She paused and looked across at me.
“I’m sorry to say it, but I’d almost forgotten all about you.” She grinned evilly, “it must have been all the fucking.”
“There was a TV in front of us and he switched it on. You can imagine how surprised I was to see you kneeling in the basement with Pet. He pushed the remote and the screen ran back, I suppose it’s some sort of TV feed. When he stopped it, I could see you lying with someone inside a large cage. I realise now that it was the cell in the basement. He was able to zoom in and I could see that there was someone under the blanket with you. I saw the blanket move and realised that you were fucking whoever was lying in front of you. Then they moved their head and I realised that it was Pet.”
She tutted angrily. “That little bitch, she was all sweetness and light with me when we arrived. She even made love to me in front of the floor. Then next thing I see, she’s offering herself, letting you fuck her while she just lies there.”
“He fast forwarded the tv again, back to real time and I saw Mistress walk in with the bin of food. I loved seeing you and Pet being forced to roll about it in it like two little pigs. It started to make me honey, especially as he was stroking my hair while we watched. Then he opened the mic so I could speak to you. I loved having that power over you, and watching as she forced you to guzzle it all up. I could feel Master getting hard again under his robe, so I turned my back on you, and slid to take him in my mouth.”
She paused, her excitement evident. I could see her nipples hard under her bra and shirt, and her hand was moving under the table, and her breath starting to pant.
“I let him hold my face and fuck my mouth, looking up at him while he took me. Before he came, he pushed me onto all fours, and then grabbed my hair and pulling my head back as he forced himself in. Just he came, he pulled out and shot his cum all over me. It was on my face, in my hair, dripping down my legs.”
I saw her shudder, and her hand froze between her legs as she orgasmed at the thought of him. She was silent for a moment, and then looked at me, unsure as to whether or not she should go on.
“He picked me up off he floor and carried me into the bedroom that I had been in before, laying me gently on the bed, and kissing me on the head before he went out. I could hear water running in the ensuite and hen a young girl came out and led me in, helping me into the bath. I think I saw her later in the evening, perhaps she was one of the waitresses?”
“She gently washed me, and then in the bedroom, dried and styled my hair, before doing my make up for me. When I was ready she brought out the evening gown that you saw me. It felt fantastic, the satin slid over my body. She handed me the tiniest of thongs to slip on, smiling ‘just in case you get a bit wet’. That was all I ha on underneath.”
“The final act was to clip a delicate gold chain to my collar. It was quite long and as she handed the other end to me, it curled down to the floor and back. She told me to wait, gave me a little kiss on the head and walked out. The Master came shortly afterwards to take me down stairs to the party, and of course you saw me coming down the stairs.”
“You saw most of what happened for the rest of the evening. I was so happy when I came down the stairs on the Master’s arm. I felt like a queen, as he led me to the table and sat beside me, even with the chain hanging from my collar.”
I remembered Pet’s warnings to me over the weekend about how fickle could be and suspected that I knew where this was heading.
“Once we has sat down and the guests arrive, he started to ignore me, spending all his time talking to the people around us. Then a woman cam up from lower down to speak to him.”
“She asked him, ‘can we play with her?’. He seems to find this amusing, and unhooked the chain from the back of the seat and handed it to her. He told me to ‘be good’, and then turned away as she pulled me down the table. I think that’s that last time I spoke to him. I looked back to see him pulling one of the waitresses on to his lap.”
“She sat me down between her and another man, and they started stroking me. At first it was nice, gently and soothing, but then I felt his hand sliding under my dress, and between my legs. I tried to push him away, but she grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear, ‘I suggest you sit still, you little bitch, unless you want to end up on all fours under this table, sucking off each man in turn’. I saw her nod towards the Mistress, who was watching me closely, waiting for my reaction. Pulling my hand back I sat back, as his hand slipped under my dress again, and between my legs.”
“Some of the other guests must have seen what was going on, as one of them came and took me to sit beside then. This time it was the woman with her hand down there, and slipping her finger inside. When she pulled it out, she stuck it in my mouth and made me lick myself clean.”
I could see tears starting to appear as she continued with the tale of abuse.
“They got more and more cruel, telling me that things that would happen to me. Someone spat on my face, and then rubbed it round, smudging all my makeup as the rest of them laughed at me. One man told me that, at the end of the might, they were all going to line me up, and take me in turn, in whichever hole they wanted. Even the slaves would get a turn. The final person to fuck me would be you.”
She was weeping silently now, and I remembered the Mistress making the same threat to her at the end of the night, as she hung from the ropes in the basement. Wiping her eyes, Louise composed herself before continuing.
“It was starting to get quite rowdy by this time. The poor waitresses kept getting their shirts pulled apart, and Im sure I saw one of them dragged away and fucked in the corner. I think Mistress took pity on me, because she waved for someone to send me up, and sat me next to her. She gave me a little cuddle and a kiss, and then when the dinner finished took me away to sit with her on a couch.”
I could see here starting to cheer up as she continued, “We had a nice snog, just the two of us. She wasn’t trying to grope or fondle me, just gently stroking my hair while we kissed.. then that bitch Pet brought you along.”
I remembered how I had found Louise with Mistress when Pet had lead me in, entwined together on the coach. That had ben followed by The Game, where we had been forced to suck and lick a couple in turn, until one of them came. I had won that part, and got to have sex with the woman as a prize.
“I was so angry after the game, when Pet tied me to the chair and forced me to watch you fuck that woman.” She laughed, “I was really surprised. I’ve never seen you so aggressive in the bedroom. You’ve certainly never been like that with me?”
Leaving that question hanging, she continued.
“Then of course we were taken to the dungeon and my penalty was awarded. I kew that Pet had an evil streak in her, and she certainly seemed to enjoy hanging me up by my arms. When she whipped me the first time, I couldn’t believe the pain. It was the nearest I had come to giving up the whole weekend.”
Mistress had stopped Pet after two strokes, and then given Louise an ultimatum, 8 more lashes, or having to fuck everyone in the house, the very same fate that she had been taunted with earlier.
“I didn’t know what to do at first. The first two lashes had been terrible, and I could feel the stripes smarting on my back end arse. But I could also feel myself getting wet, perhaps I was enjoying it in a bizarre way. I knew that I had never been struck like that before, and might never get whipped again, so decided to carry on with it. I knew I always had the safe word if it got too much. Also, I didn’t want to give that slut Pet the satisfaction of getting the better of me.”
“When she finished, I was dragged into the cell, where I had seen you before on the TV screen. I didn’t realise how dingy and filthy it was. I slipped on the slimy floor before getting in the bed. It was damp, and there was water dripping down the wall. The young woman who had done my makeup earlier was curled up on there sobbing quietly, so I snuggled up to her and held her. We comforted each other lying there, and after you had all gone and the light was switched off, we fell asleep in each other’s arms.”
“A buzzer went off much later and woke me up. There was daylight now, coming through a small window, and the woman had gone. The cell door had clicked when the buzzer went off and it was hanging open. I could see a note attached to it, which told me to go upstairs to the first floor and find a bedroom that said ‘Louise’ on the door. I walked out of the cell and squelched across that disgusting floor as I left the cell. There was a sink in the corner, so I washed my feet, and then went up the stairs. There was a gown to put on at the top, and then when I found the bedroom, my clothes were in it. There was an ensuite where I could wash and tidy myself up, and then after I had showered and dressed, I came down to find you at the table.”
Louise had finished her story. Some of it didn’t surprise me, and some of it amazed me. She hadn’t quite finished.
“I don’t know about you but, I feel changed after this weekend, I’ve discovered things about myself that I didn’t know. I realise I like girls now!” She laughed, “I think I might try and find a girl friend next. I also realise that I like hard, rough sex, being in control and also being controlled.”
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