Master seeks slaves(m & f) as well as party guests to use them

Do you currently think about a bdsm lifestyle...

  • All the time.

    Votes: 2 14.3%
  • Most of the time.

    Votes: 4 28.6%
  • Some of the time.

    Votes: 6 42.9%
  • Not at all/Just curious.

    Votes: 2 14.3%

  • Total voters
    14
  • Poll closed .

unclebigbad

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OOC: I am a r/l Dom, who seeks the pleasures of both male and female slaves online. The setting will be a party, where guests will be allowed unlimited use of any and all slaves. The rules, are simple, all slaves will post their names in lower case letters, while party guests will post their names in uppercase letters. All proper respects will be freely given by slaves at all times. Any questions, please feel free to email me at master_wolf2569@hotmail.com
 
adrian_matthew

adrian,
He is leaning against the wall. His well toned chest and abs clearly visible. He wears a small black leather collar with a leash attached currently to a steel ring on the wall but is definately removeable. The only thing else is a black skin tight speedo which proudly displays his best assets. His face is angled down so that his bright blue eyes gaze up at you from under, his dark brows... his hair is short and a sandy brown. His body is turned a little to the side so the potential buyers can see his round inviting rear.

OOC: Just on an outside note to everyone, I prefer Male Male I'll take some females but I mainly would like guys >:) k?
 
corey
I walked into the room and found the person who had called the slave pits and asked for a few of us to come to this party. I quickly kneeled at his feet. He pulled me up by my chain attached to my collar and led me over to where another slave was standing. I smiled timidly at him. I really wasn't sure of what I should be doing so I just leaned back and let my shoulders rest against the wall. I was very shy and quiet, but a good slave, with short blond hair, soft brown eyes, and a thin body. As thin as I was for 18, my body was well developed from years of harsh slave labor. I had on a pair of old, ragged pants that were ripped everywhere. Atleast it was a covering, I was still unsure about my body. I hoped that I wouldn't do anything wrong tonight. (I had never had any self confidence but that's what being a slave will do to you.) I quietly looked around, glancing at the guests and at the other slave standing next to me. Maybe if I relaxed a little, this could be fun.
 
adrian's eyes shifted to the side as he saw another slave being brought and slapped to the same hook as he was. He gave a half smile to him after the master had walked back away, in a soft reserved voice,

"hi... are you new here? I've seen most of his... slaves"

He turned his body to face the other slave, it was easy for him to see why they'd picked this new guy, he was strong, well built, but young and obediant. Just how the master tended to like them. He ran a hand over the back of his ear, brushing a strand of brown back from his face.
 
"Yeah, I'm new. What's the master like? Is he nice?" I asked trying to make small talk. The other slave seemed pretty nice and he seemed like he was one of those slaves that enjoyed doing his job and enjoyed doing very well at it . I wish I could be like that. Oh well, I figured it would be a good thing to make friends with this guy, since it appeared that he knew what was expected of us here. I didn't want to get beaten for doing something that I didn't know was wrong. I asked him questions about his life and his life before he was a slave. I asked him things about the master and if there was a mistress and other small unimportant things. He always answered me kindly. I was begining to trust him and be comfortable with him. A friend? Maybe, for the time being. It could happen. I just liked the fact that there was someone here that I could talk to.

I'm going on vacation for a week guys. If you can, please try to play around my part and if it's absolutley necessary, go ahead and let someone else have the part until I get back. Thanx, =)
 
I smiled lightly,

"The master is all things, you'll have to wait to find out what he is with you. It all depends on the slave, on the night, on how much he's celebrated."

He ran his thumb over his brow in a gesture of thought as he thought about it,

"He can be very kind, just give him what he wants and he will keep you. And he cares well for his slaves, even after a night of the more... violent things he will care for you well afterwords."

He listened to the eager questions of the new mind and nodded in response or shook his head, he told him of how he'd come here. At the tender age of 11 and been trained well... of his first time with the master. He also shared some of his primary turnons.

"He has had many mistresses, I'm not sure if he has acquired a new one as of yet, I have yet to see. But if he does, you may just see her, I am reserved primarily for the men of the party, though occasionally I will be with a woman. Do you know what you're speciality is yet?"

I could tell he was new to this somewhat, and I was doing my best to be comforing, after all this could be a very rewarding servitude for him. Other masters were known to be cruel, even killing there slaves with some of the things they've done. He was lucky to be here, the master only wanted the best.


OOC: I'll see you around!!
Oh and Uncle Big Bad, I don't want to say too much without your input so... uh... let me know if anything I said allready isn't going to be true and I'll change it.
 
jennifer

I met the supreme master at a party where my fiance had dragged me to.
He had been so insistant I go with him that I finally gave in... as usual. Little did I know it would change my life completely! All he told me was that the party was on the other side of town and that it would be a one in a lifetime opportunity for me to meet his closest friends... And that I would be thankful to him he had taken me there. All I could get from my fiance was a promise we'd be home by midnight. I usually stay home during the week so I can go to work the next day with enough energy to meet my secretarial duties.
He left me to call a taxi and allow me to change clothes. I had no troubles finding the perfect outfit for his last minute invitation: a tight black V neck shirt and a long black skirt. Large golden earings, a large golden chain... Simple is always better.

The taxi to the party arrived quickly and as soon as we sat down on the leather backseat, my fiance leaned over and began to kiss me. Next thing he did was to smile at me and whisper: "Darling, take that shirt off..." I obeyed him as always, more concerned to please him than to annoy the driver with what my fiance ordered me to do. That's when, if I remember well, I finally noticed he was not the same man as usual.
"Now, take that bra off..." I was stunned, but obeyed again.
"Lay down, I have to work on you..." He pulled me down so my head was on his knees and I was facing upwards. He next sent both hands on my breasts and pinched them, pulling on them mercilessly. He increased the pressure and one hand left my chest to search his inner jacket. To my surprise, he had succion cups with him and applied them on my nipples. The pressure was now intense and my eyes began to fill up with tears. I complained:
"You're hurting me..."
"Hush, darling. I'll take these off when we get to the party. Do you have your panties on?"
"Well, yes, of course!"
"Take them off. Now"
That was a bit more acrobatic but he helped me and as soon as he got hold of my panties, he opened the passenger window and tossed my underwear out.
"You don't need those tonight..."
"But..."
"I'll buy you some new ones.. These were too bland anyway. Now sit up." The pain made by the succion cups was now bearable . I obeyed, placing my hands over my large breasts in an attempt to hide them. I looked out of the window: I had never been in this neighborhood before and had no idea which side of the city we were now.
He quickly pulled the succion cups away: my nipples were a couple of inches long and the areolas were engorged. He grinned: "Good... Should have done that long ago. Put your shirt back on. We're almost there."

The taxi stopped in front of a nice suburban house and I exited immediately, trying not to look at the driver. My fianced paid and was quickly at my side. He held me by the shoulders and while we walked towards the main door, he said with a gentle tone:
"Darling, this is what you always dreamt of, remember? You are going to meet a master tonight... and he will train you to become a perfect slave."
"What??"
"I won't leave you alone. I've been with these... friends for years but I'm not allowed to train my own slave. I'll share you, if you don't mind"
I was overjoyed: "Oooh, yes! I belong to you... I'll do my best, I promise! But why didn't you tell me before hand?"
We were now at the door and to my surprise, he had his own key to it:
"You know how I like surprises... and I had to make sure in the first place you'd go for it."
The door opened onto a large living room. There were many male and female guests chatting and having drinks, people I had never seen before. A man stood up to greet us... The master of ceremony, no doubt. And the way he and my fiance smiled at each other, there was no doubt in my mind these two had known each other for a long time...
 
terry

The master had sent for me to be taken to the party. I was brought into a room and my leash hooked to a ring on the wall. I was new here and hoped the master would be pleased with me. I have long brown hair and brown eyes. I have nice sized breasts and a small waist. I have on a snug top that stops just before my belly button and a short mini skirt.
 
KURTWOOD

Another year, another party. Every year Kurtwood made a shadowy appearance at the event. You didn't need to show up at all the events to be part of the scene, and he illustrated that perfectly. If it was a really big occasion, then Kurtwood's face would be there.

Well, if you could make it out. Tonight he was all shadowy. Below the trench coat was the smell of well worn leather. His shock of black hair has supporting a hat that wouldn't have looked out of place on John Wayne. The stub of tobbacco spiralled onto the floor as he began to look around. The floor was filling up nicely.

Looking around Kurtwood could see some familiar faces (on both sides of the coin) and plenty of new additions. And a few of them were definitly catching his eye.

The familiar rumblings began to stir again. It had been almost 4 weeks since his last prize's "contract" had run out, and while Karen had begged to stay, he knew it was time to move on.

Karen was probably going to show up tonight and try to woo him (as she had last year) but new toys meant new blood. And new blood was hard to come by.
 
Hey guys, sorry it took so long. I just got back from California.

As the other slave and I were talking, two female slaves were lead in and attached to a ring on the wall next to us. A few guests also started to arrive and I wondered when our service would be needed. The room was begining to fill up with the partygoers who have probably been to this type of party before. I figured that they knew more about what was going on than I did. That was alright, I'd firgure it out. I looked around and held my pants up as they began to slide off my hips. "Has the master held these types of parties before? Have you been at them?" I asked the slave. I was probably annoying the hell out of him but I didn't know anything yet and it seemed like he was the only one around who did.
 
That's allright, UncleBigBad still hasn't come back anyways *sigh*.

IC:

I noticed as two other female slaves were brought up and hooked, I smiled politely and as guests went past us I smiled hoping to spark some attention in any of them. The male slave with me asked another question,

"Yes, to both your questions."

I smiled,

"I've been to a couple of the masters. I've mainly performed, and rarely offered. Usually he'll take two slaves to begin it and have them, perform. By the end of it the partygoers are generally completely ready to be served. I don't know where the master is, I don't understand why he hasn't shown yet. Normally he'd be here by now."

I looked around a little confused but not too terribly worried, I did notice Dianno, a man I'd seen here several times, but had yet to actually entertain personally, though I have done many of the Masters shows when he was here. He seemed to be the only guest I recognized but as of yet I couldn't see anyone.
 
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