This is the eighth in the series. In general, following the series in order is helpful, but not necessary, but reading the first one "Penthouse 01 - Who Am I" explains the main characters and setting making it easier to enjoy subsequent vignettes including this one.
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The Penthouse 8 - Slut's Ex and the Party
On my return from my weekend at Mistress Umbra's Master informed me that we would be hosting the monthly party the next weekend. Master hosts a monthly party for about a dozen of his dominant friends and their submissives. While they are more work for me, Master arranges a new memorable experience for me with one or more of our guests. He never tells me what to expect or with whom he has made the arrangements.
I contacted Rene' to arrange for the refreshments. One of our guests usually has his submissives serve the refreshments and drinks to our guests, so I verified with him that they would do that this week. Another guest makes furniture and brings the crosses, horses and other devices, so I double checked with him to make sure. He was bringing a couple of new pieces which he wants to put outside on the terrace. I discussed that with Master, and we decided that we needed a sound system outside to mask any unusual sounds. The Terrace is visually private but screams and other unusual noises could carry to other condos. I contacted an ex-partner, Carlos, a professional musician who assured me he would be glad to loan one of his sound systems for the party. Ordering the flowers finished my set up for the party.
Since my return from Mistress Umbra's Master had been very attentive. Beyond missing me I think he is concerned that between Mistress and John we may be drifting apart. While nothing could be further from the truth, I did enjoy the extra attention, especially in the early mornings.
At exactly 7:15 every morning, I put a hot cup of coffee on Master's nightstand and slide into Master's bed and gently wake him licking and sucking his cock and balls. About half the time he has rolled over onto his stomach during the night and I get to wake him with a deep rimming. This is doubly rewarding as not only do I get to rim my master, but when he starts to wake up and rolls back over, his cock will be at full mast from my efforts. Either way I take pride in my Master waking each morning with his cock using my throat and his pubes tickling my nose.
My morning wake-up efforts usually have one of two happy endings. Either Master comes down my throat or Master pulls me up to ride him cowgirl style while he amuses himself by pinching, pulling and twisting my sensitive nipples forcing me to cum a few times before I feel him blast into me. Whichever way, my final duty is to ensure his cock is licked and sucked clean. I love the tastes of our combined juices.
This week after cleaning Master he has been pulling me to him to talk. Usually about nothing in particular, but I do enjoy cuddling with Master and the extra attention, kisses and caresses are quite nice.
Master doesn't have breakfast, so he showers, dresses, and gives me a deep kiss before heading out the door. I'm left standing there in the open door watching him board our elevator wearing only my normal daily attire: Sir's collar, plug and four-inch heel house shoes.
As part of Master's extra attention this week Master had come home early every day, with no plans other than proving that I am still his three hole slut. It was nice though my ass was a bit tender by Friday before the Party.
I can monitor the condo building security cameras on my computer. So, I open a small window on my work computer of the parking garage and can see when Master enters the garage. I get up off my dildo seat, attach my leash and am kneeling at the door offering my leash when he arrives home. He doesn't know my camera secret and is just amazed at my daily greeting.
Thursday, I got a text, "Bad day, be facing away from the door, ass high, chest low. I added a bit of extra lube and was as Master ordered when he opened the door. Without a word, he smacked my ass cheeks several times and much quicker than normal was buried in my ass. Not sure what happened that day, but Master took out his frustration on my ass. When he came hard, we collapsed on the floor, with Master still semi hard and buried in my ass.
"Thank you, slut, I needed that." He eventually rolled us over; I cleaned him, and we cuddled there on the floor. Master started to apologize, but I stopped him with kiss and reminded him that his slut was there for his use whatever his need.
On Friday, the day of the party, I dressed the same as every other day even though the caterer and others would be visiting to deliver items and prepare the condo for our guests. Some were not expecting to see a naked flaming redhead in heels, a plug, and a leather collar and I usually found their reactions amusing.
The lady from the florist was the first to arrive. She has been doing our parties for quite a while and tries to pretend that my nakedness is normal, though her constant side glances indicate otherwise.
The furniture arrived shortly after lunch. Our Master builder and his boy brought in several items and set them up including some new pieces for the terrace. After original set up, I had to get strapped onto each piece so he could test them by spanking my ass, then make any adjustments to the piece. There is always one last piece that requires him to fuck my face to make sure it is set up right. I'm not sure why it always ends with a facial, but it does.
They had just left when my ex , Carlos, arrived with the sound system for the terrace. I opened the door for him before remembering that my face was still covered with cum that was dripping off my chin onto my tits. Now I say friend, former lover and live in partner is probably a better description. Carlos and I had dated for a couple years and lived together for about a year. We both agreed it wasn't a good match, so we parted but have remained good friends.
He looked me over before smiling and saying, "Well, Angie that is a good look on you, one I remember well. Pardon me if I wait a bit to give you a hug and kiss. Meanwhile where do you want this set up?
I showed him where on the terrace we wanted the system and left to get cleaned up. When I got back, he was almost finished. He did a sound check, and we adjusted the volume to at least muffle any other sounds from our guests. We knelt in front of the main control as he showed me how to adjust things by snuggling up to my naked ass and reaching around me placing his hands on mine on the knobs. As we stood, I reached back and grabbed his hard on through his shorts and led him over to one of the benches just placed on the terrace. He needed no further encouragement to bend me over the bench, rub his cock up and down my slit for a bit of lube before plowing into me in one slow steady push. He spent the next fifteen minutes reminding me why we were together for a year or so. The man really knew how to use his equipment. I came at least twice before he withdrew, spun me around and gave me my second facial of the day.
As I was licking and sucking him clean, he looked down and quipped, "Well I guess the kiss will have to wait, you have that familiar cum covered look again. It does look good on you." He did give me a hug, and I did invite him to the party. He said he had a gig but would try to come by later.
Naturally as I was showing him out, Rene' and his helper showed up with the food for the evening. The cum covered face didn't faze Rene at all he gave me a hug, grope and kiss, much to the amusement of departing Carlos. As the helper brought in the treats for the evening Rene' explained what each delicacy was as I stood there with the Carlos's cum dripping off my face. It didn't faze Rene' at all, but the helper stood there with her mouth hanging open trying not to stare but failing miserably. Finally, Rene' gave me a hard swat on my ass, groped my tits, gave me another kiss and said he was looking forward to our scene this evening. He was amused at my shocked look and refused to comment further on what he had planned.
Master met Rene at the door. They exchange pleasantries and Master smiled broadly when Rene's said he was looking forward to the evening. Master then saw my cum covered face and tits, "Rene'?" he asked.
I had to explain that no it wasn't Rene' and tell him about my ex Carlos and my experiences when setting up the terrace sound system. I also sheepishly told Master that I had invited him to the party tonight. Master looked amused and said, "Great, I'm looking forward to meeting him tonight. You are going to be busy, but I'm sure we can find him something enjoyable to do."
I showed Master that everything was ready for the party: the flowers, the food, the equipment and the sound system. Master was pleased and went upstairs to lay out my wardrobe for the evening and get ready himself.
The guest who took care of the food and drink showed up next, along with his two stunning female submissives. I showed him what Rene' had brought and explained that if there were any questions Rene' was attending this evening. He was quite excited to meet Rene' whom he knew by reputation. Only as I was leaving them to get ready did I remember that my face and tits were still coated in the Carlos's cum.