The evening had finally arrived. They had talked about it so much over the last few weeks. The concept and what might happen, they had talked and fantasised many times and always enjoyed very good sex as a result. As they talked in this way Ray always got so excited by both the thoughts that their conversation evoked and especially Sharon's reactions to the conversations. When Ray described, in some detail, some of the likely events of the evening to come, Sharon's breathe would get short, her eyes glaze and little gasps would escape her throat completely involuntarily as her excitement grew and was obvious. Ray loved that, he found it such a turn on, his beautiful Sharon was so damn sexy, such a slut.
The dining room had been set up as a card room, round table, green table clothe (not quite green baize, but still a genuine attempt!), low central light above the table throwing light on the table but leaving the balance of the room only dimly lit. The six chairs were set around the table, one for Ray obviously, the others for Andy, Alan, Steve, John and Phil the card players that Ray had selected not necessarily for their card playing skills but more for the quality of their company and their physical attributes. Several sets of cards, still in the cellophane sealed boxes were on the table, no chance of cheating here, there were piles of chips waiting to be apportioned, this was the way of keeping score, there had to be winners! There were drinks on the side, beer and wine for the players.
The room was ready, Ray was expectantly waiting for the players to arrive, and the plan was that they were going to arrive together having rendezvoused at a local wine bar. No doubt a couple of drinks and much talk of the treat that Ray had invited them for tonight.
Tonight's "prize", the trophy for the ultimate winner although very liable to be well "used" by the intermediate winners along the way, was sitting quietly in the corner, not quite still, squirming gently as the eroticism and sexual tension in her body rose steadily as the clock slowly ticked towards the start of the evening.
Sharon had undertaken her usual painstaking preparation for the event, she had bathed long and slow, prepared her hair and make up to perfection, she looked absolutely gorgeous. She had donned her highest heels which she knew Ray and every other man who had ever seen them liked so much. She had put on her purple rubber outfit with the fabulously short skirt, that along with the shoes showed of her impossibly long and shapely legs so well and the small top, laced up the front and cinched tight to reveal enough of her firm but luscious tits to give any man seeing her dressed in this way, an instant erection.
Sharon wore the studded collar, which had attached to it a short chain lead, this was loosely hooked to the back of the chair only restraining her lightly but reminding her subtly that she was not there to be a participant in the event other than to be used for the pleasure of the players. She wore a blindfold, nothing elaborate, just one of those airline eye masks, but very effective nonetheless.
By the chair was a collection of potential apparatus, a vibrating dildo, a large fat black dildo, butt plugs of different sizes, nipple clamps, some lengths of rope, a flexible cane and a leather tawse.
Sharon was already so excited and the evening had not yet commenced, but sitting there in the room, dressed the way she was, not being able to see, but she could hear Ray carrying out the final tidying up. She could feel her nipples beginning to become rock hard and push against the rubber of her top that she knew barely concealed her, she could feel her cuntlips already swollen in anticipation and her juices flowing so freely that she must surely orgasm here on the chair as she gently squirmed her bottom allowing her expectant pussy to chafe enjoyably against the short skirt which got even shorter as she continued to squirm.
Eventually the door bell rings, making both of them start a little as they had both been deep in their own reverie, imagining the events that would unfold during the evening. Naturally they both had a different viewpoint, Ray was looking forward to seeing his Sharon be a total slut and to watch (and maybe participate if it seemed appropriate) as she showed her beautiful body and demonstrated just how sexy she inherently was, Ray's erection clearly giving away his excitement and anticipation. Sharon was looking forward to being that slut and used by whoever wanted her in whatever way they wanted to use her, the more the better, her leaking pussy indicating how ready she was to get started.
The Players filed in, Ray greeting each one as he comes through the door. Sharon is listening intently, unable to see of course, but straining to pick up each word to gauge the reactions of the newcomers. She is not disappointed as she senses as much as hears the sharp intakes of breathe as each new entrant notices her sitting so quietly in the corner. Then the compliments begin to flow as Ray is congratulated for being such a lucky B...... and that he does not deserve such a gorgeous and obviously sexy creature as Sharon. The compliments go on and on as the group stands and admires the view of the blindfold Sharon being displayed for their pleasure in the chair. Sharon reacts to the effusive compliments with a little smile on her lips and sits more provocatively on her chair pushing her chest out to display her tits even more daringly to her admiring audience.
Sharon finds this very exciting and squirms even more on her chair, her pussy lips rubbing even harder against the rubber of her skimpy bottom hugging skirt. She is unable to see what is happening but able to hear all the comments and conversation that she is not part of but she is there on display, a sex object to be used by these men tonight. Consequently her lust is rising fast as her cunt juices flow even more expectantly, amply demonstrating that she is more than ready for the night to start properly.
There is a slight hiatus as Ray organises drinks for the players and although the level of comments about her diminishes, Sharon senses that all eyes remain on her, all lusting for the body so sexily displayed to them. She is now impatient to start and suspects that Ray is deliberately drawing out the proceedings to tease her even more than the situation was doing naturally; she curses him under her breath urging him to get on with it now.
With drinks sorted out, every one is now keen to get on with the game, all the guys have been mentally creating lists of what their requirements will be of the "trophy" all counting on winning a number of rounds and of course the complete competition which certainly is the prize they have been dreaming about for some days now ever since Ray sketched out the format and rules for the night. Although all were quickly re evaluating their choices of "use", having seen just how stunningly sexy, how incredibly desirable the prize for the evening had turned out. Ray takes the time to reiterate the rules; he doesn't want any confusion and certainly no acrimony to creep into the evening to potentially spoil his and Sharon's pleasure.
