Barbara had settled back into her normal routine again, after her "holiday". Although, she had not gone to the extremes she had found herself involved in whilst away, she was now feeling extremely comfortable with her status. Inside, she considered herself a Dominatrix now.
Sarah and she had never discussed the details, but Sarah was aware of subtle changes in Barbara's manner. She also seemed far less self conscious and more confident.
They also spent far more time as Mistress/Slave than neighbours. Although, from time to time they would still sit around the kitchen table drinking coffee.
Currently, they found themselves in just this situation. Sarah had just spent half an hour licking Barbara's pussy, kneeling before her with her hands tied behind her back. Barbara had held a small whip in her hand and had swiped at Sarah whenever she had felt her flag. This had resulted in a number of orgasms for Barbara and none for Sarah who was now sitting feeling extremely aroused but not daring to ask for relief.
They were discussing a party that was taking place on the Thursday night. It was being hosted by a neighbour and all of their friends were going. Barbara was breaking the news that she would be unable to attend as her husband, Steve, was away that night with his work.
Sarah couldn't see this as a problem and suggested that she come on her own. Barbara was reluctant, as everyone else would be in couples and she would always be the odd one out. Sarah spent ages persuading her without success that once the party got going and she mingled that no-one would care.
Barbara wasn't sure if her husband would be happy with her going on her own.
Sarah hooted, "Can you hear yourself. You've got me wrapped round your little finger, you can do anything you want and you are worried about what Steve might think"
"Why don't you come wearing your dominant mindset? Then you won't be worried about being on your own. You can just act confident and aloof"
She jumped up from the table and got to her knees in front of Barbara. "Mistress, I am begging you to come to the party. Please come."
"And you don't have to arrive on your own. You can go with Jim and me", she continued.
Barbara smiled at her slave. "Alright then. I will. It sounds like a good idea, but you realise because of how you asked me, you will be my slave all the time we are there. I will maintain our rules and won't embarrass you in public, but you will be under my control."
Sarah nodded, excitedly. They had never done this before and it sounded fun. She was still feeling extremely aroused. Barbara could see this and with a wave of her hand told her she could bring herself off using just one finger.
Sarah smiled in gratitude and began to rub herself with her right middle finger. She let it slide between her slit and run up and down to her clit. She let it rub her clit furiously. Barbara watched her desperately try to maintain her composure and try to hold Barbara’s eye as she slide across the line to orgasm and crumpled in a heap with a dopey smile on her face.
The following evening, Barbara got dressed for the party. Although it was not a formal evening, she decided to get into the spirit of it. With Steve, being away, she required no subterfuge and after a long lingering bath, laid out a selection of lingerie. She decided to go for a lacy high cut thong with matching garter belt. She decided against a bra and after a wander through her closet, picked a dark navy one piece dress that came down just above her knees. "There was no reason to look like a complete slut", she thought to herself.
She pulled the dress over her head and smoothed it down checking, that it fitted well. She bent over in front of the mirror to check that no panty line could be seen and checked that the garter straps were not visible.
She was just adding some make-up when the doorbell rang and she stopped to go and let Sarah in. She let her come upstairs to talk as she applied her lipstick.
When she was ready she turned to look at Sarah. Sarah was sitting on her bed wearing a jumper and matching ankle length skirt.
"Right, we need to be quick." Barbara said briskly or Jim will wonder what is happening.
Sarah giggled "I don't think so. He is used to me being late"
Barbara smiled "Ok, but we should be quick anyway. Take off your skirt."
Sarah quickly unhooked the button at the back and let it slide down her legs. As it hit the floor, she stepped out of it.
She stood in a pair of white satin panties.
"No hosiery?" Barbara asked.
"The skirt is warm enough" said Sarah
"Ok, well you won't be needing any panties tonight either. Take them off"
Sarah quickly pulled them off. She bent to pick up her skirt.
"No, leave that there for the moment. I am not mean. I will swap your panties for something else that I want you to wear for the party. Just to remind you of our relationship at all times."
Barbara picked up an object from a drawer and held it out in front of Sarah. It was about 4 inches long, but almost arrow shaped and pink.
"Do you know what this is?"
Sarah nodded "I think it is a butt plug or something similar"
Barbara smiled. "That is correct. You will be wearing it for me tonight. It is not too large but it should remind you of its presence at all times."
"Now bend over and hold your cheeks apart for me."
Sarah knelt over the bed and with each hand pulled on her bottom to expose her ass hole to her Mistress. She trembled slightly with the excitement of the thought of what was happening.
She felt something cold pushing against her hole and for a moment, she felt herself squeezing to prevent it getting in.
Barbara laughed and told her that if she resisted it would begin to hurt. She tried to relax and felt the thing going further inside her. It was a weird sensation, the penetration felt different to that in her pussy and she tried desperately not to squeeze back. Pain was building up as it was pushed further inside her but then with almost a plop, the pain eased and the thing got sucked inside.
"That was just the wide bit getting past" said Barbara. "That’s always the worst of it, I'm told"
She smiled "Are you feeling ok. Legs a little wobbly?"
Sarah nodded.
"Oh and you will probably feel like you need to go to the bathroom too"
Sarah nodded again.
"Yes, I feel like I really need to go"
"That feeling will go away, though you may need to go at certain stages during the evening. Remember this, you are forbidden to touch this all night. You may go for a pee but that is all. Is that understood?"
Sarah nodded, already feeling slightly uncomfortable.
"Very well, stand up and put on your skirt"
Sarah followed the instructions, felling very strange already. The plug was already making its presence known and she could feel it following her movements.
Barbara grinned at her. "I am going to enjoy watching your face tonight. One last thing. It is undetectable in most situations, but if you have to really bend over, don't let anyone stroke your ass. They'll feel the bottom sticking out if they do"
Sarah looked shocked as Barbara giggles and said "Well, it’s up to you to avoid that."
"Let’s go"
****
Barbara was really enjoying herself. She had already made lots of friends and had found herself to be one of the centres of attention. Even with people she already knew, she was finding them to be different than before. Being Barbara, rather than just Steve's wife as she tended to be when she went out, was a lot more fun than she had expected.
What also helped was her new attitude. She felt very confident in her environment and was generally treating the people she met in the same manner as the people that she had met at Angela's. She tended to adopt the superior position immediately, letting people work for her attention and favour. And of course, her outfit did not hold her back either. She was clearly one of the best looking women there and this attracted attention not only from the men.
Rose, the evening's hostess, had been across to talk to her and to size her up. Rose was in her mid fifties and had been recently divorced. She was new to the area and this party had been arranged to let her meet some of her neighbours and new friends.
She was a striking woman, but what Barbara (and most of the other women) had found most interesting was the appearance of her two sons. Both were around six foot tall and were classically handsome with blue eyes, strong faces and athletic frames. They were both with good looking women, but it was clear that these were just dates for the evening rather than girlfriends.
As she talked to Rose, she saw one looking across in her direction. He saw her looking back and smiled. She smiled back, returning his gaze until he broke eye contact.
As she moved away from her hostess, she smiled to herself. Previously, she would have looked away and blushed immediately. Not anymore.
She was drinking wine that evening, but was tending to nurse her glass to avoid drinking too quickly. Over the course of the evening, she kept her eye out for Sarah. She seemed to be enjoying herself too as she mingled with other guests. Barbara could see though that she was having the occasional problem as she would sometimes be walking quite gingerly. But this was just for a moment.
She wandered over and quietly asked her how many men she had been groped by.
Sarah turned and smiled when she saw who it was "Oh just about three I think"
"Mmmmm. I bet they think they know what you are wearing or not as the case may be.
"But I'll bet all of them are wrong."
"And what about you, Mistress", Sarah said. Her voice falling to almost a whisper.
"Oh none. I don't think any of them dare" Barbara laughed. "When you get to know them, they are all pretty pathetic really"
She raised her glass to Sarah and wandered off again.
She met Sarah's husband, Jim in the dining room, filling his plate from the buffet which had been laid on.
He looked up as she approached and smiled at her.
"I was just getting something to eat" He picked up a plate and offered it to her. "Would you like some?"
Barbara smiled back and took the plate carefully from his outstretched hand. She carefully filled her plate form the buffet table, taking a little of the cold meat platters, a little of the salad and carefully adding a little of the sauces to her plate. Jim led the way to a couple of armchairs and they both sank into them, eating as they made small talk about the party and the people that they knew who were here.
After a while, Barbara was aware that Jim's eyes were spending more time staring at her legs than at anything else in the room. She smiled to herself and carefully rearranged them, letting the hem of her skirt rise. She let Jim drink in the view and then looked across at him, catching him staring at her. Jim looked up at her, blushed and muttered something. Barbara beamed at him and told him that she was flattered.
"I'm sorry but I've got to say that you are looking stunning tonight." Jim said, recovering his composure somewhat.
"I don't think I've seen that dress before" he said, adding "and I've got to say, I don't think I've seen you wearing something quite like that before?"
"What do you mean" asked Barbara, letting Jim dig his own hole.
"Well, it’s not the type of clothing you normally wear" he continued.
"Why, what's different about me", Barbara asked innocently.
"Well, you look fantastic in it" Jim said, realising as he said it where this conversation was going.
"Not, Not that I mean you don't normally look fantastic, but the dress is a little more revealing than you normally wear and I don't think I've seen you in black before"
"Well, I've decided to try black out. For parties, like this, I've decided that I will only wear black" Barbara purred, rearranging herself so that for a brief instant, Jim got a flash of her stocking tops.
She could see Jim react to both her words and to her movements. "God, I am seducing my neighbour's husband" She thought, "A neighbour who I've brought to this party with a plug up her ass."
