Note to reader: This is the last of a five-part series. It will make more sense if you read the other four episodes.
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"Wow, the gang's all here. Stop fidgeting sub! Your collar is not too tight, you just need to get used to being pulled around. What? I can't make out what you're saying through the ball-gag. Let's open your top hole for now, shall we?
What do you need to talk for? Is it something important, like you need to go to the bathroom or are you just making a helpful suggestion?
Thought so. Stop annoying me with your trivial concerns. I don't care if you think your cage is too tight. Oh look, some of the other subs are being allowed to drink. There's an open spot, come."
Mistress Cecilia tugged on my leash then had me join a couple of other subs on all fours, lapping water from dog bowls.
"Drink lots, it's going to be a long night and I don't want you dehydrated. You'll need to beg to pee of course, but you're getting pretty good at that. Begging I mean. It's an acquired skill, but the natural sub in you seems to enjoy grovelling.
Keep lapping, I'll take a quick shot of you and send it to Elena. Prove I'm taking care of you. All done? Let's go for a walk and check on my guests. No, stay on all fours for now. Heel!"
The other subs were hooded like me. They all had collars. Their cocks were locked into short curved cages like mine. One had an ass plug shaped like a dogs tail. One sat up and barked for a treat from his Mistress. Just like I would have. Oh god, I was just like them.
I crawled along behind Mistress Cecilia, grateful that I belonged to the hostess of the "Socialize Your Pet" party and appreciative of my Mistress Elena for arranging this experience for me.
For the rest of the evening I followed Mistress Cecilia around on the sub end of a leash, mostly crawling, occasionally on two feet. Suddenly she had me 'sit' and open my mouth wide. Mistress Cecilia worked a bright red rubber ball gag into my top hole and cinched it tight.
"This is so you won't have to lick any pussies tonight. The ball gag sort of discourages casual users if you know what I mean. But if anyone seriously wants to use you this evening I'll let them know you're just a loaner and your Domme would have to approve any play with others. Besides, Elena would kill me if I let you lick pussy all night."
I was relieved. I realized I had built up a mental defence against being abused tonight. I convinced myself that I could handle anything, short of an all-out flogging. But that wasn't true. The relief I felt was genuine. The facade I had built was too fragile to withstand the reality of a room full of Dommes and submissives.
I leaned heavily against my Mistress's leg. Thanks to her benevolence I could feel safe with her, and watch other subs interact with their Mistresses. She would allow me to participate but she would not abandon me.
Mistress Cecilia looked around the room, searching for someone or something. Her hand rested on my head. She ran her fingers through my hair casually, absently, while she scanned the room.
"Is your cock still tight inside its cage sub? Maybe I'll let it out for a little exercise if you think you can keep your mouth shut about it. Spread your legs, I need a shot of your still-caged dick for Mistress Elena.
Ooo, look at that! Your little cage is all jammed full of cock! I guess that means you're having a good time. Should I take your cock out of jail, sub? Don't answer.
Stand up. Closer. Let's see, gotta find the right key. There. Wow, that came off fast, and look at how hard it got! Mmm, it feels hard and soft at the same time. Bad boy, you're oozing pre-cum already. Then again I like a sub that makes his own lube.
