Hello there, James here and this is an account of the Halloween party I threw for my special friends last year. Jessica my dear slave has been looking over my shoulder as I type this up and for a sweet submissive has surprised me a few times as she corrected me.
'No Master that's not what happened,' or, 'It was the other way round Master.'
I will see to her about the interruptions later, but as she is such a sweet girl I suppose I will have to tell it the way it was.
For those of you who have not read any of my previous accounts of my adventurous friends, I had better introduce us all. I am James, a slave master. I make and sell BDSM equipment. I also sell to a BDSM web site so you have probably seen pictures of an unrecognizable me and Jessica my very recognizable slave. I am of English stock. No longer married, no children that I know of. I will admit to being over 40 as my hair is going grey.
How do you know when your getting old? Your pubic hair goes grey as well! Jessica my live-in submissive companion is very skilled at removing that giveaway sign.
Jessica is a delight, she is very clever, has blue eyes, long strawberry blond hair, which she wears in braids. She is 26, can look like a sophisticated woman, or an innocent teenager, not beautiful, but very striking. She is tall, just a centimeter shorter than my 185cm, but very slender. As supply as a gymnast. Her skin is flawless alabaster, she dislikes the sun as she gets freckles, though I have never seen them. She's a little sensitive about her breast size and wants to have implants. I have told her to wait until after she has had a child. She tells me that that is not likely as she intends to be with me for ever. She knows I had a vasectomy a long while ago. Oh to be so young! She is not only submissive, she is bi-sexual and a masochist. She has a very high pain tolerance and will always beg for more. She lost her virginity at fifteen, but had no real experience with men until we met just two years ago. She has a law degree and was a state champion swimmer.
Annie, My seamstress, machinist co-designer and sometimes cook also lives with us, she has a flat on the top floor of my old Victorian house. She used to be a high-class call girl, but has retired from that business. She had an unfortunate incident with a client which required a lawyer, which is how I met Jessica and then her. She is probably in her late thirties, may be more. She is petite, a size 6 with 34D breasts that Jessica is jealous of. Trim, taught and terrific, but she eats more than me. I have to work hard and play hard to avoid getting fat.
Annie has a strange phobia. She will not participate in any of our games unless she cannot see what is going on. She made herself a tightly fitted leather mask with a padlock that she wears to any of our sessions. She is Ok with fittings for other people, but will leave at the first signs of action, or put her mask on and then join in as a total passive doing everything she is told to do in silence. One day I will make her say something rather than respond to questions.
The twins, Johnny and Jimmy who live in the other top floor flat are still in college, also doing law. They are fit young bucks of 22 and I think confused sexually. They are good looking, 190cm with abs of steel, yet they are not into sports outside my dungeon. I think they were virgins before they came to me. They have never had a girl visit them in the year they have lived here. They are rather passive, but will act tough when prompted. They have submitted to my every command. They have short black hair, Jessica keeps their body hair trimmed and has had lots of fun with different stiles, saucy bitch. She did a #1 and #2 to their pubic hair within the first week so she could tell which twin was which.
Bea is quite a well known and respected professional person about my age, but can look older, or younger depending upon her mood. She is a dominatrix, a size 12 always smartly dressed. A woman with presence and not to be trifled with. She always wears lots of jewelry and is always quite heavily made up. She has a wicked sense of humor, her voice is a deep contralto. Her hair a dark red in a severe short style. Her eyes are green and quite large. She does not have an ounce of fat on her and is surprisingly strong. Oh and her legs go on forever! Bea in short skirt and fishnet stockings striding down the street is guaranteed to stop the traffic.
Bea also has two sub missives, Sylvia, about 30 is another size 6 with big breasts. She is a depraved masochist and will tell you to hit her harder, more or try here, to what ever is done to her. Once I drew blood and still she begged for more! Sally is probably not yet 21, a plump size 16 struggling to be a size 12. She is always saying sorry. She is also masochistic, but much less vocal. Her white skin goes crimson at the slightest touch. I have some fabulous photos of her with whip marks in nice places. She has dark brown hair and her eyes are almost black.
Billy and her husband Bobby are a strange couple She is very much into BDSM, he reluctantly has followed her lead. She almost always ties him up and is constantly taunting him when she becomes a submissive slave. Telling Bobby to look at what they were doing to her! She then asks for him to be let loose while she is still restrained with obvious results. They are very well off, always well dressed. They are having a final fling before starting a family. Billy has her life totally planned out. Bobby is obviously entranced with his beautiful wife, a size 10 with olive skin, dark hair, tawny eyes and 36DD breasts. Bobby is almost un-attractive, an average non-descript man who can disappear in a crowd of three.
George and Francis are totally the opposite with George a struggling farmer who works his fingers to the bone and his equally hard working submissive wife. They would like to play with us more often, but a busy farm to manage leaves them little time. They are a delightful couple in early 30's. They lost a child a couple of years ago and are debating adoption as Francis cannot have another child. She regrets only having had the one. She was totally inhibited when I first knew her. Bea and Jessica have bought her out of her shell. She is in awe of Sylvia, but could be her twin. George is a bull of a man almost as wide as he is tall with no neck and barrel chest. Francis is a little taller than him. He may be the shortest of us all, but has an impressive cock not long but very thick.
Michael is my step sisters ex-husband I had not seen him in the ten years before he came to visit at an inappropriate time, un-announced. Bea and her girls were trying out some new BDSM equipment at the time, Sylvia and Sally suspended naked and Bea almost naked in my dungeon. Somehow the front door had not been locked. He almost had a heart attack when he popped his head round the door to say hello. He lives interstate and was suffering from divorce blues until he met Bea. He now comes to visit me at any and every opportunity. He is late 30's, short-ish, quite well off but looking for work here. As a research scientist he is rather tied to his present position. He is rather a nerd, but Bea has got his juices flowing. He has never really initiated anything, but is learning to enjoy being a sadist. This is the first time he has met the rest of the gang.
The Halloween party had been Georges idea some months ago and Bea had agreed to join in when she knew Michael was coming over. My visitors were to arrive a seven sharp smart casual. I was to provide costumes after a finger food dinner for a trick or treat party. I had prepared a set of typed up instruction cards for each of the players. There were a six sets of options on each card and the way the trick or treat was to be selected was with the throw of a dice, trick or treat with the toss of a coin. Who was to go first by selecting a card. I had dice and playing cards and a nice Double Headed silver dollar.
At six fifty the rumpus room was all set up, warm, with nice background music and the food set out. Time to begin. I told Jessica to take her clothes off and she was to serve all the drinks. She knew Bobby would freak out but willingly complied.
'Master you are not nice!'
I took her discarded clothes, not much, a skirt and blouse with me as I made my way to the front door. Tossed them into the laundry and took the boxes of outfits back down to the rumpus room.
Annie was coming down the external stairs so I opened the front door and told her that Jessica was naked and was she alright with that. She laughed and told me she had the mask ready. I let her in and she helped me carry the costumes we had designed and made the previous week. She was the only one who knew what the costumes looked like. I had them all in labeled boxes. I had sent Annie back to the rumpus room with the last box when the door bell rang. On the dot of seven. I opened the door and all my guests were there. Each had a bottle of wine, though Bea also had a plate of delicious looking homemade chocolate rum balls.
I groaned, 'All those calories Bea.'
She laughed, 'You don't HAVE to eat one, I am sure the others will eat any you don't want. There's only three each!'
I took top coats and pointed them in the direction of the rumpus room. 'Jessica is in charge of the bar give the bottles to her please.' I hung Bea's smart coat and Billy's mink up and found chairs to put the other coats on.
My guests took off together. I heard a loud roar from Bobby as he saw the naked Jessica beside the bar.
'Good God James, it's one of those parties again!'
Billy told him, 'Shut up you fool of course it is!'
Bobby did as he was told and Billy gave Jessica a hug and quick grope then stroked her husbands face with a damp finger. 'Aren't you glad we came dear?'
Bobby muttered something, but managed a smile. By the time I reached the rumpus room Jessica had been hugged by everyone except Bobby.
