The Dinner Party
Submissive Perspective
We are lucky to have some very nice neighbors called Tim and Sally living next door to us. We have been living beside each other for over a year now and master thinks it might be a good idea to get them over for an evening meal. I agree with master and we decide on the following Saturday evening. I hurry round to their house and Sally answer's the door when I knock. I explain that we would like them to come round for dinner this Saturday at around 8pm and she happily agree's.
The following Saturday master has dressed me in a fairly modest black skirt with one of my favorite white bra's and blouses along with a nice little thin black belt. He has tucked in my blouse into my skirt and I am feeling quite presentable to our guests shortly arriving. Obviously as per house rules I am not wearing panties but this will not be an issue with my conservative skirt not revealing anything.
The bell rings shortly after 8 and master tells me to go greet our guests. I quickly go to the front door, open and greet Sally and Tim. They are a great couple and roughly the same age as my master and me. I take their coats and lead them into our living room. Master stands up and greets them before he asks me to offer them drinks. I quickly ask what they both want before disappearing and returning with the required beverages. We then sit down and chat amiably until master suddenly drops a bomb shell.
We are talking about what we do in our lives when master explains that we live as a practicing d/s couple in our own home. For a second it is clear that both Tim and Sally are stunned by this admission and as for me I simply want to crawl somewhere and die figuratively speaking. I cannot believe that my master has openly admitted to our neighbors that I am a submissive to him. Tim breaks the silence by asking my master to explain the life style to him cos he has always wondered. Sally looks at him and raises her eyebrows but keeps quite. I then sit there and endure a lengthy discussion between Tim and my master on quite what d/s means in real life. Frequently I blush and just as often Sally looks across at me.
Fortunately the dinner is ready and I quickly chaperone everyone into the dinning room. The dinner is fairly uneventful with Tim still asking my master some fairly intense questions on a dominant submissive relationship. I am absolutely regretting that we ever invited them round and almost suspect that my master may just have engineered this. That being the case, I have no idea just what the rest of the evening will bring and how much more of our life my master is going to explain. Hell even Sally has started asking the odd question.
I am so flustered by this whole conversation that as I clear the table away I inadvertently spill Sallys white wine onto her lap. She jumps up and starts frantically brushing her skirt with her napkin and I hurriedly try to help. She now has a clear wet patch and is repeatedly saying 'don't worry about it Susan'. Whilst I would happily not worry about it, my master is not of the same opinion.
'Susan, apologize to Sally' he tells me. I turn to Sally and again for what seems like the millionth time apologize. Unfortunately though my master has not finished. Turning to Sally he explains that under normal circumstances if his sub is being clumsy and not careful he would spank her. I look at him not believing he is telling our neighbor this. Sally lifts her eyebrows, looking at me and simply says 'oh really'. He goes on to say that whilst he would normally carry out Susans punishment immediately he wonders if Sally would prefer to do it as Susans carelessness has caused discomfort to her. I absolutely cannot believe what my master is saying. He is asking our neighbor to spank me.......;. please please please Sally say no I pray!!!!!
Sally looks at me and then turns to Master. 'well it is a brand new dress and I am pretty wet through. Perhaps Susan does need to learn a lesson'. My heart is sinking fast. This is the first time my submission has ever been tested in public. Whilst I love submitting to my master and adore him I knew I was now reaching a crossroad in our relationship. Master looks at me, 'go to Sally for your punishment please' he says. I look totally dejected but turn to Sally who has now pulled her chair away from the table. With slow steps I walk across to her and look down. She now has a very clear glint in her eyes and I hear master behind me saying 'you know what to do'.
I look down at Sally's wet lap and dejectedly drape myself across it grabbing the chair legs with my hands. I am in a total haze not believing I am draped over my neighbors lap awaiting a spanking. I feel her smooth my skirt across my ass. I am waiting for the first smack to hit but hear master talking to Sally. He seems to be apologizing and explaining to her that a rule of our house is that unfortunately Susan must be plugged for a spanking and would this be an issue for Sally? OMG, this is going from terrible to unbelievable. Master wants Sally to plug me!!! If I were not facing down I am not sure quite what I would do. I am certainly not surprised to hear Sally say that it wasn't a problem as she gently patted my ass. She is dam well enjoying this.