All of the torches and oil lamps in Isabella's castle were lit up for the party. Exuberance and lust filled the air. The Mistresses and Goddesses were adorned in resplendent, sexy, tight fitting dresses. The naked male servants massaged their feet and served them wine and hors d'oeuvres. Isabella required that all slaves at the party not wear their chastity cages. She preferred that the slaves be completely exposed as they served her and her guests. Isabella made one exception to this rule. She had Worm locked in chastity with the ball gag stuffed in his mouth, as always. Worm spent the majority of the party kneeling in front of Isabella so she could use him as her foot stool.
Isabella sat on the lavish furniture with several of the other Goddesses who presided over the Council of Femininus; there was Johanna, Ramona, Sara, and Magdalena. Nadia and her neighbor Victoria were there as well. They sipped their champagne and their wine as they chatted over the various goings on of the city. Slave boy and Blondie were there to serve the lovely Mistresses. Blondie stood behind Isabella and massaged her shoulders as Slave boy massaged Magdalena's feet.
"I need more to drink," Magdalena said.
"Yes, my glass is getting quite low as well," Johanna said.
"Slave S138, bring us more champagne," Isabella said.
Slave boy scurried away. The ladies continued their conversation as they finished drinking their champagne.
"So, with the election coming up, do you think foreign affairs will become a prominent issue?" Ramona asked.
"Well, our trade agreements overseas remain strong," Sara said.
"Sure, with the countries of Moliena and Rodin they remain strong, but what about tensions in Mater?" Ramona asked.
"I'm much more concerned about our tensions with Imperium, and the issue of the missing Imperium slave," Johanna said.
"I'll tell you what I think will be an issue this election, is equal rights for men," Victoria said.
"Just because men become citizens of Femininus at the age of fifty, it doesn't make them our equals," Sara said.
"But what about equal pay for the free men over fifty?" Victoria asked.
"I keep hearing of this equal pay notion," Sara said.
"Shouldn't a free man working a job get the same pay as his female counterpart? And even more troubling than the gender wage gap is the gender wealth gap in this society. Women possess ninety percent of the city's wealth," Victoria said.
"It was women, the Founding Mothers, who worked so hard to build this society. And it is we women here who work so very hard to maintain the city. We govern the city, train the slaves, and preside over the trade deals. We are entitled to a little extra," Sara said as she sipped her champagne.
"Well, there is growing public sentiment for men to be treated as equals," Victoria said.
"After the Day of Iustitia Amissa, we saw the true nature of men," Ramona said.
"What do you think, Isabella?" Johanna asked.
Isabella looked down at Worm who was on the ground underneath her, serving as her foot stool.
"Women and men will never be seen as equals," Isabella said.
Slave boy carried the tray of drinks back to the Mistresses. Although he had appeared naked in front of them all before, the party atmosphere made him particularly timid. He attempted to shield his exposed manhood with the tray as he carried it. He presented the tray of drinks and each Mistress took her glass of champagne.
"Cheers," Isabella said.
The ladies touched the rims of their champagne glasses together and the glasses clinked. Nadia took notice as Slave boy held the empty tray so that it covered his entire midsection.
"Slave boy, are you feeling shy?" Nadia asked.
"Yes, slave, why are you covering yourself?" Isabella asked.
"I don't know, Goddess," Slave boy said.
"Set the tray down, Slave 138," Isabella commanded.
Slave boy set the tray to the side. He became aroused from the humiliation of being putting on display. He leered at the lovely ladies in their tight little party dresses that showed off their long, curvaceous legs. The light from the torches glistened upon the ladies' smooth, bronzed legs and their seductive cleavage. He stood with his cock sticking straight out and his mouth agape as he stared at the Mistresses.
