The next morning, I jumped in the car and went to the local supermarket get the food and drink for my guests. Plenty of crisps, peanuts, sandwiches for a quick grab-and-go plus a few ready meals for those staying for the whole day. Lots of juices and mineral water - I had suggested that if they wanted to drink alcohol, then they should bring their own but I had made sure there was some wine and beers in the fridge, just in case.
I went back to the house and laid out the food in the kitchen, packed the rest away in the refrigerator, and then went to conservatory to unpack the last box. This contained a self-standing sex swing that needed assembling. I set it up at the opposite end of the room from the big bed and looked at my watch - it was one o'clock, time to take one of my "herbal"pills which would help me perform in a few hours time.
Then a quick dash to the station to pick up the two ladies I had hired. The train arrived on time and there were soon sitting on the back seat of my car chatting away to each other like old friends. They had never met but had one thing in common - I had paid for their services in the past. I also knew that they "got" my fetish and would be excellent at catering to the various fetishists who would be arriving later.
We quickly went to the hotel I had booked for them so that they could check in and freshen up before getting a taxi to the house later at around 4pm.
By the time I had done all of this, checked the Discord group for any late cancellations, and done a final sweep of the house, I had an hour to get showered and changed before my first guest arrived. I knew who that would be as I needed a doorman.
Bill, one of the longest standing members of the Discord group, was 78 years old. When I had asked for someone to help me by standing guard at the front door between 3 pm and 10 pm, he volunteered. He told me that he would be very happy to help out as he preferred to watch these days and so long as I plied him with drinks, he would take the job on. As he had said:
"Watching everyone come out of the dressing rooms in their nylons, whilst sitting there in my stockings and silk knickers, will keep me happy. So long as I can have a bed for the night then I am onboard."
I was happy with that deal but asked him to get there before 2:30 so that I could take him through the entry process.
My plan was this. Every person who had asked to attend on Discord, was given a four-digit code. When they arrived at the front door, they had to knock four times before Bill would answer. He would then let them into the porch where he asked them two questions:
"What is your name?"
"What is your pass code?"
If their name matched their pass code, then Bill would let them in. I had made a note on a clipboard of all of the attendees, taking special care to add "Sue" with the pass-code "6789" after her name.
On the dot of 2:30 I heard a car pull up outside. I waited by the front door. A couple of minutes later there were four loud knocks on the door. I opened it and stood before me was a small, grey-haired old man, wearing a hiking jacket and corduroy trousers.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Bill." he said
"What is your pass code?"
"2305." he answered.
I allowed him into the porch and shut the door behind him. My tone changed.
"Hi Bill. Lovely to meet you!"
"Hi Dave. I have been repeating that bloody number all the way so that I didn't forget it! How are you? Are we all set up?"
I showed him into the hall where I had set up a small armchair for him, a side table with a small beer fridge on the top, stocked with his favourite tipples, and of course, the all-important clipboard with everyone's details on it.
"Oh, we have quite a few coming then?"
I had had a couple of cancellations that morning when I had checked. Not that I was surprised, as everyone who has ever organised an event like this had told me it would happen. The final list looked like this:
Sonia & Layla (the two escorts I had hired)
Sue (the delivery driver from the night before)
Jack & Lucy (a married couple who both loved to dress in nylons and who were swingers)
Carol plus one (she asked to bring a girlfriend for "support")
Sarah (a middle-aged English teacher)
Mila (an Estonian lady who lived in Leeds who seemed to be sex mad!)
Harriet (a student from Manchester)
Sky (a T-girl who was coming all the way from Edinburgh)
Alice (another T-girl from London)
Bill (my 78 year old doorman)
Myself, and twelve more men, who were a mixture of straight, bi-sexual, gay, and a few who were rather unsure of which category they fitted into, and I would count myself as one of those. The sight of a hard cock in tights gets me turned as much as a woman's pussy these days and I was open to a little bi-sexual play and maybe exploring further? After my shower earlier, I had decided to try one of the bigger butt plugs I had ordered and it had been in me ever since, just in case.
Three o'clock came and went and it was just Bill and I. I had put on a very nice pair of Falke sheer tights and Bill was sitting by the front door wearing hold-up stockings, satin knickers, and a long, diaphanous robe. I wandered around wondering whether this had all been a huge mistake. Then, four loud knocks on the front door.
Bill sprang to life and I let him deal with the first arrivals. Soon enough, the door into the hall opened and in walked Jack and Lucy, Mila from Leeds, and Sky. Purely by coincidence, they had all arrived at the same time and were soon introducing themselves to me and each other. I, of course, had chatted to all of them at some point on the Discord group and it was nice to put faces to names. Sky especially caught my eye!
She was really pretty, with amazing green eyes and a superb figure. She spoke with a very soft voice and her eyes twinkled as she smiled at me. She was maybe thirty years old and seemed to rather shy. I introduced myself.