This was to be what my Master called a, "coming out party." We had met a year and half before and he began as a boyfriend. He slowly discovered my submissive streak until for the last year I was his personal slave, but only in private. In public and with our friends we were just a normal couple but in private he would treat me like a slut. He would tie me up, whip me, clamp my tits and abuse me in ways that brought me to intense climaxes. But tonight would be different.
We had decided that we would be married but I would become his absolute slave, 24/7. I would quit my job and we would hide our life from no one.
Tonight all our friends were invited to our engagement party but would find out it was really a way to show them what I really was: Mike's pain slut.
The party began quite normally with cocktails and munchies. The women gathered in the living room and chatted while the men congregated in the game room talking about sports. I was dressed in a nice party dress, a little sexy, but nothing to give away what was going to happen.
I was terribly nervous but tried to hide it as I gossiped with my friends but I kept checking my watch, knowing that soon my life would change forever.
At eight o'clock, Mike called everyone into the basement. As everyone gathered down in our finished basement there was mumbling about what was going on. Mike quieted everyone down and said he had an announcement to make.
"Welcome everyone," he began, "and thanks for joining me and Sarah for this celebration. You have heard that we are going to married already but we have another announcement to make too.
"Sarah and I have decided to share with you, our closest friends something we have kept secret for quite a while. Sarah has agreed to become my personal slave."
There was some giggling and a lot of inquisitive looks. Before anyone could ask a question about this strange announcement, Mike said, "Sarah, come here." I walked over to Mike and waited to be told what to do.
"Take off your clothes, now." I began to strip and the gasps among our guests were audible. I stripped quickly, no teasing at all, and soon was standing naked next to Mike and in front of all out friends. I saw two women take hold of their mate's hands and move to leave, but the rest of them were watching me intently.
I was blushing and covered with goose pimples all over my body. I felt embarrassed and liberated all at once. No more hiding. No more lying. My nipples hardened on my small breasts.
"Gimme your hands slave," Mike said to me and I responded by giving him my hands and saying, "Yes Master."
He cuffed my hands together with leather cuffs and attached my cuffed hands together and to a hook in the ceiling. I was tied naked, helpless, in front of most of our friends.
