15. The Party
The night arrived. Snacks and drinks were laid out, the playroom was cleaned up, and prepared with all sorts of toys to use on the various submissive souls that would be in attendance. The Masters and Mistresses were invited and would be arriving any moment. All was in readiness.
Mistress had been exacting in directing both Her pet and the gurls in preparations, but at last all was ready. The gurls had cleaned him very thoroughly, both inside and out, and he was now, waiting silently on his knees in his spot in the playroom, prepared to be used in any way the various guests would require.
He could hear the gurl's and Mistress upstairs greeting the arriving Dominants and subs. Drinks were served, and soon, footsteps and he looked up as the party attendees entered. Subs were directed to various service stations around the room. It wasn't long before a young Domme came over and petted him, bending him forward to give him a playful smack on his ass.
Soon, his face was pressed against Her young tight pussy and the party was in full swing. The sounds of whips and crops striking bared flesh could be heard. The laughter of Dominants rang out as the various submissive pets were used.
Moans and screams could be heard as subs of every gender were used and used well. Some harder than others. One masochist's back was covered in welts and bruised, but the smile on her face told the world that she had thoroughly enjoyed herself.
There was a lot of fucking. Strap ons, cocks, slave holes. Each slave had between 2 and 3 holes, and before the night was through every hole there had been used, most multiple times.
Submissive faces were coated with cum, piss, sweat, spit and tears. The Dominants faces had laughter and merriment written across them. the large smiles and predatory eyes. Cigarette and Cigar smoke filled the air.
For his part, he licked and slurped on wet pussies, sucked hard cocks, and felt the sting of those crops and other instruments. His nipples were pinched and abused, his face playfully slapped from side to side.
Then it happened, what he had thus far dreaded, and thus far avoided. Oh sure the gurl's had fucked him many times in the past, but something about this was different. A large, burly bearded Dominant Man approached him, and shoved him face down. Large, manly hands gripped his ass cheeks and squeezed. Soon a large fat finger penetrated his cleaned out hole, and he moaned softly.
Chuckling the large man took that as a sign, and pulled out his hard cock. It was thick, but not too long. The Man put a condom on it, and lubed his hole, then slowly slid inside him with a contented sigh. Other partiers turned to watch the action. Mistress glanced over from where She sat, being attended by two cute young girls and smiled. She had hoped this would happen.
Since the beginning She had taught him that his sexual preferences no longer mattered, no longer had a place in Her world. That he no longer had choice over his sexual partners. That his consent was no longer needed. He was Her property, and Her consent was all that was needed for him to be used. He had come to accept this in his mind, but the reality was very different.
He did not struggle, or try to avoid his fate, but if one looked closely at his face, it could easily be seen in the way he screwed up his eyes, and scrunched his nose as the large Man thrust into him, over and over, again and again. Then he felt Her hand.
She had gotten up and moved over to watch more closely. He felt Her stroke his hair and then say to the Man, "Don't bother being gentle, fuck the bitch. Hard and fast is the way this little cunt like it."
The Man grunted and soon, was thrusting powerfully into his hole. He grunted, and Mistress leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You are a toy, pet. Nothing more. Here you exist to be used anyway I wish."
He moaned in response and held on for the ride. Then he gasped as Mistress said, "would you mind terribly cumming down the cunt's throat? I would LOVE to see him take it ass to mouth."
