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(MF, couples, bi, reluc, voy, oral, bd, swing) *** (A story for my pet): Guests were starting to arrive, and she was nervous. They had gone to several other parties before, but this would be the first one that they had held for the group. He stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders and whispered "Relax" into her ear. Then he bit it gently. The "zing" made her giggle and she stepped forward to answer the door. Couples entered the home, and all the men studied her with an air of interest. She stood here with her long brown hair braided down her back, and the dress she wore was made of soft muslin. It was a simple sheath style, and the thin fabric allowed anyone who looked carefully enough to see the darkened nipples of her breasts. A sash gathered the dress at her waist, and the hem was just at her knees. Looking further down her shapely legs, she was barefoot. Besides the gazes of the men, several women studied her too. Their faces held a variety of emotions. Jealousy, eagerness, boredom, and in one case, fear. As a couple, they had joined a group of "like minded folks" who indulged in private pleasures that some might no understand. And if they did, they were either outraged, or, more often than not, secretly jealous. Once a month, they got together and enjoyed themselves. This month, it was their turn to host. As they all made small talk and secret plans, she watched him call for the group’s attention. "Good evening everyone, I hope you are all having a pleasant time! If you will excuse us for a moment, I need to take care of something. I will return as soon as possible." With that, he escorted her from the living room and down the hallway to a small bedroom. Once inside, he gently removed her dress and nuzzled her neck. "If you have any doubts, tell me now." She giggled and answered; "No, I want to do this. For you, and for me." He nodded and smiled. "That’s my good little girl." From a dresser, he removed several items. First came the hood. It was made of leather and went over her head. When she wore it, her eyes were covered and she couldn’t see. The area at the nose was tapered to allow for it, and she could breathe freely. An opening at the mouth allowed for full access so she could speak if need be, as a strap secured the hood under her chin. He tugged the zipper down and closed the hood over her head. In spite of the leather, she could still hear his words, if muffled slightly. A harness came next. He attached it around her so that her arms were secured to her sides, and he tugged her breasts through the openings. With a pinch to each nipple, he smiled at the sight of them growing larger. Next, he guided her to the bed and lay her down across it. Bending her legs so that her ankles came to her buttocks, he wrapped electrical tape around each of her legs to hold them in that position. She could move each leg from side to side and if anyone chose to, hey could hold her open and see her shaved vagina. A shackle went around each wrist and ankle, and he secured them together. Such a lovely sight; she was laying on the bed, open and exposed for all who came in to see. Bending over, he placed a kiss on her clit, then as he felt her shiver, he stood and whispered in the area of her ear; "You will be a good hostess and take good care of our guests tonight. But I will inform our friends of one thing: your ass is mine. No other cock will enter it. Do you understand?" She gasped a "yes" and felt a cool shift in the air as he left the room and the door closed behind him. How long she lay there, she didn’t know. After a bit, the door opened. She remained silent as she waited. Suddenly, hands grabbed her and spun her around. Secured as she was, she could do nothing but accept what came next. Her head was pulled back and a thick penis was shoved inside her mouth. The words "Suck me, bitch," were grunted and she did as commanded. Her guest shoved himself deep inside her mouth and to the point where she felt she might gag. Fighting the reflex, she worked her mouth and tongue feverishly and soon felt her captor swell inside her cramping lips. Suddenly gobs of warm and gooey cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed every drop as was expected of her. When he was done, her guest dropped her back to the bed and left without a word as she lay on her side. Before she could regain a sense of balance, she heard another voice chuckling. "How delightful!" She was spun around again, and lay on her back. Hands worked their way across her body, pinching and twisting her breasts. As she gasped at the sensation, she was smacked on her stomach and told; "NO TALKING!" The hands continued to work across her torso, inching slowly down to her shaved pussy. Suddenly she felt something cold and metallic clamp down on her clit. He pain caused little stars to explode in front of her covered eyes. In spite of the earlier instructions, she groaned at the sensation. Again, she was spanked. But this time only after she was flipped over. Hands came down on her ass cheeks and she felt them growing pink with each slap. Finally after what seemed to be too long for her liking, she felt herself being turned over again and her legs were pushed open. She felt his weight as he pressed himself against her and almost crooned with delight as she felt the size of him as he entered her. Laying here like nothing more than a piece of meat, she allowed her guest to pound away inside of her. She could feel her own juices starting to flow with the friction being created. A grunt and a sudden shift in tempo indicated to her that he was nearly finished. Suddenly, her guest arched his back and drove himself even deeper inside, then held still. She could feel his cock swelling and throbbing as he pumped his cum inside her. After a moment, he withdrew and left the room. One after another, they entered the room. Her guests enjoying themselves and her body. How many times she had wanted to be savaged like this? To be used like a willing vessel to receive as much cum as possible? She lost count of the cocks that had shoved past her lips and filled her mouth with hot and salty cum. Her pussy ached with the constant pounding that I received. Her breasts were pinched and twisted until they were sore and tender and begging for more. She especially loved the times when someone would fuck her (both face up, as well as face down) and before they finished, they would stop and shove themselves into her mouth. She could taste herself as well as the cum from her guests that had filled her pussy to the point that it was now dripping with white goo that leaked out of her. There was one guest that frightened her though. Halfway through the evening, he entered and flipped her onto her stomach. He started tracing a finger across her back and down between her ass cheeks. Slowly he worked it around her tiny sphincter, pressing gently. She clenched herself tight. Hands then moved and grasped her cheeks and pulled them apart. She could feel the head of his cock rubbing up and down. "No," she managed to gasp. "No?" came he muffled answer. The hood made hearing hard. "Please sir," she continued, "my ass belongs to my owner. He promised me that no other cock would ever have it." She felt tears forming in her eyes. "Please don’t fuck my ass." She felt him pause and then his hands moved away from her ass and up her back. "You are a good slave, minding your master. It is right that you inform me of this." He then shoved his cock inside her pussy and pulled her by her hips to his own. Handing her that way, he slammed himself inside her and added his own cum to the pool inside her. There were times that women came to her bed. They usually had her twist to lick their pussy as they squatted over her face. Other times she suckled at their nipples or them at her breasts. She wasn’t sure if she enjoyed women, sexually, but it was expected of her as a hostess to do what was required to please her guests. She did enjoy the kissing, however. Tongues snaking back and forth as lips pressed together made her head swim with horniness. Finally the evening was over. She knew that her guests would be shown to the front door by her owner, and they would thank him for allowing them to come over for the get-together. She waited as the house grew silent. Again, the door opened, and she could feel him enter the room. "You did well tonight," he said. "Everyone told me that you were wonderful." The words filled her with giddiness. "So what should I do with you now? Release you? Or maybe let you stay here all night?" As much as she would have liked to remain as she was with him fucking her, she had to answer; "I need to pee." Laugher washed over her and she felt herself being lifted and taken (still secured) to the bathroom. She was placed on her back in the tub. "Okay, pee," she was told. Relaxing, she let the warm yellow liquid flow out of her body. It streamed down the drain and she felt her owner cutting the electrical tape around her legs with scissors. Her muscles started to cramp as she tried to relax and unfold her legs. "Slowly," she was told. He massaged her legs until the pain receded and she could feel them return to normal. Next he removed her shackles. After that, the harness, but not before he had given her nipples a twist or two. "Maybe we should have them pierced," he mused. "Then we can put pretty jewelry there, or weights. What do you think?" She could only give one answer: "Whatever you wish, Sir." He unzipped the hood and she saw him smiling. "That’s my good pet." He kissed her and helped her stand. Then he started the water running and with a hand-held shower massage, washed her inside and out. She knew she ran no risk of pregnancy since she had been "fixed" when he first took her in. In fact, the doctor that had done the work was one of her guests that evening! (But when he had ‘visited’ her, she had no idea.) The warm water and soap felt luxurious as it washed across her skin. The washcloth was making sure every inch of her was cleansed. Later, he carried her to their room. She lay naked on the bed as he brought her food that was light enough no to upset her stomach, yet substantial enough to erase her hunger. (All that cum did little to take care of that!) As she sipped her tea, she looked up at him. "There was one person, I don’t know who..." she paused. At his command, she continued. "He wanted my ass. I asked him not to because it was yours alone." He paused. "And?" She looked down; "And he said I was a good girl for reminding him. Then he fucked my pussy. Hard." He nodded. "And how did you feel about that?" She blushed a deep crimson. "I wanted it there, but knew what you had said. I knew that you would be mad at me if I allowed it." His laughter surprised her. "That was me, silly. I came to see how you were and decided to enjoy you as well. I should have told you." Her giggles answered his. Then will you fuck my ass now?" She didn’t need to ask twice. Laying face down in the bed, she smiled at how wonderful she felt her life to be. Lucky enough to be owned by such a caring man, and having chances like this to be a ‘hostess’. She would always do her best to please him. She groaned with delight as she felt his cock slide up her asshole and start pounding away. Filled and fulfilled. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 42