Slut Mansion: Night 1

Slut Mansion: Night 1

"Are you ready for the Slut Mansion?" the driver asks, opening the car door for me.

"Yes," automatically comes out of my mouth. I don't know whether I'm ready or not, but I know I want to find out.

This morning the driver arrived at my house precisey at the time expected., to take me to the Mansion, and to a new life. A life so unlike anything I had known in my short life to date.

He drives in silence for some time, away from the suburbs into the countryside, onto a sprawling estate with a large, imposing mansion. Slut Mansion. He drives around back to a small courtyard and stops; opens the door for me in silence and gestures toward a door.

As I reach the door, it is opened by a big man, probably in his fourties, who welcomes me.

"Welcome to the Slut Mansion, slave. I am your Master. I will show you to your room."

I follow him up the stairs to a small room, comfortably furnished. The small space is dominated by a huge bed, a collar with a leash is attached very conspicuously to a ring on the wall near the bed. Through door is a small bathroom with a large, old fashioned looking claw-foot bathtub.

"First rule: no clothes inside the Mansion. You can take them off now and leave them in this basket, they will be laundered and returned." He opens a closet, showing me a small chest of drawers, basket and room to hang a few items.

I undress shyly, remove my my tight shorts and top, and shyly cover my perky tits and bald pussy. My Master comes up to me and slaps me in the face, 'Hands at your sides, slut."

I stand trembling as he inspects my body, running his hands up my legs to feel for stubble, dropping to a knee for a closer look at my carefully shaven crotch, lifting my arm to check underneath. I feel myself growing aroused, eager for his touch to continue. But he steps away.

"You're such a good little obedient slut. Good." He removes the collar and leash from its place near my bed and fastens it around my neck. "You will wear this collar at all times, except when you are bathing or when I remove it. And you will be on a leash whenever you are outside your room. Now let's go, I'll show you the rest."

As my Master shows me the rest of the house, I am surprised that it's so silent and empty. Such a big house and no one to be seen. I want to ask, so many questions, but I haven't been given permission to speak.

"Second rule: you're the slut of the Mansion. So here can do anything they want with you, and you must obey them immediately. I assure you they will all want to fuck this slutty body of yours. Do you like to fuck, slut?"

I feel my bare nipples harden and my pussy starting to get wet at the question. I don't know, I hope so. I had only been fucked by a few boys and it hadn't been very good. I am desperate for a more satisfying experience. "Yes, Master. I love to fuck!"

"Good girl. I know you're going to behave like the little good slut you are. Fuck, I love how your nipple are getting hard and ready."

He takes one of my nipples and pinches it hard, making me gasp as it takes me by surprise. He twists it and then moves on to my other nipple, repeating the same process. My pussy is sopping, I fantasize about him pushing me against the wall and fucking me hard right now, I want it so bad. I wonder how big his cock is, will he pump me full of his cum until it is dripping down my legs?

"Rule number three: you will not talk unless you are asked to, and you will refer to everyone as Sir or Madam".

Obeying this third rule, I look at him and stay silent.

"Understood, slut?" he asks me.

"Yes, Sir" I respond.

He slaps my face again, and smiles. "To you I am Master, not Sir. I was talking about everyone else."

"Yes, Master" I respond, with a shy smile.

"Good girl. You will be the perfect slave for me" he says, in his rough voice.

We continue the tour of the mansion, I follow a few steps behind my Master. He gives a gentle tug on my leash anytime I drop too far behind. Sometimes I stray slightly just so I can feel him tug my leash, the pressure of my collar making me nearly faint with desire. He smiles knowingly at me, he knows what I am doing. He leads me through the rooms and corridors until we arrive back into my room.

He removes my leash and returns it to its place near my bed. He patiently explains, "The first night at the Slut Mansion is one of my favorites. As my newest toy, I don't want to share you with everyone yet. Later I will I will present you to my circles; you will get touched, slapped, fucked and played with by anyone who wants to. But that will be tomorrow."

He pauses and gives me a slow kiss. Then continues, "Night 1 is only for my 3 closest friends and myself to do everything we please with you. When they arrive, you will greet them, one by one, crawling up to them, kissing their bulge, and saying 'Welcome to the Slut Mansion, Sir'. Understood?"

"Yes, Master" I respond.

"We have several hours before my guests arrive, time for you to get ready to meet them. You will find everything you need in the bath, but in case there is something else you need just pick up this phone, you will be connected to the Matron of the mansion. Are you getting excited for your first night, slut?"

Before I could answer he reached between my legs, his middle two fingers sunk easily into my soaking snatch. "Yes Master, oh yes, please yes," I wimpered and nearly collapsed, clutching at his strong arms for support.

"I see you are. Soon my little slut. You are not to to play with yourself, understood?" I nod and he starts to leave the room, but turns again and asks, "Before I forget... have you ever been with a girl before?"

"No..." I feel my cheeks going red.

He smiles. "I supposed so. Such an innocent face and a slutty little body... you will love it".

I don't speak; but I know my face is showing my confusion, my desire, my lust.

He seems to notice, and quickly explains, "Frank, one of my friends who will join us tonight, also has a dirty slave like you. When they arrive, I want you to greet him like I taught you to, and kiss his slave on the lips. She has also been instructed to do this, and you will see she has experience, so you just need to obey whatever you are ordered."

"Okay, Master. I will do as told," I respond.

"Now get some rest before tonight. Remember, you are not allowed to play with yourself or to cum until I say so".

"Yes, Master."

I lay on my new king-size bed and fantasize about what awaits me tonight. I resist the urge to touch myself, but I know my pussy is soaking wet. I try to distract myself with a hot bath. The jasmine smell of the bubble bath is heavenly and I know the smell of my skin will entice my Masters friends, incite their passion and inflame them desire to use me hard. These thoughts are driving me crazy with lust. But I cannot touch myself.

I get out of the bath and try to divert my thought with a random book selected off the shelf; it helps, but not much. After some time, I hear someone knock on my door, and I open it. A young woman, not much older than myself enters.

"Oh my, she exclaims, you are very pretty! I think we are going to have a lot of fun together, but I don't get to have you until next week. I was sent to bring you down to the party." She removes my leash and clips it to my collar. She is also wearing a collar but her's has a name on it: Slitlicker. I want a name on my collar, I wonder what Master will name me.

"Let's go downstairs now pretty girl. I hope Master let's me watch you tonight, you are going to have so much fun!" I follow her obediantly.

Slitlicker leads me into the hall and hands my leash to Master, "Your new slut, Master."

"Thank you slut. You may go sit in your kennel, I know you want to watch tonight."

"Yes Master. Thank you!" She beams and drops to her knees and kissing his crotch before crawling on all fours to a small cubby built along one wall. It doesn't exactly look like a dog kennel, it is spacious with a comfortable cushion on the floor. She crawls in and sits inside, on her haunches, like a bitch waiting for a command.

The front door opens and a middle aged man, with big, strong biceps, comes inside.

"Welcome, Bobby. This is my newest toy." Master looks at me, "Kneel slut, and greet him the way I taught you to."

I drop to the floor and crawl until I'm at Bobby's feet, kiss his bulge and say "Welcome to the Slut House, Sir."

I feel his bulge growing under my lips, and I can imagine how big his cock will be. He takes a long look at my body and starts to caress my hair. I am getting even wetter thinking about his cock filling me.

"What a cute little dog you have here, man!" Bobby says.

"Yes, she is, isn't she. And tonight, she will prove if she is worthy of being my slut," Master responds. "You won't dissappoint my friends, tonight, will you slut?"

"No Master. I will work very hard to make them happy." I am filled with excitement and trepidation, I want them to like me.

He walks to the kitchen and takes a beer from the fridge, with such naturality that I wonder how many times they have done this before. As he rejoins us in the hall he notices Slitlicker sitting quietly in her kennel, watching with growing lust in her eyes. He walks to her and pats her head.

"Your master is letting you watch the new slut tonight? Aren't you a lucky bitch. Tomorrow I'll fuck you, would you like that?" Bobby asks her.

"Yes Sir," she licks her lips hungrily.

A few minutes later someone else comes into the Mansion. Master introduces him as Ralph. He has grey hair and a moustache, and looks a bit older than Master and Bobby, but still fit. I crawl up to him and greet him just like I did some minutes ago with Bobby.

"Nice to meet you, slut. Now be a good girl and give me another kiss."

I look at my Master for approval, and he says: "You don't need my permission. Tonight, you will obey anything these men ask you to do."

So I give him another kiss in his growing bulge and I am greeted with a soft slap. I moan into his crotch, my cunt is on fire and I can barely resist the urge to unzip his pants and get my hands, my mouth on him. The smell of my arousal fills the room; everyone can smell me.

"Good girl," says Ralph.

Master hangs then end of my leash near the door. "Stay, slut," he commands. "I expect Frank soon, you will greet him when he arrives."

I sit on my haunches the way I see Slitlicker sitting in her kennel, like a patient bitch waiting for her commands. She is such a well trained slut bitch, I want to be like her. I wonder if I will get a kennel like her.

I hear the men go into the kitchen and grabbing more beers. They come back into the hall, drinking and laughing, whispering things about tonight that I can't hear. I watch the door patiently waiting for the next guest, eager to show him how eager I am.

Finally, another man, big and hairy, opens the front door and lets himself in. Looking at the group of men, he says, "Starting the fun without me? I'm sorry for being late, this fucking slut couldn't contain her fucking urge to suck my cock."

In that moment, a blond girl comes crawling into the house. I notice she is naked, like me, but isn't wearing a collar.

I strain at my leash, whimpering, trying to reach him so that I can kiss his bulge and welcome him properly. Master will be disappointed if I don't properly greet his guests. The hairy man notices me and comes near, close enough for me to rise up on my knees and kiss his bulge. I've been waiting so long, my brain is fogged with lust and I grab his ass and push my face into his crotch.

"Down girl, Sit!" he admonishes me and I sit. He takes my leash and leads me toward where the other men are waiting. The other slut crawls alongside me and we kiss, licking each other, she sniffs my pussy as I'm pulled along by my leash to my Master.

We sit on the floor at Master's feet and she continues to kiss me. I feel her tongue playing with mine, as we continue kissing sloppily for a while, and I notice she has a tongue piercing.

"These are a pair of horny bitches, aren't they," somebody says, I think it's Ralph.

The men are talking quietly, I'm not really listening to them. I'm so absobed with kissing and touching my slut friend I can't think of anything else. I suddenly feel a cold finger in my pussy, and then a hard slap on my ass.

"She might have never been with a girl before, but it looks like she fucking wants to. Her pussy is soaking wet," says Bobby.

I hear my Master laugh with the rest of the men, and then he says "Slut, do you see that Frank's slave isn't wearing a collar and leash like you are? This is because she has been trained already, so she doesn't need her Master to control all her movements, she already knows how to behave. You will wear yours until I decide you are ready." He pulls gently on my leash and I feel my neck tighten, I crawl to him and put my head in his lap. "Good girl," he assures me, patting my head.

Frank then commands his slave to go to the kitchen and grab more beers for them all.

Master gestures to the kennel, "Slitlicker will get you whatever you want too. Look at her there, just waiting to fetch something for you."

"I just love watching my slut's ass though," Frank chuckles.

As she returns, the take their drinks and instruct us so sit on the rug in the middle of the floor. Their chairs are arranged in a semi-circle around us and they drink and talk as if we weren't there, on our hands and knees, on full display.

I want their attention, I want them to talk about us, I want to hear them talk about what they will do to us. But they are talking about business, I want to lick Master's feet so he notices me. Then, the other slut starts to kiss me again. I feel her wet mouth on mine, and her pierced tongue looking for mine.

We are kissing softly, when Ralph says, "Guys, look at these fucking sluts, already playing without us. What a pair of dirty lesbians we have here."

"Yeah, who told them to start kissing? Did any of you tell them?" Bobby asks the rest, and all of them shake their heads.

Then Frank says to Master, "I think that deserves a punishment... don't you agree?"

Master nods and says: "This is your first day in the Slut Mansion and you're already acting like a dirty, bratty whore...". He pulls on my leash, pulling me away from my slut friend and to him. "Since you so badly want to be a sex doll, then I will make you one. Now both of you, undo all of our pants, take out our cocks and start sucking".

We eagerly do as we are told, on our knees in front of them, taking out their cocks, admiring them. I am impressed by their sizes, all of them are huge and I fear they won't fit inside me. I've been waiting so long for this, I want to feel them inside me. I don't want to disappoint my Master by failing to take his friends' huge cocks inside my squirming body.

"What, slave, you've never seen big cocks before? Stop looking and start sucking," Bobby says.

"Yes, Sir" I respond, and start to put my Master's cock inside my mouth. I hear him let out a soft moan, so I start giving my best performance.

I start playing with the tip, licking it softly while looking him in the eyes. I then put the tip inside my wet mouth, and take his cock deeper into my mouth. I keep going down, at first slowly, and then faster, while pressing my lips against his growing cock. I take it out of my mouth and spit on it, and start going up and down with my hand. Swirling my tongue around the head, feeling it pulse as it fills with blood and gets harder and harder in my mouth, my fingers barely fitting around its girth.

"Who knew such a small mouth could give such good blowjobs... but a good slut can serve more than one man at once. Keep sucking my dick, but give Ralph a hand job while you do it," Master says.

I do as I am told, and start sliding my hand up and down Ralph's cock. He also has a huge dick, really thick and throbbing. I spit on it to make the job easier, and continue playing with my Master's cock. I put it on my lips and then slap it on my tongue while I look at him; he's smiling and moaning softly. I know he's enjoying the dirty show I'm putting on for him.

I feel my Master's hand on the back of my head, pushing his cock down my throat. He starts going faster and I try to deep throat it, I want to feel his hot cum shooting down my throat. In the stories I read, the sluts are always rewarded with a flood of cum, I want my reward. But I gag, I don't get a reward. I hear the men laughing at me, I'm not a good enough slut, I failed.

I keep sucking my Master and giving a hand job to Ralph and I hear the other slut making noises as she is sucking her Master Frank's cock and playing with Bobby's dick in her other hand. I can't explain why, but it is equally comforting and hot knowing that she is also here doing the same as me. I look at her, she has her Masters cock balls deep down her throat, she is such an amazing slut. Her Master has a huge cock and she can swallow the whole thing. I feel a surge of admiration for her.

"Now suck Ralph's cock, slave," my Master orders me.

So I switch and start playing with my Master's cock on one hand, and sucking Ralph at the same time. As I put his thick cock inside my mouth, he lets out a big groan, and starts fucking my mouth. I resist the gags and feel the tears coming to my eyes, but I keep pressing my lips and playing with me tongue. I don't want to fail again, I want to be as good as my slut friend who is next to me, alternating between Bobby and her Master. She deep throats one, then the other. I try harder and feel Ralph's cock pushing against my throat.

"Yes... keep sucking and licking like that... Men, these young sluts are even dirtier than the last ones," Ralph says.

We suck and play with their cocks for some time, but they stop before giving us their cum.

"Such good little sluts we have here, huh?" says Frank.

The other men agree and laugh. I see Frank disappear from the room and come back with a big, double-sided dildo.

"Now, I'm not ready to be done yet, so I think we will relax and enjoy our beer, while you dirty sluts play with each other and give us a good show."

Master looks over at Slitlicker sitting in her kennel and squirming. "Go fetch more beer," he commands her.

She jumps up and trots off eagerly to obey.

My slut friend and I stay on the floor, in front of them, kissing slowly and playing with each other's bodies. The other slut grabs my face and kisses me more aggressively. She guides the kiss, and plays with my tongue inside my mouth, biting my lips occasionally. I look up and see all the men have completly removed their pants now and watching us, occasionally stroking themselves.

We both are really turned on by this, so we start kissing harder. The other slut grabs my chin so that my mouth is open, and spits into it and laughs. I feel used and dirty, but that turns me on even more.

Slitlicker returns with beer for the men. But instead of returning to her kennel she sits at Master's side, on her haunches. Master pats her head and smiles at her, and allows her to stay.

We keep kissing, and I feel her hand on my tits. She starts playing with one of my nipples, pinching it and stopping to see my reaction. I feel my skin burning all over, and I can't avoid letting out a moan. The men seem to love it, so she keeps playing with my nipples while we kiss. I'm squirming against her, struggling to press myself into her and satisfy my craving. For hours I have been on fire, so needy to cum, to get release. I need it.

"Don't be shy, play with her boobs as well, slut," my Master says.

"Yes, Master," I reply. I bring my hands to her chest, and I start pinching and twisting her nipples slowly. Her tits are a bit smaller than mine, but perky and hot. She moans as I do so. I tentatively slide my hand down to cup her pussy, she is soaking wet. It's the first time I've touched a vagina that isn't my own, it so hot. She moves her legs slightly apart and pushed herself into my hand, squirming and wimpering. She wants to cum as badly as I do. I dip a finger into her, then bring it up to our mouths. We share it, together licking her taste off my finger.