I could smell my sweet Catherine’s scent as I opened the car door for her. My heart raced and she looked straight into my eyes and then at the growing bulge in my slacks. She had a simple white cotton blouse on, my collar pleasingly displayed around her neck. I took in her beauty as she swung her legs out of the car. She had a black leather skirt on that barely covered her pretty plump ass. I took her form all in as she straightened her skirt and started to walk towards the party inside. From her wavy hair down past her curves to her legs she pleased me. I owned a beautiful slave indeed.
At the door I clipped her leash onto the collar. She smiled proudly and I leaned in and kissed her soft cheek as I rang the bell.
“You are beautiful as always my sweet pet.”
“Thank you my Master.” She smiled.
Denise and John, our hosts for the play party that night, answered the door together. John and I had been friends for years and I had helped him take his basement and build it into a play dungeon. John and Denise were good for the local BDSM community. They took young dominants and submissives under their wing and helped teach them what a D/s relationship could be like if you worked hard enough. Catherine and I helped in any way we could. On this particular night there was a new submissive to the club named Ashley. It was going to be her first experience with a flogger and Denise asked if I would be the first for her, and I had agreed. Catherine and I made our way down to the basement while John and Denise went off to the kitchen for more snacks.
In the center of the room, as we walked down the stairs, we saw a Dom named Thomas with his slave Elizabeth draped across his big lap. He had a padded deerskin glove on his hand and was giving her quite an intense spanking. I could hear Catherine moan as she took in the sight.
“Master, it has been a while since you pleasured yourself with your glove on my bottom.” Catherine whispered to me as we came down the last step.
“You must have been reading my mind, my lover.” I said to her with a wicked smile on my face. It was true, I was already thinking of doing that same thing when we got home from the party. We both sat down and watched as Thomas stroked his hand down hard on his slave’s ass. We both heard her moans of pleasure and came closer to each other to enjoy it.