Blinking her eyes excitedly she looked around at the men. She was looking for something or someone she recognized but all of the men except her Master had on black ski masks with only little slits for the eyes nose and mouth. She saw some of their shoulders shake as they chuckled at her reaction.
The only thing she knew for sure was that these were not Master's poker buddies or his lifestyle friends. Even though some of them seemed to know something about BDSM scene play she still did not recognize any of these huge men as anyone she knew from the dungeon that she attended with her Master.
With her small hands still tied behind her back she turned to look at Master and made a little frown as she pouted at him. Howling with glee he smacked her bare butt and turned her with her back to him. And while he pulled her long thick auburn hair into a quick makeshift braid down her back, he said, "Well my curious Pet, I never said you would know who they are."
She was shocked then as she realized that her Master had been letting strangers use her. But as she looked at her Master again his wink and his mischievous smile reassured her that she was safe and this was the way he wanted her to enjoy her special Christmas present.
She had to admit to herself that she couldn't complain because Master had somehow engineered some very interesting Christmas presents for her in the past. Smiling to herself as she remembered those times, she wondered if he was going to continue in that tradition this year. But then it was already Christmas Eve and she supposed that this was only what he had in mind.
In her mind a little anonymous gangbang could be lots of fun, especially if Master didn't have a problem with it. After all she had once confided in him that she had always wanted to be fucked nonstop until she finally got her fill. In fact, he had helped make that happen before too, and she had loved it. Besides, she was sure that no one man was strong enough to handle her for as long as she needed.
And, above all Master had made sure that she would be safe throughout it all. So, she decided that it would be very fitting if she just enjoyed being the insatiable slut that her Master had trained her to be.
"Thank you Master," was all she could say as he held her in bondage by her own hair. And she was also surprised at how many times she had felt herself in the various kinds of bondage this evening. She made a mental note to jot them down and discuss them with Master later. But for now she was ready for more fun. "Thank you really," she whispered as she gave him a sweet smile of gratitude.
"Now Pet are you ready for phase two?" he asked jokingly.
"I am sure I am if you say so Master, even though I don't have a clue about what phase two is," she giggled. She felt a little more of that sub space descending on her as Master continued to handle her by her hair. She couldn't move at all between her bondage and the increasing sub space, and yet she was incredibly turned on by it, so leaning her body back against his she added, "And thank you, thank you, thank you Master."
Laughing, he looked at the hooded men and said, "While I take my Pet to freshen up men please help yourself to whatever implements of torture you may find in my bag, or use one of yours. My Pet has expressed an interest in learning about different forms of bondage and since I treasure my Pet, with your help, Bondage for Christmas is what she will get."
The men all laughed and then the man in the middle who was a little shorter and stouter than the others said in his raspy voice, "Of course my friend. And it will be our pleasure to help her learn." And then with a growl in his voice she could tell he was leering at her as he added, "After all we all want Cher to enjoy her Christmas present don't we?"
Cher felt another shiver run through her at the sound of his voice again. It was so familiar yet she still couldn't make out who it was. She was sure she knew him and it preyed on her mind until Master pulled her by her own bondage hair toward the bathroom.
He untied her hands and told her to get into the tub. Then he ran the water until it was warm enough and he turned on the handheld shower hose and wet and soaped her all over. He made sure that she was clean everywhere, especially in spots where she had some of the men's cum on her. As he toweled her off gently he looked into her glazed eyes.
"My, my Pet. Are we in a little sub space?" he teased, "Your eyes seem to be a little glassy my sweet slut."
"Heh!" was all Cher could say.
She moved up closer until she was belly to belly with her Master and looked back into his eyes. Feeling a little giddy she cocked her head to the side and asked, "Master?"
"What Pet?"
"I was wondering why being in sub space is called deep and the feeling I get is called high at the same time?" She stood on her tiptoes again and looked deep into Master's eyes as if she hoped to find the answer to her question there. Then she shook her head as if she was trying to understand her own question.
"Oh my, my Pet," he chuckled as he wrapped a warm dry towel sheet around her and led her back into the living room. Once there he sat her down in a chair and quickly gave her a piece of fruitcake and a coke.
Speaking to the men he said, "I think Cher needs to eat some food and come down a little before we continue. She's tripping and we need to bring her back to Earth before we send her flying again."
"I agree," the man with the raspy voice laughed, "We don't want Cher to be flying around on Christmas Eve do we? After all we don't want her to run into Santa again," he snickered.
Cher's head snapped around in the direction of the raspy voice. "Who are you?" she demanded in her thickening subbie haze.
She tried to look serious and authoritative, and like she was expecting an answer. But he just put his finger by his nose and said, "I am just someone who wants to make sure that you have a good fuck for Christmas Cher."
Suddenly she thought that was hilarious and she started giggling uncontrollably until Master put the coke to her mouth and said, "Drink NOW."
She started drinking but couldn't stop giggling right away. And soon she was choking and coughing on her coke. And as her coughing stopped she started to laugh again, but as soon as she opened her mouth and leaned her head back to laugh the man with the raspy voice shoved a huge piece of the fruitcake in her mouth and ordered her to eat.
And then as Master gave her that raised eyebrow with a solemn look she decided to chew on the cake instead of saying what she was thinking.
