The weekend arrived for our BDSM convention so we packed up the suv and headed to Downtown Detroit. Upon our arrival, we checked into our hotel and began to prepare for the first night of our convention. The hair on my neck stood at attention as I was dying of anticipation at the thought of being loaned out to strange Doms to be at their beck and call.
Robby received a call and I was shipped over to a different room with the understanding that I was now under the direction of Master K and Master B for the next 48 hours. My pussy was getting moist as I grabbed my bag and scooted down the hall and up the elevator to meet with my new Dom's.
I knelt at the door before knocking and the door opened and I saw two black boots(as I was staring downward) palms raised, perfect posture for a submissive greeting her Master.
"Get up little one" was his command.
I did as told and followed Master K into the room.
He told me to strip naked which I did quickly as he and Master B sat and watched their new subbie bare her body for their inspection.
They both looked me up and down, gesturing for me to approach them separately. I was fondled by each of the men and both had mentioned that I was a frail little thing that resembled a teenage boy.
This made me hot as my goal was to look as thin and pathetic as possible.
"No makeup?" was the next comment from the Master to which I nodded. "Good, we don't want our sub to look like a common whore" was his reply. The other Dom nodded in agreement.
They went over the agenda for the night which included me being part of four different "Projects." I would be a model for fetish artists and would pose nude for the group for an hour as they practiced their trade.
Second hour I would move to the main stage as the Dom's would work me together on the different fetish furniture. That night I would get my taste of two kinds of crusafix, a wooden pony(my favorite,) ending with time spent on a saw horse.
Each of the Dom's had a towel which they used when they had me strapped into the saw horse.
Evidently it's ok to have sex with your subjects as long as you cover up the actual genitals. So Master K had me sucking his monster cock while Master B took turns shoving his cock up my pussy and my ass. Mid way through they switched ends and I was forced to clean off Master B's cock with my mouth, then finally Master K came back to my head for a clean up as well. Not even a thank you from either of them.
There was a nice break for an hour for us all to have something to eat. Me of course didn't eat a whole lot but the Dom's did force me to have some fruit and water. A slide show was projected on the main stage's pull down shade showing fetish photos from various photographers.
After the break I was sent to the men's room by the Masters and was assigned to a urinal, being chained to the pipes, given a towel to use to kneel on as I offered my mouth to the rest room users as a human urinal. This was something I have never done but had always fantasized about.
At the start of the "shift" I was forced to lick out my urinal with my tongue only, not allowed to use my towel. Wow, this was the grossest thing I think I have ever done maybe right up there with eating asshole. I was gagging on the smell, the pubic hairs that were stuck on my tongue, between my tongue and side of my mouth, down my throat. I gave it my best effort and spent the rest of the hour swallowing urine from strange men, swallowing as much as I could because what I did not swallow I wore. My face was covered, chin and chest was covered, hair was saturated, eyes were burning and my skin was starting to sting from the seemingly non stop streams of piss that the men were providing.
