want to hear any screaming back there!" you command and slide your hips back until your clean shaved pussy covers my mouth. "Put your mouth to good use while I fuck you hard, my slut." Leaning forward, you slowly, but steadily, press the large cock into my ass until I have taken its full 10". The thing feels to be 2" wide and my ass is completely filled by the object. It must have some kind of handle on the end, because after you allow me a minute to adjust to the invasion, you begin thrusting it in and out – slowly at first, a couple of inches out, then back in to the hilt...then increasing the stroke, pulling it so that only the head remains in me and then slamming it back home. You continue your assault on my ass as your lovely tits and now lubed cleavage rub the underside of my cock, bringing me closer. My tongue presses into your pussy, tasting you again. You grind back on my mouth as your writhe your upper body over my cock and ram the fat fuckstick into my ass. I feel myself nearing a black out as I get lightheaded from the sensations – your pussy grinding against my face, your tits fucking my cock, and your toy fucking my ass. I feel my eyes begin to water as the sensation builds deep in my cock and my ass. Your pace increases as my tongue presses into your clit as your increase the pace of your hips humping my mouth. My orgasm overtakes me and my cock explodes sending streams of cum into your cleavage. You lean back and wrap your fingers around my cock, guiding my jets over your tits. I cry out against your pussy, the vibrations of my moans hitting your clit and pushing you over the edge once more. Our bodies writhe together as the climax runs through us. After a few moments, the waves subside and we come to a calm rest. With that, you slide the rubber cock from my ass, and then turn your body on top of mine. Our mouths meet in a deep passionate kiss and our tongues play. You then slide forward, my face slipping into your cleavage as you whisper "clean me up, slut." I dutifully lick my cum from your cleavage, your breasts and your nipples. You release me from my bonds and then say "Let's get cleaned up and get ready for the party." My knees buckle at the thought. At Your Service Ch. 01 "Master...time to get up sir!" That was what greeted Nick at this early hour of the morning. Nick is the son of a wealthy real estate mogul and to say the least he was a bit of a loner but not by choice! Nick was the kind of guy that loved to go out and do things despite the fact that his father was a bit..."overprotective" sounds about right to describe the guy. To say the absolute least Nick liked to meet new people and experience new things but he was almost always told "No" by his father and for what reason was never explained. Oh but today was going to be different for sure! Why you ask? Well you see Nick's father put in an ad for another maid to come work at the mansion. Nick thought this was a bit excessive considering they already had two on the payroll and he believed that was enough but his father overruled him. To make it more interesting NICK was going to be the one doing the interviews! As Nick got showered and changed into his "street clothes" that were laid out for him by one of the maids the young man walked out of his room and down the stairs towards his study where he got to do the interviews. The first set of applicants that came in were a good lot of people and Nick liked them all but for some reason ,be it stubbornness or not caring, he told all of the applicants that had walked in that he wasn't going to be hiring them because "He didn't think they'd need a third anytime soon". Factually speaking...he was rejecting them simply to piss his father off! This is the way it went all morning and for a little bit after lunch until one fateful knock at the door of the mansion... [KNOCK KNOCK] "I got it!" called out one of the maids as she opened the door to the mansion and on the other side of that door stood a young man about Nick's age(Which for the record is 24) ,long brown hair that cascaded down his back and a very petite frame. The maid snapped out of her reverie and finally spoke up to the gentleman. "H-hello there. May I help you?" The maid asked and the young man smiled sweetly before speaking. "Well hello my friend" He began "my name is James and I'm here about the ad that was in the paper." James explained and the woman nodded and escorted the applicant to the study where she opened the door and introduced the gentleman to Nick. "Nick I have someone here about the position that was in the paper." The woman explained and Nick looked up and gestured for the person to come in. When Nick saw whom it was he was awestruck by a few things: First was the fact that it was a guy but second was how drop dead GORGEOUS he was! After telling him to have a seat and asking for the door to be shut Nick began the interview. "So let's see here...it says here that you have prior experience working as a secretary at a law firm and a temp as a clerk in a courthouse. Is this all correct?" Nick asked and James nodded politely before Nick continued "I'm not going to ask you why I should hire you because I think just from these two jobs you did prior you are plenty qualified but I think my bigger question is...why apply to be a maid? Wouldn't you be happier working somewhere that is a little bit more of a challenge?" Nick asked and he was about to be floored by his applicant's answer. "Sir I am fully aware of my qualifications and experience and that they may not be 'typical' for a maid. I'm applying because I've been by here before just seeing its beauty on the outside and thought that it would be a good challenge and exercise to work here for you and your father." James explained and Nick didn't argue with him except now he had one more question for him "You ARE aware that we don't have a Men's maid outfit right? Essentially you'd have to wear a woman's outfit and I don't know how comfortable with that you are," Nick explained and James calmly answered his question. "I have a boyfriend sir and I've dressed up for him before...even when I haven't wanted to." He explained and when Nick heard the "boyfriend" part he immediately knew what he was dealing with but didn't say anything about it. It wasn't his business what the sexuality of the employees was just as long as they did what was asked of them. "Very well..you'll start immediately!" Nick said without much hesitation and to the delight of James as he turned and walked out the study door with Nick whom then told Lisa to go get a uniform for their newest hire. When Lisa found out that Nick hired a man as the third at first the idea of questioning his judgment came into her head but thought better of it and showed him to his room. When the two got there Lisa let him put his things down and told him that she'd be back with his uniform as soon as possible. A little while later and Lisa returned with not just his uniform but also instructions on taking him to Nick's room afterwards. When Lisa left the room James quickly changed into the uniform as if he had done that once or twice before! After finishing he went with Lisa to Nick's room and again after bringing him to the room of her master she left the two alone and this time the conversation got a little more..."serious" we'll call it. "So.." Nick began "can you tell me about this boyfriend that you have? What's he like? What does he do? Does he treat you well? You know...the kinds of things that pop up into one's head when something like this comes up." Nick asked and apparently the last part kind of saddened James for some reason and Nick knew something was on his mind. "James..James look at me." Nick gently told his new hire as he escorted him over to the couch and sat him down before trying again. "James you can talk to me about anything that goes on in your life my friend. I want to make sure that you know that...okay?" He asked a little firmer and James looked into his boss' eyes before speaking in a quiet manner. "He's not a very good person sir." James began "I've had boyfriends before this guy and they were all a lot nicer than this one is!" James said starting to get a little more pissed off as he went on "This guy that I'm with now is a no good ,lying ,two-timing ,son of a BITCH that should be gelded!" James screamed and Nick did his best to console his new hire as he pulled him in close to embrace him and assure him that everything was all right. "Its okay now James. You're here now and no one is going to hurt you here. I just have one question if you don't mind..." Nick was cut off as James knew instantly what the question was going to be. "I'm still with him because there are very few people that I know that will accept me for what I am and what I do. If it wasn't for that I would have dumped his ass a long time ago in a galaxy far far away!" James screamed into the chest of Nick and it killed him to hear that. Nick is in no way a prejudice man and he wanted to help out his friend but he also knew that it was something that was going to have to be worked out between those two. He just hoped that nothing bad was going to happen in the interim. Later that night while Nick was in his room finishing up some work on the computer James came back into his room but this time dressed in one of the dresses that he packed before he came and showed it off to his boss which got both a verbal and physical..."reaction". "Well hello there James!" Nick exclaimed with a smile on his face looking at the beauty before him. "Good evening sir and how are you doing this evening?" James asked and he could tell by just looking downward. "Someone's happy this evening aren't they?" James asked and his boss just nodded but he also knew something else and they both were gonna hate it. "I'm taking it that sadly the dress isn't for me is it?" Nick asked and James sadly shook his head. It turned out that before James applied for the job to work there he had to go on a date with the man that calls himself his boyfriend but the reality was ,and this was admitted by James as much, that they were just fuck buddies and the bastard was always on the getting end and never the giving. While he couldn't explain it verbally Nick was pissed the hell off at the behavior of the boyfriend and wanted to go meet the person himself and tell him off but James rejected the idea. He told Nick that he was going to go alone on this night and if it got too out of hand he'd call James immediately. James agreed with the deal and let his new friend go but wondered aloud if something bad was gonna happen! Don't ya hate it when your instincts are right? "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!" That f bomb was screamed by the man that called himself James' "boyfriend". The man's name was Mike and it turned out that he DID have a job. He was a painter and his specialty was "Portraits of men in female clothing". The sad thing is that a lot of his portraits were of forced sex scenes between a guy and his "woman". What was really fucked up was the fact that a lot of his inspirations came from the rough fucking that he did to James and that pissed off his smaller lover a lot but the difference was that Mike could(and had) on more than one occasion slapped ,kicked and punched James whenever he stood up to him. Tonight James was going to do his best to make sure that never happened again! "I was..." James started but he couldn't get another word out before Mike grabbed him by the back of his head and shoved his already hard 7" cock into his mouth and forced him to suck it. The bad news for James is he knew damn well that he wasn't gonna cum until he had his other hole and that usually took a while! Back at the mansion... [Alright you bastard where the hell do you live?!] That was Nick's thought process as he looked up the records of the painter and found his address along with any outstanding issues he had with the law and gave the police a ring. "Hello 9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The operator asked and when Nick explained the situation and whom he was the dispatcher wasted no time in getting police over to the house while he hung ,left his room and told the maids that were still there to make sure that his bath was ready...except it wasn't for him! They did as told and he sped off in his convertible cursing the fact that he even let James go in the first place! When Nick got to the apartment he could hear the banging around in the place and the cops did too. When they got to the door there wasn't a warning...no we were past that already and a door just got kicked in and the cops arrested the man on about 3 counts of Assault and Battery and 2 counts of rape. The good news? He didn't get to blow his load into James this time as he had the others that Nick knew about(and the other 10 that Mike had to fess to). Nick did his best to help the shaken young man out of the apartment and back into the dress that he wore. When they got somewhat calmed down and everything was taken care of Nick and James signed off on the complaint as did about three other people and then they went back to the mansion were things got better quickly. Back at the Mansion Nick had already led James to the bathroom where he could sit and just soak if he needed to. James sat in the tub for a good 40 minutes and when Nick came in to check on him he was a lot better and more calm than before. "Hey Nick." James said as washed his face and took care of his arms and body. "Hey James. I trust that you feel much better now then before huh?" Nick asked and his friend smiled before nodding and Nick decided to try and keep this momentum going. "From what was said when I heard Mike being loaded into the car I doubt you'll be seeing him again after hearing some of the things that he said to you. Have you thought about what you'd do if you broke up with him?" Nick asked and that put James deep into thought. Nick took this opportunity to wash his friend's back while he thought about it. "I know I won't be doing the bar scene again!" James exclaimed and then further explained to Nick that was how he met Mike. He also told him that when they were first together everything was fine until he found out about the "hobby" that the man had when it came to the forced sex paintings. Mike assured him that would never happen again as long as he lived there with him in the mansion. James was grateful to hear that and was pleasantly surprised when he heard the next sentence fly out of his boss' mouth! "You know I was thinking James. You are too good a person and too beautiful a person inside and out to have someone like THAT as your boyfriend. You need someone with a truly kind heart that will take care of you and YOUR needs! Someone whom is independent yet kind and would do what he could for that person. Get what I'm saying?" Nick asked James and the smile on his friends face was all he needed for confirmation. After got out and dried off he got in his nightgown that he packed and a fresh pair of panties although those didn't stay on long! Nick greeted his friend when he came out sitting on the bed and patted for him to sit next to him and his friend complied. No sooner did James take his seat next to Nick that the two touched lips and kissed tenderly for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was a few minutes as Nick kissed down James' neck and listened as the breath got caught in his new lovers throat. He kissed down his chest and to his waist where his got his first look at the panties that he wore and the smile that came over his face was a priceless one. He looked up to see if James was okay with it and he slowly peeled off the panties revealing his cute little cock. Nick very sloooowly licked up the shaft and flicked at the head on both sides and went down and sucked on his balls. Within seconds James was hard as a steel rod and Nick went and started slowly sucking on the young man's rod before his new found lover let out a small whimper and came in his mouth. It had been so long since James had a "proper" release that he shot for what felt like 5 minutes into Nick's mouth and Nick couldn't have been happier! "You must've enjoyed that didn't you sweetheart?" Nick asked with a smile and James could only smile as the orgasm spent him quicker than he could have thought! He was passed out instantly on the bed and Nick smiled as he tucked in his new love knowing full well that this was just the beginning and that there would be triumphs and tragedies but in the end it was all worth it. At Your Service Ch. 02 We rise from the floor of your bedroom, our bodies covered in a sheen of sex sweat and cum. I place my hand in yours and we head off to the master bath adjoining your bedroom. Inside the bath, there is a large Jacuzzi tub, a separate shower room, having shower heads on both the left and right walls and several shower heads around the walls, a row at shoulder height and a second row at waist height. As you wait, I turn the water on to the shower heads that are in the walls, adjusting the water temperature to your liking before indicating to you that the shower is ready. The water cascades over our bodies from the chest down, without getting our hair wet. I dispense some lavender scented shower gel into my hands and begin coating your soft skin in the slippery liquid. My hands start low on your calves and I work up, coating your lower legs and then moving to your thighs. My hands cover every inch of your thighs, making sure to remove any sticky wetness that remains from our prelude. I carefully wash around your pussy, using all the self-control that I can muster to attend to the washing without stopping to lick you clean. I continue with your stomach, then attend to your lovely breasts, and your shoulders before stepping behind you and cleaning your back and finally attending to your ass, again willing my self-control to keep me from fingering your tight hole. Once you are completely clean, I quickly clean myself as you luxuriate in the warm jets cascading over your lovely body. You turn the water off, and I step out of the shower to hold your oversized towel out and wrap it around you as you exit the shower. I quickly dry myself off and then help to remove all remaining water droplets from your skin. You slip into a short terry cloth robe and I follow you, in an identical robe. We move back into your bedroom and into the large, walk-in closet to select your attire for tonight's party. Together, we look through the items on your "party dress" rack – from time to time, you select a hanger off the rack and hold a garment up to your body, turning to consider the choice as you check yourself in the full length mirror. I'm no help to you in making your decision, as I nod approvingly at each of your selections – the deep red satin dress with the long skirt, slit up each side to the hip and plunging V neckline that reaches to your waist in front and back, the sheer black catsuit that hugs your curves, the choker necked white backless gown with the keyhole opening that shows off your cleavage and the high center slit in the skirt – and, finally, the black leather halter and matching black leather mini-skirt. You smile wickedly as you check the two strategically placed zippers on the skirt – the one that goes from hem to waist in the center of the front, and the other that goes from hem to waist in the center of the back. Pausing to inhale the scent of the leather and slowly rub the tanned hide against your skin, it's clear that you've made your choice as you tell me to go get a black garter and black fishnet stockings from your lingerie bureau. Once I return with the requested items, you sit on the satin covered chair in the closet and lift one leg to me. On cue, I carefully roll one of the fishnets down to the toe and then slide it over your foot, carefully sheathing your leg in the stocking and making sure that the hem running up the back was centered along the axis of your leg. I repeat this on your other leg, with the same care and attention to detail. You rise from the chair and I wrap the garter around your waist, settling it on the top of your hips and attaching each stocking to the garter in front and back. I then unzip the leather mini in the back and unsnap its waistband, wrapping it around you just barely concealing the garter and tops of your fishnets as I snap the waistband closed and lower the zipper to the hem. Finally, I take the leather halter from you, wrapping the lower part of it around your upper torso, then gently lifting the cups up to cover your lovely breasts before tying the straps behind your neck. You look absolutely stunning in the outfit. You finish the outfit off with knee high soft black leather boots having a pointed toe and 5" heel. I stand slightly behind you, naked, admiring you as you check yourself in the mirror. My cock gets hard as I stare into your reflection in the mirror. Breaking my trance, I move toward my small dresser to retrieve a clean loincloth for the party when you call me back to the closet. "Pet, I have something special for you to wear tonight," you tell me and take a shirt box down from the shelf. Resting the box on the vanity, you instruct me to face the chair and put my hands on the seat with my legs spread. As I am positioning myself as you have requested, you take the ass plug and lube from the box apply the lube to the plug. Once I am in position, you work the plug into me slowly until my muscle finally grips around the narrow base. You tell me to stand up and face you and as I do, you slide a cock ring onto me with one hand while stroking my cock with the other. You then concentrate on working the ring to the base of my cock and balls, then stroke me some more until my cock is fully engorged. You remove the next item, a leather harness, from the box. The harness has straps which go over each shoulder and meet in a Y. In the front, the center of the Y is just below my sternum. The center of the Y in the back is in the middle of my back. In the front, you extend the lower part of the Y to the cock ring and slip it though, before attaching it to itself. I feel you slip the lower part of the Y in the back through a ring in the base of the ass plug and then pass it between my legs and loop it through the bottom of the cock ring. You complete the harness by cinching the buckle in the back, tightening the harness up and ensuring that the plug will stay in my ass until someone removes it. You remove the last item from the box and complete my outfit. The last item is also leather and looks like a skirt, but rather than a solid skirt, it is actually a number of 4" wide leather straps that hang from the waistband. If I do not move at all, they hang together and cover me. The slightest movement at all sends the straps shaking and wiggling and exposing me. In this, I am able to be groped at will. "Oh wait, one last thing to complete your outfit," you say as you wrap a leather collar with a D-ring attached to it around my neck and buckle it in the back. You step back and look at your handiwork..."Perfect," you mouth. "There's one more thing I wanted you to know about," you tell me as pull the last item from the box. It is a gold necklace that has a gold heart pendant suspended from it. You hand it to me, saying "Help me put this on." I stand behind you, helping to clasp the necklace on the back of your neck. The length of the necklace is such that the heart is suspended just at the top of your ample cleavage, with the point at the bottom of the heart centering it between your breasts. The pendant has a beautiful ruby heart inlaid into the gold, and across the ruby heart is the word Mistress in gold. You turn around to face me and I am enchanted by your beauty and absolute sexiness. The pendant at the top of your breasts perfectly completes your outfit. "Look at it closely," you suggest and I carefully pick the pendant off of your skin with my thumb and forefinger. "Now, press the red heart with your thumb," you suggest. I dutifully obey. As I squeeze the pendant between my thumb and finger, I feel a vibrating sensation in my ass as the plug comes to life. You take the pendant from me, and press it again to stop the vibration. Looking into my eyes with a mischievous grin, you squeeze the pendant again, holding it longer this time, and the vibrator speed increases. You then tell me to walk out to the carriage house, which is in the back of the property beyond the pool. I quickly go down the stairs, through the front hall and then through the great room, and on to the patio, walking past the pool, I finally come to the carriage house. After a second or two, I feel the vibrator come to life, now knowing that the device has sufficient range that it can be activated from anywhere on the property. I hear your voice on the intercom, calling me back to your room. When I return, you tell me, "When you feel that, that's me calling you. You will come find me immediately. If you are taking too long, I will increase the speed until you get to me." I nodded and made a mental note to keep track of your whereabouts throughout the night. Once we were dressed, we went downstairs to check on the preparations for the party. Your large kitchen is a flurry of activity as your female "service" staff, is busy preparing the hors d'ouvres, serving platters, and glassware for the party. Your female staff is attired in French maid outfits having only a short black skirt and white apron. Their outfits are finished by fishnet stockings and 5" heeled strappy sandals. Out on the expansive back patio, the male members of your extended staff are preparing the bar and tending to the pool area, making sure that there are conversation clusters set up around the pool and plenty of towels for any guests that might care to swim. The male staff is attired in black satin pants which have no sewn seams, but all seams are closed by snaps, and are shirtless with white collars and cuffs similar to the attire of a Chippendale dancer. As it appears that all of the preparations are on track, you signal for me to follow you and we return back to the house and head up the stairs to check that the upstairs bedrooms are ready for the party with clean linens on the mattresses, baskets in each room filled with flavored lubes and condoms, small refrigerators stocked with bottled water and stacks of towels. Satisfied that the preparations are complete, we return to your bedroom to await the arrival of your guests. Back in your room, you motion for me to sit in the recliner facing the projection TV in the corner. You pick up the remote control from the small table next to the recliner and quickly press several buttons, and in seconds a porn vid is playing on the screen. You stand behind the chair as I watch. Leaning forward over the back of the recliner, your breasts rub against the top of my head and your hands slide over my chest, your palms rubbing my nipples. As you tease me with your touch, you whisper in my ear, "Pet, we are going to have so much fun tonight." One of your hands discreetly moves from my chest to yours as you continue, "I want you to make our guests feel welcome – I want every one of them to be sated tonight." Your fingers toy with the pendant suspended from your neck and squeeze it once, sending shivers through my ass then bring your hand back to my nipple. Your hand returns to my chest, and your fingers tease my nipples, pinching and playing with them. I arch my back so that your breasts brush against my face. Able to make contact with my lips, I kiss the soft skin on the underside of your breasts as you tease me. We each moan softly, enjoying the little "appetizer," my hips are slowly gyrating in the seat as the vibrations tease my prostate, your eyes watch the video playing out on the screen as I bring my hands to your breasts, softly caressing them as my mouth kisses them from below. My cock is fully engorged and straining against the cock ring. We hear the doorbell ring as the first guests arrive. Your hand returns to your pendant, squeezing it to stop it and the pleasurable vibrations it is sending through my core. You stand up and remove a three foot leather leash from the drawer in the small table next to the recliner and snap the hook to the D-ring on my collar. "Pet, it is time for our entrance. The guests have arrived." You pull slightly on the leash and lead me to the curved staircase as we make our entrance to the party. The guests are scattered about throughout the house, with many of them congregating in the great room and another large group spread out around the pool deck. Everyone is dressed to thrill – some dressed rather formally and others dressed quite provocatively. People have mingled around the bars and most everyone has a glass of wine or a cocktail in their hands and the slow dances of seduction and small talk have already begun. As we make our way through the great room and out to the pool, you let go of the leash and it hangs down the center of my back. I remain at your side as we mingle through the guests,. You make a point to greet everyone with a kiss, sometimes lingering as they slide their hands over you. From time to time, you take the wrist of your guest as they grope you and move their hand to my body. Sometimes, for fun, you'll take a man's hand and slide it over my cock – signaling to them that I will be available for their pleasure tonight. My cock is throbbing and dripping pre-cum as a result of all of the attention and I'm finding myself needing some relief. We make our way back into the house and I excuse myself from your side to head to the bathroom. It was my intent to steal a few moments to myself, hoping to provide myself some relief. I slip into the large bathroom and close the door behind me, then sit down on the closed seat and, parting the leather "skirt," rub my fingers over my cock slit – smearing my pre-cum over the head. Leaning my head back and closing my eyes, I begin to get lost in the sensations running through my body when the door opens. Somewhat startled, my eyes open and I see one of the gentlemen from the pool deck has taken the liberty to indulge himself in me. He closes the door behind him and moves closer, standing between my spread legs. He reaches down and takes my hand from my cock and slides it over his crotch. I feel his growing hardness through the fabric of his silky shorts. Looking up at him, I see the smile on his face and the look of lust in his eyes. His hand moves from mine to my head, then he guides my head toward his cock. Needing no further encouragement, I slide his shorts over his hips, releasing his tool. I wrap my fingers around his shaft and guide his cockhead to my lips. My tongue swirls around his knob, teasing his slit as I taste his sweet pre-cum. When I can take no more, I take his cock into my mouth, my tongue sliding along the underside of his shaft, pressing him against the roof of my mouth. My one hand cups his balls and I make a ring with the thumb and forefinger of my other hand and use it to follow my mouth down and up his shaft. He presses his hand against my head and forces my mouth down, impaling my throat. I'm smiling inside as my lips reach the smooth skin at the base of his cock, knowing that you'll be proud to hear that I was able to take all of him. My hand moves from his ball sac and slides back to his ass. I press one finger against his tight anus as my head bobs up and down his cock, working it as my other hand strokes his shaft. I feel a shock to my core as the vibrator in my ass goes off. As my ass starts vibrating, my finger pushes past his tight muscle and I bury it as deep as I can in his ass. With my finger fucking his ass and my mouth and hand on his cock, I feel both of his hands press my head down again as his cock erupts into the back of my throat. He holds my head there as his cock convulses, then releases me as the convulsions subside. By now, the vibrating in my ass has gotten so intense, that I shoot my load as well, some of it hitting him – but most of it spraying my chest and then dripping from my slit. I lick his cock clean and then quickly leave, needing to find You. It doesn't take long, as you are standing just outside the door of the bathroom, smiling wide. You grab my leash and pull me close to you, kissing me deeply, tasting his cum in my mouth. Then, pulling back you say, "couldn't wait, could you my little cumslut? You should pace yourself, the party is just starting." You smile as my bathroom friend walks past us and then stops and says one word to you..."Thanks."