It was a mild day for November as we made our way to the penthouse you had rented from a friend for a day for your friends bachelor party...I knew that you wanted everything to be perfect for this as you were the best man and he was your friend from childhood...I reached over and squeezed your hand reassuringly as you were driving...smiling at you tenderly and leaning over to softly kiss your cheek...it's gonna be perfect my Master...relax...even you may enjoy this...
We had arrived a few hours ahead of the guests...a select few of yours and his fraternity brothers for this special private party for him...upon entering the penthouse...everything was perfection...the cleaning service had moved the furniture exactly the way you had requested...six large chairs in a circle in the center of the room...one of them with a large loop drilled into the leg...the bar had been stocked with all that you had ordered and the bartender would be here in a couple of hours...moving into the kitchen and checking the fridges to see that it had been all delivered...I could see the relief on your face as you finally smiled at me and said..."and you my slut...I don't ever have to worry about...you are always perfection in all that you do for me"...smiling at you and nodding softly..."yes Master...I will do my very best for you today..."
And then it was time...the groom to be showed first...you had already attached me to your chair with a long silver chain...I was kneeling there dressed only in sheer veils...covered from head to foot...a different color veil covering each part of my body...the only thing visible my eyes...and my smooth creamy skin as the veils around my waist parted enticingly to reveal slender thighs...one by one the rest of the guests came...each one visibly startled at the sight of me kneeling and lowering my eyes as each one took his seat...
your hand on my shoulder comforting and reassuring to me...pressing my cheek into your hand every now and then as you and your cronies talk and laugh...catching the glances of your friends as their eyes travel over the curves of my body...and then looking at the chain and then at you with a puzzled look...the two white men obviously more intrigued than the brothers...glancing up at them each time I feel their eyes on me...my head resting on your thigh as the chain trails between my breasts...
and then finally with a tug of the chain you stand and I rise gracefully behind you...the chain wrapping around your hand as you shorten it and you walk me around the circle...the whole time explaining that I am your sub...that I am your slave...that I am obedient to your every command and that I will be the stripper this afternoon...and anything else that is wanted ...watching the eyebrows raise as you explain...and then the grins as they realize what you are really saying...you quickly step out of the circle and put on the CD ...then looking at me as you sit back in your chair and reach for the chain again..."dance for us slut"
The choice of music was of course pre planned...almost mideastern in flavor...a combination of keyboard...synthesizer...varied combinations of drums and electric violin...as you returned to your chair I once again knelt before you and you removed the chain from the collar around my neck...and then next the collar...your eyes never leaving mine as you then fastened a different chain around my waist...a little heavier in gauge...but still lightweight enough to give me freedom of movement...