I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story...
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There are many women in the room, all dressed sexy and beautiful. Your slave matron Ilsa that manages and disciplines your sissy boys in your kennels and several of your girlfriends are standing around you, chatting in a group.
These are the special ladies, the kinky elite that come to your parties and gala events with their husbands, lovers and slaves. All women tonight, it's a ladies evening of drinks and fun, 'girls night out' as it read on your invitation.
My mother Mary is standing against the wall talking to a woman. You look at her from across the room, see her smile back at you. You turn to Ilsa, hand her your drink.
"Hold this."
You push your drink at her roughly. You move toward Mary, your arm extended as Ilsa takes your glass just before it falls.
You walk to the front of Mary, take her arm firmly, so tight it hurts her. You pull her away from the woman she was talking with, almost drag her away. It catches everyone's attention. You are slightly irritated and it shows. You pull Mary off to the side of the large room in a dimly lit area. She almost falls as she is dragged like an errant child.
You push her up against the wall, pin her to the wall with your body. Staring into her eyes you put your mouth on hers. Pushing your tongue into her mouth you kiss her deeply. She swoons, whimpers like a little girl, melts to your kiss. You reach down and with your wrist lift her skirt, fingers quickly to the waist band of the front her panties. In seconds your hand is inside her delicate underpants, your fingers on her pussy. She quivers, breathes so deeply, lost to your kiss. Her eyes are closed but yours are wide open. You watch her face as the index and third finger of your right hand go to the outer lips of her pussy, spreading them. You put your middle finger on her clitoris. She is soaking wet, dripping within seconds. All in the room silently watch, you have everyone's attention, soft music the only sound in the room.
Your guests are far from shocked. Several have been waiting for something like this to happen. It's what happens at your parties. They are taken by the scene in front of them. Intently watching, they've seen much kinkier sex scenes at your parties before but this is hot. Very hot. You have the room's undivided attention.
Mary writhes as you rub her clit in small circular motions, panting under your kiss.
"You my little girl?"
You speak so softly, whisper, lips still touching hers.
"Yes, oh yes..."
You push your finger into her. She moans, lost to it all. Her skirt is up over your arm, up around her waist, panties pulled out by your hand inside them. She pushes back against your hand. All watch in silence. She is lost to you.
"You think about me doing this to you, rewarding you with my hand, Mary, do you?"
You are an inch from her face. Her eyes closed, breathing so deeply, dripping on your hand, your warm sweet breath on her cheek.
