A long narrow hallway lay before us, and Pet lead me down this until we reached a room that said ‘Pet’ on it. Opening the door, we stepped inside into what was a small but cosy bedroom. I supposed that when the house was originally built, these were the servant’s quarters.
“Shower first, I think!” smiled Pet, as she unclipped my lead. Taking my hand lead me into a modern en-suite wet-room style bathroom. Pulling me into the shower area, she unlocked my cock cage and slid it off, and then turned on the shower. The powerful spray was warm, and I stood under it, eyes closed, feeling the filth start to run off my body. I realised that I hadn’t washed myself since I got here, and my body was sweaty, and covered with food, as well as the dried cum staining my legs. A soapy hand caressed me and I opened my eyes to see Pet with a bottle of shower gel, wiping at the food on my face. I took the bottle from her and started to wash, while she turned her attention to herself. As she rubbed at the body, I saw her nipples harden, and moved closer to her, my cock rubbing against her bottom, Turning, she smiled at me, and wagged her finger to indicate ‘no’, this was a session for cleaning ourselves and nothing else.
She turned off the water and handed me a towel. We quietly dried ourselves and then she leads back into the bedroom. I wondered again at the bizarreness of the situation. Twenty four hours ago I was picking up my wife from work. Now I had just had a shower, with a naked woman, one I had had sex with twice in the last few hours. I had seen my wife have repeated sex with a stranger, and even now she was giving him a blow job somewhere in this house. Pet sat on the bed, towelling her hair dry, and I sat down beside her. I wasn’t really sure what to do next.
“Pet?”
She raised her eyebrows at me with a quizzical “Hmm?”
“This afternoon …” I started.
She put the towel down and turned to face me. “I know what you are going to say, I think. You are starting to wonder what is going on. You’re here with a young woman, you find her attractive, and you probably want to have sex with her.” She chuckled, “again.”
“I enjoyed you this afternoon, I don’t mind admitting hat it was nice in the cell, with you lying behind me. I also liked it earlier when you forced yourself upon me. But the point is, it could have been anyone. That’s what this place is all about, we use it for our own fantasies and pleasure, no matter how perverse they may seem to someone on the outside. You have only just dipped a toe into our world, you have only just started to see what can happen here. What you must not do is to start getting too emotionally attached.”
She must have seen my face fall, I didn’t really know what to say to her.
“Look, you will leave here tomorrow. You may come back, you may not. If you do come back, I may be here, I may not be. Tonight is going to be yet another whole new experience. You will see and probably do things that you haven’t done before. You may enjoy it, you may not. The Pet that you will see tonight is not the one that you ate talking to now. It’s the same with your wife. Right now she is with the master, and yes, they probably are having sex. She might have sex with someone else tonight, and you might as well. You never know in this place what is going to happen next. But tomorrow, you will leave, and you will probably relive your experiences together, and hopefully you will be closer for it.”
She sighed. “I’m not going to pretend it’s not difficult. Once a woman has been with the Master things change. I know I was nasty about Louise earlier, but it’s just jealousy, which is stupid. The Master is always sleeping with different woman, and they are all changed by it. I have never known anyone like it, he is huge, and has such a high sex drive, he can just keep going and going. You must have heard him last night with Louise?”
Obviously I had, they had awoken me several times as they fucked, with me laying only a few feet away in a small cage. I had already been thinking about what she would think when we next had sex together.
Pet leant and patted me affectionately. “Don’t worry, you might not be as big as he is but you’re not bad. Ive seen you a lot this weekend, and you felt good inside me earlier.”
She reached over and pecked me on the cheek and then stood up. “It’s time to get ready now. If you want to go and use the bathroom, now is the time to do it.”
I went back into the ensuite and used the toilet. Pet had put out a new toothbrush and a razor, so I cleaned my teeth and shaved. Feeling a bit more respectable, I went back to join Pet, who was sitting at a dressing table, applying makeup. She started to tell me a bit more about the evening ahead.
“They are having a dinner party, about twenty people. We will be waiting and serving the guests. Louise has told the Mistress that you are pretty handy with drinks and cocktails so you will be on bar duty. There will be some other people helping us. They have all been here before, so they know the setup. As you can probably imagine, there will be more to it than just serving food, but I don’t want to spoil the surprise!”
I noticed that her collar had something written on it at the back, and leant forward trying to read it. She grinned at me in the mirror, “It’s my safe word. Everyone has it on the back of their collar. It’s the way of keeping us all safe in the Scene. You have yours on the back of your collar, so I know it’s ‘pineapple'”. She chuckled, “a good choice, unless you start eating fruit salad.”
I asked her about the room. “Yes, it’s my own bedroom, I wouldn’t normally bring you in here, but the house is quite busy right now, and it was the easiest thing to do. This is where I live my normal life, and the fetish world doesn’t usually intrude. As I told you before, out of the Scene, I’m just a lodger here, and I come and go just like a normal person.”
She closed her lipstick and I could see that she was finished. “Stay there while I get dressed, then we will get your clothes on, and I’ll take you downstairs.”
She opened a drawer and picked up a white cotton thong which she slid her legs into. As she pulled them up, and the thin string slipped between her buttocks, I felt my unconstricted cock. harden. She gained at me in the mirror and wagged her finger, “Naughty, you know that’s not going to happened.”
Laughing, she opened a wardrobe and pulled out a short black skirt which she pulled up over her legs. It was tight, with a spilt at the side and she adjusted it so that it just cover her pert buttocks at the back. She matched it with a white shirt which she put on and, instead of buttoning, tied together at the front. Her small pert breast nestled against the cotton, and I could see the tips of her nipples pressing against it. She finished off with some black hold-up stockings, and some spiked heel ankle boots.
“What do you think?” Her eyes sparkled as she stood I front of me. “Sexy slutty waitress?” I suggested. “Exactly the look I’m going for!”
It was my turn now. She handed me a formal white shirt and a black dinner jacket which I put on, complete with a black bow tie. From the waist up, I was a bartender or waiter. Waist down was a different story though. She picked up the cock cage, and with an apologetic look, slipped it on, giving my bottom a little pat after she had locked it into place. Reaching into her drawer she pulled out a pair of black bikini panties. “I’m lending these to you, I think it’s better than having that swinging around,” she laughed. I pulled the panties up, enjoying the soft silk encasing my balls, and the back slipping between my buttocks. They were more fully cut than a thong, which I was grateful for, it was like wearing a pair of lacy speedos. She handed me a pair of back socks and shoes which I realised were my own black ones that I had been wearing when we arrived. “I don’t think our waiters should be barefoot, do you?” she smiled.
She reached up and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, and stroked my face with her hand. “Come on,” she smiled, “Show time!”
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