Tonight was All Hallows Eve or Halloween for those uninitiated. The night when ghosts, ghouls and then undead roam the earth freely amongst the living. In a simply little cottage tucked back from the road, no one would believe what would be happening later on tonight after all the good little witches and ghosts had been tucked into their bed. The treasure trove of candy they had spent hours begging in the neighbourhood for secreted away by concerned parents. If they only knew what debauchery was planned for that little cottage, under the cover of a simply Halloween party, my pretty Mistress would be run out of town on that cute little ass of hers.
You see I am Kit Kat and I am the favourite (at the moment) play thing of Mistress'. I live only to service at her pleasure. I do this willingly as I am completely in love with Mistress, and with good reason. Picture in your mind, the epitome of beauty and grace. At 5'10 with dark waist length auburn hair, milky white skin, and the deepest blue eyes, that at certain moments of extreme pleasure seem to be almost black. Her breasts are firm with light pink nipples and areolas that when erect beg to be sucked and teased. With a long slim neck and a flowing line that leads to a firm flat tummy, a slightly curving hip and a smooth mons that hides the sweet little clit. Rounding out the package are legs that seem to go on forever and are always clad in silk.
For tonight's party Mistress has spent hours insuring that every thing be perfect. Each servant is dressed as Mistress wishes, silk boxer short in black, silver and deep purple. Each colour signifies some duty that only they can perform. The men each wore a bow tie and matching devil ears, while the women each wore a slave bracelet and matching devil ears. Mistress herself was dressed in six inch high heels, with a white silk blouse and slim black skirt that ended just above her knee. Completing the outfit was black horn rimmed glasses and her glorious auburn hair pulled back tightly in a bun. But what only Mistress and myself knew was that beneath that conservative outfit was the naughty apparel that teenage boys only dream off. Besides the silk encased legs, Mistress wore a garter belt of purple lace that framed her freshly shaven pussy, the one that I have been permitted to shave just this afternoon, along with a matching bra that made Mistress' breasts looking incredible. Mistress firmly believes, and of course I must agree, that to wear panties under such an outfit would be a cumbersome distraction. How I longed to be able to crawl beneath that skirt and pleasure my Mistress, but alas I an relegated to sit in my corner and wait until such a time as I am call for. On one point however, though it may seem cliché, Mistress did allow my request to wear my cat ears and tail, which I was so bold as to ask for. Following of course the most deserved punishment, and as Mistress said one must not forget ones place even on Halloween. I can still feel the sting of her paddle against the bare flesh of my ass, as strike after strike bite into it. But afterward, when Mistress allowed one of her personal attendants to tend the marks, it reinforced just how much Mistress loves me.
As the witching hour grew closer more and more guests, Mistress had limited the guest list to 20 select friends, all of whom had been members of the inner circle arrived. In my tummy I felt that an important event must be taking place. Each of the guest was permitted to kiss Mistress, however a few guest did try to take advantage of the opportunity, and had to be dealt with accordingly. Once all the guests had arrived Mistress gathered everyone into the living room for the instructions on the night. Each servant wore a certain colour and each colour was meant to signify what the servant did. Black boxers meant that the servant was willing to engage in all activities with both sexes. Silver boxes meant the servant was willing to engage in all activities with only members of the opposite sex, and purple boxers, which there were few of, were those who had been chosen to pleasure Mistress, with the guest of her choice The was a sense of glee that circulated through the room. Each guest practically begging for a chance to pick their favourite. The first party game Mistress said was Puss Puss, make the kitty cum. It was then that Mistress called for me to join them. As she lead me to a elevated platform the guest gathered around.
"You see," said Mistress, "In this game the first person to make Kit Kat cum gets there choice of playmate."
A murmur of approval ran through the group.
"However," Mistress warned, "There are conditions. Each group must be made up of two persons, and the group has only three minutes to make the kitty cum."
Mistress was well aware that it took slightly longer than that for me to cum, but I wasn't prepared to argue. The groups were already beginning to form as two of the servants strapped my hands above my head and fastened both ankles so that I was laid out spread eagle. Then Mistress sat down next to me and ran her long fingers gently back and forth across my shaven pussy. Smiling she said, "Look, my sweet kitty is already wet in anticipation." Then she slipped one finger inside me and drew back a moist finger and presenting it to the crowd before sliding it between the blood red lips.
"MMmmmmmm," she said. "Delicious as always."
As the groups gathered close Mistress pointed randomly selecting the order in which each couple would get their three minutes. The first couple were two sister both blonde and beautiful but knowing from past experience, both were extremely kinky. Mistress stepped back and lowered herself gracefully to her "throne" delicately crossing her legs allowing a glimpse of smooth white thigh.
