The morning of our initiation began, for me, with my usual routine. My mistress began by using the penis pump on me. I was then "milked," with the electric probes on my cock and the inflatable anal plug. For the party, she was tastefully attired in a stylish, blue dress. The only thing I was given to wear was a dog collar and a leash.
Brooke and her master had a big breakfast together. She was still conflicted about being ordered to seduce me at the party. But she said nothing about it. She wore her usual work outfit. That is, the thong underwear and stiletto heels, with the tiara on her head and a flower perched behind one ear.
Kathy could hear the family getting ready upstairs. But there was nothing for her to do. She had never been given any clothing of any kind.
When we arrived at the event, it turned out to actually be two events. Inside the building was "adults only." Outside, there was playground equipment and various activities for children and teens. My mistress took me by the leash she had provided and led me inside. Scanning the scene, I saw that neither Kathy nor Brooke had arrived. This would be the first time we had seen each other since the auction. I noticed that I now no longer felt self-conscious about being naked among a collection of strangers. That troubled me. I had not worn clothing since being made to strip when I first arrived at this building a week ago.
Taking me by the leash, my mistress led me to a table in the center of the bar. I pretty much hoped that Kathy would not be here so I would not have to perform with her.
Don called for Kathy to come upstairs, that it was time to go. "It is alright," he added. "Margaret and the others are already gone." Kathy never felt that the animosity that Don's wife had for her was fair. But she could not change it. So she could only try to accept it.
When they arrived at the event, Don hustled Kathy inside. Once in the building, she glanced around. Seeing me, she smiled. At last, a familiar face.
Brooke and her master were running late. He had some last minute business affairs to deal with. She, of course, could not leave until he was ready. With free time on her hands, Brooke pulled out the deck of cards they had used and played some hands of solitaire.
As Kathy entered the bar, our eyes met and she smiled. My mistress saw this exchange and snapped, "Well, what are you waiting for. Get to it. And don't you utter one word to her."
I forced myself to rise from my chair and make my way toward her. As I approached her, she greeted me pleasantly. "Tim, it is so nice to see you again How have you been doing?"
