Dinner - My First Story

It's Saturday evening, we're on the way to a friend of ours, let's call him Alex. I like these casual dinners, where I can still wear my collar. Alex knows us intimately and is also involved in the BDSM world so to speak. We haven't seen him in so long and I look forward to gossiping about his latest pursuits.

As soon as he opens the door I move to hug him, as I always do. Instead however he open-palm slaps me.

"Don't you know your place little slut?" He asks.

I'm looking perplexed, first at him, then back at you, my boyfriend and my Dom.

What the fuck was that?

But all you say is "Didn't you hear him? It's his apartment and so you'll follow his rules."

Ok, that's unexpected, but I already feel a tingle between my legs. He gives me another lighter slap.

"Are you deaf? On your knees where you belong!"

Still a bit surprised, I immediately drop to my knees.

"I'm sorry!" You say to him, with a roll of your eyes.

"...it seems that she has forgotten everything about her training."

"Are you at least able to undress like a good little whore?"

The strict tone in his voice doesn't give me much of a choice. I couldn't help but nod very enthusiastically. At first I thought the both of you might be joking, but I soon began to get the impression that the evening would be different than I expected. A surprising but very welcome turn.

"What are you waiting for? Get undressed immediately and then wait here 'till we say something different" You bark.

Both of you disappear into the living room. I undress myself on the floor, as I'm not sure if I'm allowed to stand up to undress.

While I'm waiting on my knees I'm thinking about what might happen. Has there been any clue during the day that I didn't recognize? You told me that I should get an anal douche, that might have been one. But on the other hand, we are both so horny, that on any other day you might want to fuck my ass when we get back home anyway.

The door to the living room opens and you are coming towards me with a leash in your hand. *click*. The leash and collar are united as they should be. You don't say anything but lead me into the living room. I want to stand up to follow you but even as the muscles barely twitch in my legs you seem to read my mind.

"STAY ON YOUR KNEES slut! Are you that dumb that you already forgot?"

I'm looking into your eyes and see them sparkle. Oh I'm so looking forward to what will happen next. I'm crawling into the living room. Our friend is standing in the doorframe and watching.

"Normally I'm not a pet guy, but I guess that's the best use for her, on the floor on all fours" Alex says.

I'm blushing a little bit, what do I look like? I hope that my "cat walk" is sexy, but knowing clumsy me, it probably looks like I've never crawled before in my life.

You hand the leash over to Alex and whisper in my ear with an evil smile.

"be a good girl tonight or you'll feel the really interesting part of today back at home."

"Inspection" You command.

I immediately stand up, spread my legs and put my hands behind my neck. Will they already see how wet I am? I can feel it, cool against the burning skin between my legs.

"Don't you have any blood left in your brain, silly? Who do you think wants to inspect you?"

Oh shit, I turn around to Alex.

"Did you forget all of your manners, when you walked in the door? What do you say?"

"I'm sorry, that I presented myself wrong Sir!"

"And why did you do that?" You challenge me again.

No, please don't make me say it. You know how it will turn me on to humiliate myself.

With too much hesitation and way too quiet I whisper:

"...Because I'm a silly slut."

"Louder slut, we can't hear you!"

"BECAUSE I'M A SILLY SLUT. I AM VERY SORRY."

"That's way better." You speak more to Alex than to me.

After Alex has inspected my breasts and nipples very closely he orders me to show him my holes. I get on the floor on my back and spread my legs and open my pussy with my fingers.

"Come closer" Alex says.

I move cautiously, edging closer to his chair.

"Do you think I can see your pussy well enough if you are so far away?"

I can't move any closer, and wonder what he could mean. I'm scanning the surroundings. The table is still empty. Should I ask, or will that be my third slap?

"Come on, I'm waiting" Alex says, his voice growing impatient.

"Am I allowed....may I... lie on your table? Please! So that I can get closer to you?"

"You want to lay on the table, naked, where we'll eat in a few minutes? You're disgusting. However, if that is the best idea you can come up with, I'll make an exception this time. But you'll clean and disinfect it afterwards."

"Thank you."

I get up on the table, lie down on my back and spread my legs directly in front of his face.

"This little slut dared to crawl onto my table with her wet pussy, oh, she will regret it, if one drop is on it afterwards." Alex told you rather than me.

You answer something like 'it's always the same with her...she's horny all the time'

I didn't hear it exactly as by then I was so focused on not getting hornier.

Now the two of you are talking about my pussy, while Alex plays with my piercing and touches every single centimeter. You are analyzing where the best place for pussy lip piercings would be. You say that you like to pierce the outer ones rather than the inner, so you can put rings in them and lock them up, so that you can hide my inner lips as they are not really pretty.

You get down to business quickly, as both of you know how annoyed and embarrassed I am about the different sizes of my inner lips, that each time you say it my inner Monk dies a little more. This kind of humiliation creates the Niagara Falls between my legs, and I feel it trickling down my inner thigh.

Lying naked on the table while you are dressed, with spread

legs, talking about me, like I'm nothing more than a piece of meat. It isn't exactly helping. I hope my pussy juice stays where it belongs and doesn't find its way on the table.

"Now the next hole, bitch" Alex commands.

I turn, going on my knees and lying my upper body on the table, with my boobs pressed firmly against it. My hands spread my butt cheeks. Now I'm looking directly at you while Alex inspects my butt hole. I see it again in your eyes, the sparkle, the desire, the love. I feel the same way as your look implies. I just know you see the same raw emotion in my eyes. It's such a surreal but amazing moment. I enjoy every second of it.

When I suddenly feel pressure on my asshole, I know what will come now. Alex is pushing a plug inside my ass. I grumble a bit as the steel plug is so cold. But that's not the only thing cold on my body. Alex puts on cuffs for my hands and also for my ankles. Than he connects the wrist cuffs to each other.

"Enough of the ass at the moment, but I'm sure we'll get back to it later. Now get down from the table and clean it."

I try my best to get off the table as sexy as possible, but as always, I'm sure it wasn't as graceful as I thought.

"Now start cleaning" You say.

I'm confused for a brief moment as I don't know how I should clean the table with my hands behind my back. I'm sure you don't mean my tongue, but it's the only thing I can think to do.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Ehm, I'm sorry, but how should I clean it with my hands behind my back?"

"How do you suggest you do it?"

As I still have no idea, I ask you if you mean with my tongue.

Both of you laugh at me.

"That's not what we thought of. Your nasty tongue is probably dirtier than everything else on you. Just think where you have been with it. But if you wish so, go on and clean it with your filthy tongue. Hurry up, we want to be eating soon."

Oh damn it, why did I make such a silly suggestion. I start to lick the table where I was lying. At least it is not too dirty. While I try to do my best, you move into the kitchen. I hear you laughing again and talking about me and how silly I am. It quickly becomes clear that all I had to do was to ask to free my hands. Too late.

A few minutes later you come back with some cleaning sprays. I was already done but continued licking, to try to prove to you that I'm doing a good job.

"Still not done? She's not only dumb but also fucking slow. I'm getting hungry, step aside, slut and let me clean up the mess you made." Alex ordered me.

I get out of the way, stepping into inspection position once more and waiting quietly for what comes next.

When the cleaning is done, you set the table up for dinner. I immediately notice that you only set it for two. The two of you sit down and look at me impatiently.

"So move on slut, what are you waiting for? I said I want to inspect all of your holes."

I step in front of Alex and open my mouth.

"Pull out your tongue and say AAAA."

"AAAA."

"And now EEEEEE."

"EEEEE."

"Go on with IIII."

"IIII."

You can't hold back your laughter.

"At least she's gotten better at following orders."

You know exactly what you are doing. Teasing me, waiting for me to make another mistake.

"Your tongue looks dry from all the cleaning." Alex determines.

With one of the bottles he brought in earlier, he sprays water on my tongue. He looks deep into my eyes but says nothing. I don't dare to take my tongue back in.

"Good good, little whore, your inspection is finished, take your place." Alex says.

"Are you serving us, as there are only two places?" I ask.

God damn it, what did I just say? Sometimes I hate the brat inside me. When you finally start to be a little bit softer on me I ruin it again. The temperature drops by at least 10 degrees. But you don't say a word. You take the ring gag, put it inside my mouth and order me into a corner, face to the wall.

"You could have sat with us at the table, tasting our leftovers, but if you behave like that, the corner will be your new favourite spot slut."

Damn you brat.

First I tried to hear what you were talking about, but soon I was lost in my thoughts. What will happen next? I'm so curious. And of course, I'm getting wetter thinking about it. It seems that you are getting a bit merciful, as after you have cleaned up your plates you led me back to the table with the leash and let me sit on the chair.

"Now that we have caught up with what has happened in the last few weeks, I am curious as to what you have to tell me." Alex states and looks at me expectantly.

"..ay I ut uh he gag." I mumble through my ring gag.

"What did you say? You have to speak clearer!"

"AY I UT UT HE GAG LIS."

"Ok, ok if you don't want to talk I'm sure we'll find another activity for you." He says and points to the wall on the opposite side of the table.

My eyes move to the place he is pointing at and I see a dildo suctioned to the wall. Based on the height of the dildo I know my next task is to suck it. But of course you know that the ring gag is too small for the girth. I guessed you wanted me to ask if I'm allowed to take the ring gag out, but of course you won't understand me again.

I won't play your game. I crawl to the dildo and start licking it the best I can. As I don't hear anything from you, only that you are going on with your inane chatter, I guess you are satisfied. Finally.

After a decent amount of licking, the resulting puddle of spit on the floor, and - I'm pretty sure - a mind blowing orgasm that a man would have had after that passionate cock licking, you move toward me. You praise me for the effort, but at the same time you berate me for the spit lake I produced.

"I think you earned a break." You say while putting a mask on my eyes and pulling the ring gag out of my sloppy mouth.

"Thank you so much" I breathe full of desire.

You lead me into another room and onto a bed, so I guess we are in the Alex's bedroom. My arms are getting spread above my head and my legs also get fixed to the left and right sides of the bed. I feel a few pillows stuffed under my hips, and then only silence. Darkness. You leave the room and leave me all alone with my thoughts.

What feels like 10 minutes later, which was probably only 3-5, someone steps into the room. I gently lift my hips, hopeful that I may finally get fucked. But you, or Alex (I have no idea who) only whips out my plug in one fast move.

Anal? Please not that! I really need a cock in my pussy right now. I need it so badly. So I move my hips higher and then grind down into the pillows. But all I gain with that move is that one of you strap something down across my hips, so that i'm trapped flat against the bed.

With my hips still on the pillows you have a perfect view down onto my pussy and ass. Before I can begin to feel self-conscious, something presses into me. It's a very small thin stick, it feels like a chopstick or something like that. You are slowly fucking my pussy with this chopstick. It makes me crazy.

"Fuuuck I need a cock, or two, in my pussy! I need it so bad PLEEEEEEASE-"

I hadn't even finished, when I felt a slap and then a strip of tape pulled tight across my mouth.

Alex or you - god who is it? - continued to fuck my pussy with the chopstick. You let it stay in and then spread my pussy lips with clamps attached to leather straps around my upper thighs. Ouch, that hurts! I'm moaning when you quickly move out the stick and insert it in my anus.

Now you are fucking my ass. I hate it. I hate is so much and at the same time love it that you bring me so far out of my comfort zone. I feel something bigger in my ass, you changed from chopsticks to a bigger thing, whatever it is, you are fucking my ass again, this time faster and harder.

Oh my....I need something in my pussy, I really really need it.

Oh god. I feel something icy on one nipple, moving to the other one. Now they are even harder than they were before.

I feel three hands on me. Both of you are here! You give me a small kiss on my forehead. Ok, so you are the one with the ice and Alex is fucking my ass with whatever it is. I feel safer knowing you are here again.

I'm getting wetter and wetter. The ice cube is now melted on my body. I hear you leaving while Alex stops fucking my ass and forces another even bigger plug into my ass. He leaves too.

Shit.

Another 20, 30, 40 minutes. This time you let me lie here with my thoughts for so long.

Again I don't know who it is that comes into the bedroom. But whoever it is tears off the tape on my mouth - OUCH!!! - and puts in another gag. This time the ball gag. I know both of you love the sight of me gagging on the ball gag, the red silicone framed by my red lips. So I'm doing my best to look irresistible for you, So that you might finally fuck me.

But of course you don't.

You are fucking my pussy with ONE, only ONE finger.

Oh whoever it is, at this moment I curse you. You are driving me craaazy, I need more! I need it bigger! You are moving on to my ass again. You grab the plug and fuck me with it.

Now I'm sure, it must be the huge steel one. 5cm diameter, 7cm long, 500g.

I even enjoy you fucking my ass now. At least you fuck me at all! But of course when I start moaning, you stop and take the plug out completely.

You untie my legs, slide some panties up my thighs, and tie my legs once more. What are you doing? We are not done!!

When you pull up the panties all the way I realize what kind of panties they are. I know it for sure when you force the dildo in my pussy and the plug in my ass and I hear you pumping. Two times in my ass, three times in my pussy. I enjoy every pump of the inflatable dildo and plug.

You keep on going and add two quick pumps at each.

Ohhh fuck, now we are on the right track.

As if you heard my thoughts, you let out the air and deflate. Only to inflate them again. Tease.

Then you continue and inflate both of them until I feel so stretched and breathe so heavily that I can't hold back a huge moan.

You leave the room. I'm alone again. With two inflated dildos in my pussy and ass. But you know that I can't come only by the inflated dildos, I need them to go bigger and smaller repeatedly. I need more.

The next hour you keep me busy. You take turns, inflate it, deflate it, at least every 5 minutes. It drives me crazy, I'm so close to orgasm, but you always stop right on the edge.

You not only keep my ass and pussy busy. You take out the ball gag and surprise me with a dildo in my throat. You fuck me with the dildo while I hear the camera clicking. You are taking pictures of me, spread out on the bed, all three holes filled.

When you finally pull the eye mask down I need a few seconds to adjust to the light. But I can see that both of you are taking pictures and making videos. Alex tells me that he has uploaded a pic of me, the little filthy slut, on fetlife and asked the users what they think I should get for a treatment, and that there are a few really good suggestions.

"I need my pussy to be fucked really hard please." I scream out of desire.

Alex spits on my face.

"No one asked you little whore, you only speak when we address you"

"I can make sure that she is quiet again."

You kneel over me and start fucking my mouth with your cock while Alex still goes on with inflating and deflating the dildos inside me.

Both of you have to rest now every few minutes, time span decreasing, as I'm so close to an orgasm.

Whenever I get a short breath while you are fucking my mouth I ask if I'm allowed to orgasm. But you don't even respond.

My whole face is covered in spit. My body is full of sweat and I'm shaking. So you decide to give me a short break. But not that kind of break I expected. You untie me, and let me crawl in the bathroom. You pump the dildos one last time to the maximum till it hurts and then let me pull the panties down myself while the dildos are still inflated.

I'm screaming out in pain.

"Inspection in the bath tub." You order, and again I move into position, still weak from the last, I guess, two hours of treatment.

Alex takes the shower head and places it directly in front of my pussy, while he puts it on the coldest setting. When the water fires out of the shower head I'm screaming out in pain again, or rather out of shock from the cold.

It took me a couple of minutes to get used to the cold. Alex showers my whole body and of course my filthy face, like I'm a piece of meat. He orders me to spread my leg, lift my arms, and also open my mouth so that he can wash out my nasty fuck hole.

Despite the cold, my pussy is on fire again.

When you are done with me in the shower you say you don't want to waste a towel on me. I should try jumping jacks to get dry.

Normally I would reply in a really bratty way to such a task, because I hate making myself look so ridiculous. But of course my filthy mind and my body are thinking differently and I'm getting turned on again.

While you watch me with amusement drying myself with jumping jacks, you talk about your further plans.

"We really need to use this well prepared hole." You say.

"Can't wait for it." Alex adds.

FINALLY you'll fuck my pussy I think and jump higher, even more motivated. When both of you are satisfied you lead me in the living room where you bend me over the table and tie my hands to the table legs at the far end.

"This ass is made to fuck." Alex says.

At the same time I feel one of you entering my ass.

You are fucking me hard, deep and relentless.

After all what happened so far I'm so horny, that it feels like I even could orgasm from this alone.

That would be the first time. But that's not what you have on your mind.

The first one of you cums inside me, the pulsing cock feels so good. But you don't give me time to relax. The second one takes his turn and fucks me just as relentlessly as the one before.

You don't care about my joy, it's all about yours and that's the way it should be. My asshole burns, and my pussy is leaking.