Chapter Twelve: Cunt's Night Out
We seemed to drive forever before the vehicle finally came to a stop and the engine shut off. The air was cool as the car door opened, I felt my seat belt unclipped and my Master's hand gripped my lean arm to help guide me out. I blindly grasped the hem of my slick leather dress and pulled it down, adjusting it to just below the curve of my ass cheeks before I felt the yank of the leash on my collar prodding me to step forward. My stripper heels clacked on the pavement until I heard a door creak open. I continued to step forward until I was walking on soft carpet. I heard soft voices echo in the room. A female said "welcome, we hope you have a wonderful time."
My Master thanked the woman and I heard a male voice say "your slave looks exquisite; it's a pleasure to have such beauty here tonight."
I felt my blindfold being removed and despite the room being dimly lit; bathed only in candlelight, I still found myself blinking several times to adjust. I looked around the well appointed entryway, taking note of the red carpeting, dark wood paneling on the walls and plush furniture. Behind a high wood counter stood a woman who was about my size with a long blonde ponytail wearing a shiny black corset and a spiked leather choker while holding a leash attached to the dog collar of the naked male slave who was standing next to her.
"My name is Bryan and my beautiful wife here is Anna," the man said as he extended his other hand in greeting to my Master.
"Tonight I'm not his wife, I'm his Mistress," she piped up with a giggle.
"I'm Arnie," Master responded. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"And who might this gorgeous creature on your leash be Arnie?" Anna inquired.
"She is the Cunt," he replied in a straightforward manner. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment as his words left his mouth, but I didn't dare move a muscle.
Anna's face lit up with a smile. "Oh I just love degradation role-play as well, especially when I sub. I'm a dominant switch which means that I do sub to my husband here on occasion, but normally I like to top."
"You do indeed my little sex toy," Bryan replied with a grin as he gave his wife a tender kiss on the lips. Anna shot him a look and a playfully contrite expression crossed his face. "I mean Mistress."
"We truly hope you'll enjoy tonight's open play party at the dungeon club," Bryan added. "Remember we do this every month and if you decide you would like a membership for yourself and the Cunt here, Anna will be happy to get you set up. Also there's some information about local munches and vendors of bondage equipment here in the lobby in case you'd like to get more involved in the community."
"Thank you again Bryan and Anna, it was a pleasure meeting you both," Master replied as he gave my leash a sharp tug, jerking me forward with unsure steps on my platform stripper heels. We went through a large doorway that led into a great open room and my eyes went wide with wonder as I saw that it was filled with a variety of equipment and people.
As we wandered into the middle of the room, I felt everyone's eyes on my little body. It was as if I had suddenly become the center of attention the moment I entered. I found myself responding on impulse. Arching my back and thrusting my tits out, instinctively trying to show myself off. The Cunt will always display its body without modesty. It wasn't long before a group had collected around us. My Master basked in the attention and his face glowed from all of the compliments.
"She's so beautiful," said one man.
"You've done a phenomenal job of training your slave," said another. "She is so well behaved!"
"What's her name?" An older man asked. He stood naked except for a thick black leather harness and the dog collar that adorned his wrinkled neck.
"She is the Cunt," my Master replied, his smile wide from the positive attention he was receiving.
"Right but what's your name?" Inquired a goth girl who was holding the leash of her slightly plump goth lesbian girlfriend as she stared into my eyes and visually inspected my body.
"That is her name," Master chimed in. "She is comfortable being addressed as the Cunt. Isn't that right?" He asked as he turned to me as he wrapped the chain leash around his thick hand.
"Yes Master, the Cunt is happy to be called the Cunt. That is its name after all."
"Wow, you guys certainly take your role-play to another level," the older man said. "I really respect that.
The goth girls nodded. "We don't kink shame and as long as it's safe, sane and consensual, we don't judge," the more dominant of the two said. "It was nice meeting both of you and have fun tonight cunt," she said with a wink.
The excitement over the newcomers subsided after a few minutes and most of the crowd resumed a variety of fetish activities. A tall imposing woman with long dark hair approached with a naked petite blonde girl who appeared to be about my age in tow on a leash, a drink carefully balanced in her small hand which she held just above the little pink nipples on her chest that bore small gold rings. The refined looking woman wore tight black leather, carried a crop and took confident strides in her highly polished thigh high boots. "I'm Lady Kara; it's a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to our little club night."
"The pleasure is mine. I'm Arnie and this is my slave, the Cunt."
"How delightful Arnie, it's so fun to rename our pets, isn't it? My slave for the evening is named Drink Holder. That's what she does for me you see. She follows me around like a horny little puppy carrying my drinks. Don't you dear?" She said turning to the little blonde submissive on her leash as she gently stroked the girl's cheek with a gloved hand.
"Yes Goddess, I am proud to be your drink holder Goddess," the elfin girl said while simultaneously bending into a careful curtsy.
I wondered if the little pierced blonde girl was as dedicated to her beautiful Mistress as I was to my Master, or was it part of the role-play fun that most of the other guests were enjoying. She certainly seemed well trained and had embraced her role fully either way.
Lady Kara eyed me with suspicion and turned her attention back to my Master. "No offense Arnie, but how on Earth did a man like you land a prize like this one? Did you kidnap and brainwash her?"
Master suddenly looked like a deer frozen in the headlights. His face went pale and he stood with his mouth agape. He was caught. Beads of sweat formed at his receding hairline and began to drip down his temples, gaining speed as they flowed downward toward his jaw line. In only a few minutes this woman had figured out exactly what he had done to me. His eyes darted back and forth, searching for an exit; contemplating his escape. Perhaps the back door or maybe going through the front was better. The air hung silent for an eternity. It was as if everything was occurring in slow motion and the police in full tactical gear would burst through the entryway in mere seconds.
"Oh don't be so serious dear, I'm only kidding," she said, breaking the awkward silence. "I think your cunt here is simply delightful and you should be commended for training her so exceptionally."
Master let out an uneasy laugh and he and the Goddess chatted for a while as I silently gazed around the room, taking in the assortment of activities that were occurring before me. To one side a full figured woman with a large bare backside was being spanked with a paddle while on the other side of me I saw two young men on leashes eagerly licking the boots of an attractive dominant middle aged couple. Everywhere around me people were naked, chained, leashed or engaged in some kind of hedonistic sexual activity.
"You know my dear Arnie that dress you have your little cunt in is enchanting of course, but I wonder if you would be so kind as to allow her to display herself to us. I would so enjoy getting a full view of the merchandise as it were," Lady Kara said with a purr as she stared at my lithe frame and licked her lips.
"Of course," Master replied, becoming more at ease with his new acquaintance. "I normally keep her naked anyway; we don't allow modesty in my house."
"With a body like hers, why would you?" She replied with a smirk.
My Master turned his attention to me and gave the order with a smile. "Remove your dress and shoes my obedient fuckdoll."
I nodded and whispered in reply "Yes Master, thank you for allowing the Cunt to display this body that Master owns."
"She is simply delightful," Lady Kara squealed in delight at my response and obedience.
I slid the shiny straps that held the black fetish dress in place on my small frame down my smooth shoulders and over my slender arms before pulling the smooth material down my petite body and carefully stepping out of it. I bent over keeping my knees straight as I had been taught to unbuckle the straps of my shoes and remove them from my tiny feet, thus providing the additional benefit of a pleasing view of my firm rear end as I performed my task.
I stacked the dress on top of the shoes in a neat pile and stood back up, my hands behind my back and my thighs spread slightly in the standing attention position.
"I always did like the small ones as evidenced by the little Drink Holder here", she said as she gazed intently at my lithe body, appraising every inch of me. "May I touch her?"
