Into the Woods

(written by Arin, edited and enhanced by Molly)

I'd been with my Mistress for over six months and as near as I could tell, our times together had been happy for both of us. She was somewhat secretive about her life, but I had the idea she's something special in the world of D/s whenever I interact with her. On this particular day, I was soon to begin to learn out just how special she is.

"Girl, I'm going to be holding a D/s party here at my house soon. We've worked together enough for me to feel confident that you're ready to act as my maid at the party. This is a special group of people who are important to me. Each month we get together for an evening of chat and entertainment. The party rotates between the various members' locations. I haven't taken you to any of them thus far, waiting until we got to know each other better. But now I think you're ready, and won't disgrace me by your behavior."

I smiled at what sounded like a compliment. "Thank you, Mistress. I'll try very hard to behave perfectly, and I look forward to hearing your wishes."

"Very well, girl. First of all, I have a special maid's outfit for you to wear at the party. It's quite revealing, since the top completely exposes your breasts." The thought of a lot of strangers viewing my breasts made me blush, but also excited me, since my Mistress tells me often how lovely my tits are. "In addition to that, you'll wear a black garter belt, black sheer stockings, black high heels, and a tiny skirt with no panties. Of course, this means that with practically any motion on your part you'll be flashing your pussy and your ass at my guests. Other than those things you'll also wear a lacy black and white maid's hat pinned to your hair. Does any of this bother you?"

I know my cheeks were red, visualizing an image of me moving through a crowd of her guests dressed like that, but I had to be honest. "No, Mistress, it doesn't bother me. To be honest it makes me a little excited."

Mistress gave me some more instructions, which made me gulp a little nervously upon hearing them, but I was determined to make her proud of me.

The night of the party, I got to her house well ahead of time. I'd already showered and done my hair and makeup at home. At her house I stripped naked and put on the outfit she had ready for me. Once I was... well... dressed, I guess I should say, I looked in the mirror. Being dressed like this was remarkably more lewd than just being naked. But I liked the effect.

Checking me over, Mistress nodded her approval, but warned me, "These people and this gathering is very important to me as I said, so I want you to be on your best pet behavior." I swallowed hard, very glad that she'd prepared me about what sort of things to expect. She then had me assist her in placing the special table in the center of her large living room. Once that was done, I went to get things ready. I quickly checked that the house was properly dusted -- something I'd done early in the morning, so it was just a matter of checking it again. I placed the food trays out on the serving table, buffet style. Red wines were open and breathing, white wines and other drinks were chilling in the refrigerator, placed there by a caterer. But the caterers were not allowed to observe the goings-on at these parties. They delivered, and left.

Some guests started to trickle in early and these often brought food and drink. Dominants were accompanied by their submissives, and the submissives were carrying the items. I just had to scramble to incorporate the new additions into the display of goodies at the dining table. I was kept on my toes between answering the door and arranging the food and drinks in a pleasing manner. It was good that I was being kept busy, because otherwise I might've been tempted to ogle the submissives especially, who were either scantily dressed or not dressed at all by that point.

There were both male and female Dominants, accompanied by their various subs. I noticed that the Dominants were all dressed in expensive clothing, indicative of status and wealth. Everyone, Dominants and submissives, male and female, appeared to me to be very attractive. My eyes were darting all over the place, drinking in all the sights. However, I was glad that Mistress had prepared me for one aspect of this party. When I answered the door this time, there was a lovely woman there, holding a leash. That leash went to her female submissive, who must've walked while stark naked from the car to the door with her hands cuffed behind her back! Moreover, the submissive had the words 'PARTY FAVOR' written on her tummy and back with a marker pen. People applauded when they saw her.

Mistress raised her hand to make an announcement, so the guests fell silent and listened. "Now that our party favor has arrived, the party can commence. But first I want to introduce my special girl here. Her name is Robin, and I want you all to be nice to her. This is her first such gathering." With her announcement complete, the chatter among the guests started back up, and some headed for the food and drinks. Several people came to me and assured me that I was very lucky she'd selected me. Many took the opportunity to caress my exposed breasts! My nipples hardened as the waves of pleasure coursed through me.

Mistress came over to me and informed me, "Since this is my party, and you are my submissive, it's our job to bind the party favor to the bondage table we set up earlier." Together, we helped the woman climb onto the table, whereupon Mistress said, "Let's start you face up." The woman compliantly placed herself centered on the top of the table, looking at the ceiling, and held out both arms in offering. There were leather cuffs that locked with powerful Velcro strips, so it was merely a few moments to cuff her wrists. Attached to the cuffs were ropes that led to pulleys with locking ratchets at the top two corners of the table. We cranked the pulleys and her arms were immobilized as they pointed to the corners in a V shape.

Next, we attached similar cuffs to her ankles, and cranked the ropes from those cuffs to the pulleys at the lower corners of the table. So, in moments, she was nicely spreadeagled. I looked at her nudity on display, and how calm she was about it. Her lovely breasts rose and fell enticingly with each breath she took. Her pose spread her thighs wide apart, shamelessly uncovering her pussy. Her pussy lips were smooth and puffy, and I wondered how they'd feel and taste. Regrettably, following the lead of my Mistress, I started to walk away from the table.

"Just a moment, girl Robin," a deep, masculine voice, halted me in my tracks. I turned to face the man, and saw that he was now naked from the waist down, and sporting a quite nice, stiff erection. "I wish to use the party favor, but she's not been properly warmed up for me. Your Mistress told us that this is your first such party, so perhaps you didn't know you're supposed to use your oral skills to prepare the party favor."

I was elated at that thought. "No, Sir, I wasn't aware of it, and thank you for informing me so kindly. I will fix the situation at once." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my Mistress smiling and nodding her approval. I climbed up the foot of the table, well aware that without any panties I was giving the onlookers a great display of my own sexual region. That made me blush, but it also excited me. I scooted up between her spread thighs, placed my hands on her waist near her hip bones, and lowered my face to her pussy. Her scent was a rather unique blend of spiciness and muskiness -- very attractive. Extending my tongue, I lapped at her outer pussy lips, which were smooth, warm and salty, probably from sweat droplets. I was pleased to hear her sigh loudly and almost purr. Her scent intensified as I continued lapping at her lower lips.

When I judged that her outer lips were sufficiently wet, I brought my hands to her pussy and gently parted those outer lips and briefly gazed at her revealed pink wetness. But only briefly because in moments I was only looking at her mound as I began lapping at her tasty inner folds. I tried to ignore the ribald comments uttered by the party guests during the few minutes of licking it took to get the juices of the party favor flowing well. Since the man had only told me to prepare her, I assumed she was now ready for him and his cock, so I got off the table, out of the way.

In seconds, the man scrambled up, covered her body with his, poked at her pussy with his erection, and finally penetrated her. His ass bobbed up and down as he thrust hard, using the party favor as if she was only there as a cum dump. As I watched him pound away at her, I couldn't help but be a little envious of her, since she was not only the center of attention, but also enjoying the feel of his lust. And sure enough, with a loud groan and an arched back, he emptied his load into her very receptive fuck hole. That was a signal for another man to partially disrobe, and then take his own turn fucking the party favor.

Since this was my first party, I felt somewhat sorry that the lovely women guests seemed to be left out. But no sooner had I had that thought when one of the women guests stripped completely, and positioned her bare pussy right against the party favor's mouth! From the ensuing cries of pleasure being emitted by the face rider, I gathered that the party favor also had wonderful oral skills, and was using them. So the party favor was now being used by both a man and a woman at the same time! The woman came first, shrieking about her orgasmic release! The man grabbed the climaxing woman by her breasts, pulling her back against his chest for leverage to drive his cock as deeply as possible into the bound party favor. From the quivering of his body, it was obvious that he was spewing his seed into her depths, mixing it with the cum already planted by the first guy.

Then another woman called out to me, "Come here, Robin girl. Let me see if your oral skills are really that good." She pulled the hem of her skirt up as she spread her legs apart, revealing a pussy covered in well trimmed, fine, downy fur. Receiving a nod from my Mistress, I obediently hurried over and went down onto my knees. Seconds later, I was dining on yet another creamy, delicious pussy and sucking at the resultant juices. When she climaxed, the woman shrieked and panted hard and fast as her muscles contracted, feeding me. She patted my head, asserting, "Yes, this girl's skills are wonderful!" Therefore, other women began beckoning, keeping me almost as busy as the party favor. So the party was going well when a man arrived and everyone addressed him as 'Captain'.

When I had a chance to look at him, I saw a very handsome, well-dressed man -- a bit older but quite fit looking. His clothes appeared to me to be pretty expensive, suggesting his wealth. He came close to where I'd returned to performing cunnilingus on my most recent party guest. After waiting politely for me to finish, he asked, "What's your name, girl? And can you get me some cold water?"

"Certainly, Sir. And my name is Robin," I replied before I hurried off to get the water.

As I returned and handed him his glass, he said, "Thank you, Robin. You look really pretty, I must say."

"Thank you, Sir," I said, blushing and curtsying. He smiled and walked away. However, I noticed that throughout the rest of the party, I'd catch him looking at me.

Mistress came over to me later, asking, "How are things going?"

I answered, "All seems to be going well, Mistress. The guests are commenting on how tasty the food and drinks are, and how enjoyable the entertainment is." At that, I probably got pink cheeks, since I was part of the entertainment package, whether Mistress had planned that or not, although she'd warned me that it might happen. Clearing my throat, I whispered, "Mistress, may I ask about that man that everyone is calling the Captain?"

She smiled and told me quietly, "He's probably the most wealthy person here tonight. And even so, I find him to be a very nice person. The people call him that name because he owns a very large sailboat."

The party was going so well that the people hated to leave. Therefore, the party ran later than expected. After the last guest had gone, I began the process of cleaning up. My Mistress said, "Robin, it's so late that I want you to spend the night here with me. I'm very proud of you since I've received several comments about how nice and successful the party was tonight."

I certainly didn't mind spending the night in her bed with her, pleasing her. The next day, I completed the clean up, and did a final sweep of the house -- all seemed well. As I was about to leave, Mistress stopped me and asked, "What happened at the party?"

Perplexed, I had no idea what she was asking. So I replied, "Mistress, you saw me serving the food and drinks, and also servicing the female guests orally when they demanded it. Nothing else happened, I think."

She stated, "Well, I've received an e-mail from the Captain in which he says he enjoyed meeting you, Robin. He complimented you, telling me what a good job you did at my party. He went on to ask if I'd lend you to him to help him when it's his turn to host the party."

"I'd be happy to help, if you wish me to do so, Mistress," I told her. "And if so, would you like me to wear my same maid outfit, since he'd said how nice I looked in it?"

Mistress grinned at me. "You misunderstand me, girl. The Captain was asking me if I'd loan you as the party favor for his party. What do you think of that idea, my girl?"

I think I gulped loudly, my eyes wide with surprise. Strange, contradictory emotions ripped through me. On the one hand, the idea of being driven naked, leashed and handcuffed with those words written on my body seemed so humiliating that it bordered on mortification. But on the other hand, I'd be the center of attention at the party, which appealed to my vanity -- and, to be honest, my growing streak of exhibitionism. But the party favor had been a fuck toy for not only the women at the party, but also the men. When I cast my mind back to watching the party favor being used by the men, I remembered how envious I felt that she was experiencing their lust, and a delicious shivering manifested in my core. My body was definitely voting yes.

All those thoughts went through my mind in an instant, as Mistress waited for my answer. Since I trusted her to keep me safe and healthy, I replied, "The idea is a little scary Mistress, but also very, very exciting. Of course if you wish me to be the party favor for the Captain's party, I will gladly do so."

"Excellent, my sweet girl. I'll tell the Captain, and I'll look forward to seeing you perform."

Time passed and, in what seemed like the blink of an eye, it was the day of the party. I cleansed myself thoroughly, since I expect that all three of my holes would be used as I serviced people during the evening. When the time for our departure arrived, I stripped completely naked, and Mistress wrote those fateful words: 'PARTY FAVOR' on my tummy and back. She also handcuffed my hands behind my back, and attached a leash to my collar. I didn't look around as I stepped out of her house naked, and the leash would've prevented me from bolting for her car. I was quaking a little, but tried to walk with some semblance of dignity. I was happier when I was finally in the car seat with the door closed protectively around me, though.

We were to arrive early, so I could get used to the environment before the guests arrived, since I'd never been in the captain's house before. Mistress drove us both to his house, or should I say mansion. It was the biggest home I'd ever seen. The back of the house was on a waterway. Glancing that direction, I could see several boats.

Following instructions from my Mistress, I went to work helping the staff get things in order for the party. After a while, I had a question about the party, but I couldn't find Mistress or the Captain anywhere. I walked out back and asked some of the staff if they'd seen either of them. One lady said she saw him heading for his boat, docked at the water. She pointed out which one was his.

As I headed for the boat, I wondered when a boat turned into a ship. This boat was also very large -- I could only guess at its cost. I stopped near it, wondering if I dared go onto it, since perhaps the Captain would be angry if I did. As I stood there, I could hear faint sounds coming from the boat. Listening carefully, it suddenly occurred to me that someone was having sex on the boat.

Curious, I silently climbed onto the boat. Any sounds I made were probably disguised by the water lapping at the hull. I peeked into cabin area and I was shocked to see Mistress, chained on a small bed and being used by the Captain! She was handcuffed and secured to a bunk, with her hands over her head and her feet tied apart to the bottom of the bunk. The Captain, spotting me, never missed a beat with his thrusting. Grinning, he asked, "Would you like a turn?" Blushing, I made a fast retreat off the boat, my question about the party abandoned and forgotten.

Some reasonable time later, I noticed Mistress innocently looking like nothing had happened. However, she raised her finger to her lips in a sign that I should keep quiet about what I'd witnessed. I nodded, but I couldn't get the image of Mistress on the cot out of my head. I became a little jealous, but this didn't last very long since it was nearing the time for the official start of the party. As guests started to arrive, I had to assume my role as the party favor. Mistress and the Captain secured me spreadeagled to a large vertical wooden frame, making my naked body available and on display.

There were enough 'oohs' and 'aahs' to make my cheeks turn scarlet as people had a good look at me -- their toy for the night. Decorum was abandoned, or at least postponed, as several people approached me, anxious to touch me and feel my skin. Soon hands were touching my hair, neck, back, tits, tummy, ass, pussy, thighs and legs! Apparently most if not all of the submissives also had permission to play with the party favor for this party. That was quite an experience -- being felt up by so many hands at the same time.

It's a good thing it made me wet, because soon thereafter, a guy I'd never met removed his trousers, stepped up in front of me, grabbed my hips, and shoved his erection into my pussy! It felt good, but it was also sort of strange. It was very obvious that he wasn't interested in pleasuring me at all. He was just using me as a warm hole in which he could unload his cum. Speaking of warm hole, unseen by me, someone else came up behind me, and poked his cock at my tightly puckered ass hole! Thank goodness he'd lubed that cock well with something, because while the suddenness of that unexpected penetration was painful, it wasn't as bad as it would have been had his cock not been slippery. As it was, I still uttered a rather weepy, grunting scream as he shoved that fleshy poker up my ass!

The party favor at Mistress's party hadn't been used this way. No double penetration for her! But of course I was strung up in such a manner that both of my lower holes were quite accessible. And therefore they got used. Soon the two men were panting, sweating and grunting with effort as they fucked me hard. In the back of my mind, I guess I knew they didn't have a goal to make me cum, but having those pistons thrusting back and forth inside me, separated by only a thin membrane, and their girth forcing one of them to rub my clit tissues from the inside sent me spiraling up out of control. And I suddenly realized how humiliating it'd be if I climaxed with all those strangers watching. Weirdly enough, that thought actually triggered me, and I threw my head back and shouted out some nonsense that signaled my orgasm!