I am Sean and Kasey is my slave, but not long ago the tables were turned. I lost a bet with Kasey and I had to submit to her wishes for 24 hours. I received my simple instructions via e-mail. I was ordered to shower well, dress in a blue working singlet and shorts, perform 2 hours of manual labour and then knock on my own dungeon door and wait to be let in. The first part of the instructions may seem to be a bit bizarre, but not nearly as bizarre as what was to follow. I knew exactly why Kasey had given me these particular instructions.
I have a shower in my dungeon and an entertainment area adjoining it, so it wasn't difficult to comply with my mistress for a day. I showered, dressed and busied myself with some renovations in the entertainment area, I had been planning for some time. I didn't re-enter the dungeon and at the appointed time, made my way around the front and knocked. I was confident that I could easily handle anything that Kasey may dish out or demand of me.
She didn't make me wait like I do to her, she called me in straight away and I immediately got my first surprise. Standing there were Kasey and her two good friends Trudy and Gabby. A number of things went through my head, but I can't remember in what order. I remember thinking that as far as I knew Trudy and Gabby weren't into Bondage and Discipline, for that matter I thought of them as very straight and inhibited. I also remember taking in the fact that all three were dressed very similarly, but in different colours and that all three had there breasts completely exposed to me.
Each woman had very different tits. Kasey's full and fleshy, swinging and bouncing with every little movement and tipped with semi stiff, pink nipples. Gabby's in contrast were much smaller and firmer, with equally small, but very hard brown nipples. Trudy's tits were somewhere in between in size, a little floppy and the nipple not appearing to be excited at all and the areola, extremely large, covering almost half the area of each breast.
They all wore black corsets, Kasey's trimmed in red, Trudy's in purple and Gabby's in cream. They also wore black micro mini skirts which showed off their garters and stocking tops to perfection. They all wore sheer black stockings and strappy shoes with stiletto heels. It was obvious to me that all three had been drinking a fair bit of alcohol and that I must have looked totally gobsmacked because I could hear Trudy and Gabby giggling, but the smile on Kasey's face was malicious.
She almost snarled as she said "Welcome to my den slave boy, follow us." I didn't have to follow far until the women sat down on three chairs, beside each of which was a table with bottles of each woman's favourite pre-mixed drink. Kasey sat to my left, Trudy in the middle and Gabby to my right. As they sat, my eyes found it difficult to decide which skirt to watch as they rode up these sexily clad woman's legs. I didn't need to worry, because each skirt stopped just short of the pussies I was desperate to gaze upon.
Gabby leaned over to Kasey and giggled "Will he really do anything we tell him to?"
Kasey answered "I told you he would and he will. Watch this." She turned to me and commanded "You're going to perform a striptease for us, boy and I don't want any pissy, half-arsed effort. I want you to imagine you are a professional, but working a private party. You know that you'll pay dearly if you don't please me and my friends."
My mind was reeling. I felt like a bit of a goose, not having a stripper's body and not having an ounce of rhythm. I also thought about what Gabby and Trudy might say afterwards, considering I see them outside this arena, but I knew I had to put everything into it.
Kasey picked up a remote control, pressed a button and You Shook Me All Night Long came pounding from the speakers around the room. I started slowly, rotating my hips and then my upper body. I was encouraged by the way the woman stopped engaging with each other and watched my every move. Surprisingly, they weren't laughing, rather they had a look of anticipation on their faces.
As I moved around the room to the beat of the music, I stayed just out of their reach as they tried to grab me. The egged me on further. I'd always found the sight of women doing that type of thing particularly horn inspiring (rather than the usual comments about how pathetic they looked, trying to get a hold of male stripper's bodies).
As I made pass close to them, I ripped off my blue singlet (which was dripping in perspiration from my dancing efforts and earlier labours) and threw it at Kasey, who grabbed it eagerly and held it to her face, smelling the testosterone now infused in it. That was reason for her unusual request for me to do manual work. She has a fetish for the smell of male perspiration, fresh perspiration, not stale sweat.
When I exposed my chest, stomach and back, all three women actually cheered and hooted. This made me feel more at ease and less inhibited and as such, the gyrating of my hips increased.
As the song ended and Freeze Frame began, I knew I needed to add something extra, otherwise I wouldn't please my mistress. I stood in front of Gabby, pushing my hips back and forth and the leaned forward, offering her my right nipple. She leaned forward and eagerly licked it, making it stiffen almost painfully.
Without being invited, Trudy also leaned forward and took my left nipple into her mouth, sucking it hard and licking it at the same time. Both women reached for my crotch at the same time and I slapped their hands away and pulled back from them, admonishing them "Tut, tut ladies, you are only allowed to touch what is exposed." They both laughed, getting into the spirit of the tease.
I moved over to Kasey and straddled her legs, gently sitting on her lap facing her. I took her big tits in my hands and moved them so that each her nipples ever so lightly grazed mine. My nipples went to an unprecedented level of hardness and I felt Kasey's nipples harden against them. I moved her nipples in circular motions over mine and her head went back as she closed her eyes and moaned. I kept this up for a short while until I felt her legs begin to open and then jumped off her and continued the striptease.
I began to bump and grind and noticed that Gabby's eyes never left the growing bulge in my shorts, Trudy's legs parted, quite deliberately showing me her shaved pussy and Kasey did the same, but was also quite openly twiddling her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. I moved toward Gabby and pointed to the button of my shorts and she keenly undid it. I moved on to Trudy and pointed the tag on my zipper. She leaned forward and kissed my bulge and then pulled the zipper down.
I stood with my back to Kasey and grabbed her hands by the wrists, pushing her thumbs into the belt hoops either side of my shorts. She immediately pulled my shorts down, exposing my cheeks (due to the g-string she had made me wear) and leaned forward and bit my right cheek hard enough to almost draw blood.
I laughed and drew away as Freeway of Love came over the speakers. I gyrated, moving around in front of them, my butt almost totally exposed and my cock fully stiff, pushing the small amount of material away from my waist. I turned to see that all three women had their legs spread, their skirts up to their waists and were masturbating fervently, each with a different style.
Kasey was moving her middle finger of her right hand up and down her increasingly wet slit, from her puckered brown hole to her clit and back again. Her touch was very light, no more than a whisper. Gabby held her lips open with the index and middle fingers of her left hand while the middle finger of her right finger frantically rubbed her clit. Trudy had two fingers inside her clearly wet cunt and was finger fucking herself like there was no tomorrow.
I must say that I extremely turned on by the fact that these women were moved to masturbate while watching me strip. I got even bolder and stood in front of Gabby, bending over and pulling the g-string down, exposing my shaved balls. She leaned forward and took them in the palm of her hand.
"Fucking hell, they're almost the size of eggs" she exclaimed as she weighed them in her hands, "and it feels like he's got a big load in there."
