The Housewarming

Honey_B

Weaver of Dreams
Joined
May 21, 2001
Posts
2,408
The Housewarming's OOC Thread

You Are Invited


You are cordially invited to a housewarming party at my new home. I am celebrating the event by inviting you to a bracelet party. For those of you who have never been to such an event, let me explain. Dominants will purchase bracelets at the door. Throughout the course of the evening, the submissives will try to earn those bracelets by doing whatever the dominant asks. The submissive with the most bracelets at the end of the night wins all the money collected at the door.

The Rules​

  • A submissive's consent must be received before any act is to occur.
  • Nudity and sex acts will be permitted, providing that all parties consent.
  • If you have a collared submissive, you must allow other dominants to use your property within the context of this event.
  • No bees.

You will have a spacious play space available to you with a heavy-duty suspension frame, a spanking bench, a bondage table, St. Andrew crosses (2 that are joined), and a Great Wheel. Dominants, please bring your own toy bags.

Please see the attached map for the directions to my house.

I hope to see each and every one of you there.


Amanda loved the little shiver of excitement that ran down her spine as she stood in the middle of her brand new dungeon. Just to her right stood the showpiece of the dungeon, a massive walnut 4-post bed. The shimmering transparent drapes obscured vision slightly, but not enough to deter any exhibitionists who might wish to use it.

She walked the periphery of the room, opening doors to make sure all was in order – 2 smaller bedrooms, the medical room, the school room. Like a kinky version of Martha Stewart whom she resembled slightly, she plumped the velvet pillows on each sofa that bordered the room. Everything looked absolutely perfect. It had to be, she had invited some of the most prominent people in the Lifestyle.

Amanda glanced at her watch. Her guests should begin arriving shortly. She was already dressed in a black floor-length leather corset dress with matching leather gauntlets. She checked the buffet table laden with goodies in the corner before going upstairs. Near the front door, Amanda had positioned her 2 personal assistants.

“Rebecca, you take the money and distribute the bracelets. Debra takes the guests' coats and shows them downstairs. Are there any questions?”

Both girls solemnly shook their heads. They had already been through the instructions a number of times.

Amanda returned to her dungeon, eager for the fun to begin.
 
Last edited:
Frank

I arrived with my little friend Emily, wearing her collar and leash and darn little else . She did have on a light robe over her nude body, and I carried a package in my arms as I rang the doorbell.

I was offerred bracelets to purchase, and I bought the maximum allowed

Once inside, I handed Amanda her housewarming gift. She opened it to find a small electric machine. "What is it?", she asked, and I smiled and identified it as a Sybian, with all the attachments, adding that it would be a perfect addition to her collection of toys

ooc: do a search on Sybian - the website will amaze you if you arent familiar with it
 
Name : Emily richardson
Age: 19
looks: Slim and toned body, 34 CC breasts and golden skin, long black hair that falls in waves over her shoulder.

Emily followed dutily behind her master, trying to keep up with his confident strides, whimpering as the leash tugged her forwards, the lite crimson robe clung to her body, highliting her curves.

She waited patiently as Master Frank made his greetings, waiting for his insturction...

occ: I do hope you will let me play your sub ferryrider ;)
 
Amanda

Amanda's heels clacked on the elaborately floor as she went to greet her first guests of the evening.

"Thank you for the lovely gift, Master Frank. You are as thoughful and naughty as ever. It would be such fun to use it on a girl tonight. Speaking of which, I do not believe I have met your girl. She is absolutely stunning."
 
Frank

ooc - A delight to play with you, Emily (Shexay)- tried to PM you but your box was full- you need to do so0me deleting

Be sure to check out the Sybian if you havent already
 
Jezebel took a deep breath and did her best to settle the butterflies that had suddenly overwhelmed her. She’d been calm, until she was led from the car. Her long red hair was pulled back from her round face, twisted in a tight braid that hung down her back to stop at the crack of her ass. “A perfect handle,” her Master had told her the first time he took her from behind. The only time scissors were allowed near her head was every three months to trim away split ends. Even then she knew it was a chore her Master disliked, and trusted to no other but himself.

They took the steps together, though she was slightly to his left and two steps further back. It had been a year of change for Jezebel. She had lived a quite life before meeting Steve Raliegh. The young woman had just celebrated her twenty-second birthday and was enjoying a bite of complimentary birthday cake, from the Italian Restaurant her friends had taken her to, when a man approached. He bent down, whispered in her ear that he would see her the next night at the restaurant bar and to have a happy birthday; then he was gone.

She’d been intrigued and aroused. The warmth of his breath had stirred in her a hunger, one she’d never experienced before. The next night she arrived and the rest, as cliche as it may sound. . .was history. She was now a treasured woman, but also nothing. Master Avis could take and give. He could allow or deny. She had learned much from him, and tonight she was determined to make him proud. He told her long ago that besides desiring her above all others, this party was one that he’d been training her for. . . “Ultimate pleasure.” This would also be the first time Jezebel was to be used by other both men and women as well as the first time her Master used others in her presence. She bit down on the wave of jealousy that threatened to make itself known.

A shudder of both fear as well as excitement washed over Jezebel as they stopped and she glanced up to briefly get her baring straight and take in her surroundings. Just as quickly her icy blue orbs dropped and her tongue snaked out to lick away some of the glistening gloss that tasted of mint jubilee. Her face was free of all other colorings as was her body free of all perfumes and unnatural fragrances. Master Avis told her a long time ago, that the scent of a woman was all he needed on his subs.

Jezebel felt the breeze against her skin as she waited to be told to follow her Master, or felt the tug of her leash. She focused on the tops of her platform thigh-high boots, the studs leading up disappeared behind her trench coat, but what she could see annoyed her. One of the studs was loose and she, being the perfectionist when it came to her appearance wanted to reach down and tug on the offensive metal, but she didn't.

Instead she tried to concentrate on how pleased Master Avis had been when she walked out wearing the studded thong and matching cupless corset bustier. The halter neck collar gleamed but she knew it had not drawn her Master's attention away from the collar he deemed her worthy enough to wear. It marked his property, something she knew was a great honor.
 
Master Avis

Looking over his broad shoulder at the woman who trailed behind on her leash, Steven Raleigh grinned as they approached the door. “Remember girl, be on your very best behavior tonight. Know that our play room at home is set up for several scenarios; your doing well, your winning this thing tonight, and another if you embarrass me. Please, let’s not explore the third. I know you are nervous, but I think you’ll get into the spirit and relax once the night heats up.”

He took one look back, inspecting her top to bottom and back up again, just as he had done before she put on the trench coat that hid her outrageous, and wonderful little outfit. Turning back to the door, pleased with his pet, he knocked firmly in three quick thumps, and then let his hand relax its grip on her leash. It would be difficult handing her over for others to enjoy tonight, but he knew it would be worth it. This was the sort of exploration and test that he just couldn’t provide alone at home, not unless he threw a party himself.

His other hand held a bottle of properly chilled Louis Roederer Cristal, a gift to Amanda for inviting him and his little toy tonight. He looked down his own lengthy body, making sure his dark grey silk suit was presentable, and his red tie centered. His slave had done well dressing him, and he smirked at the tie – silk almost as soft, and just as red as her hair.

“Whatever happens in there tonight, remember to whom you belong, just as no mater how many little slaves attempt to acquire a bracelet from me, I shall remember which of them is truly mine to enjoy.”
 
Last edited:
Frank

I led Emily and Amanda downstairs to the playroom which I had already visited. We set up the Sybian and with the control in my hand, I instructed Emily to ger on it and show our hostess how it worked.

Even without attachments, the vibratiuon stimulated Emily's perfectr little clt to orgasm while Amanda watched, and when Emily climbed off I removed her collar and put one of the bracelets on her arm, and helped Amanda to mount her new toy.

Slowly increasing thre speed and intensity of the vibration, she shudderred and screamed and I knew she liked it. Then I put a bracelet on her arm and she was now partly dressed for the occasion.

"Next time try it with one of the dildo attachments, and I can also rotate them as well as vibrate them."
 
Last edited:
Emily

Emily dutilly followed her master down the dungeon steps and her mouth opened in wonder at the dungeon, Emily licked her lips as the Sybian was set up, she knew what an amazing machine it was bcause Master used it when she was a good girl, Emily sat up a little closer and when the master instructed her to get on she practically leaped up .

The Sybian slowly worked her clit and Emily gasped as her orgasm rode quite quickly, her Master had used all the atachments on her but this was great all the same, as the orgasm wracked her body and she came to a slow stop, she got off and the master removed her collar, Emily felt a little sad at this, so use to having the collar round her neck where it belonged, Master then put a braclet on her arm.

She watched rather enviously as he helped the hostess onto the Sybian, watching as his delicate fingers helped the woman onto it, judging his face as he watched the woman on the Sybian, she bowed her head not wanting the Master to see the effect it was having on her.
 
Amanda

Amanda pulled down her dress after the demonstration, her classic features flushed from the pleasure.

"Frank, It's magnificent. However, I can't spend time indulging myself now. I simply must see to my hostess duties."

She turned to Emily.

"My dear, you have earned the first bracelet of the evening. Congratulations! Now if you two will excuse me, I must greet the guests who have just arrived."

Amanda turned from the attractive pair, leaving them to their own vices - for the moment.

Debra had just shown another couple in - Master Avis and his Jezabel. Amanda was ecstatic that they had come. She had never had the opportunity to see the couple play together, but she knew Stephen had a particularly wicked reputation.

"Hello, Master Avis and Jezabel. Welcome to my new home."
 
Last edited:
Frank

I kissed Emily lovingly, and told her that tonight she was free to play with anyone, and that the collar and leash were inhibiting to others We went and checked out the rest of the toys in the dungeon, and Emily squealed in deliught, and then asked if she could use the Sybian again, with the big attacment on it.,

I wiped it clean for sanitary reasons, although I had eaten Amanda's pussy many times and wasnt worried about her but thought it was an appropriate gesture - and Emily clinbed on again with the big dildo up in her, and I started the machine.

This time I let the dildo rotate first slowly and then faster, and very soon she was again brought to her peak as some newly arrived guests watched.

One of the men again presented her with another bracelet, and asked if I minded if his little slave could try it.

I said "Of coursew - it is Amanda's now, and would you like to try Emily over there on the bed while your lady plays on the machine?
 
Steven had led his Jezebel in by her leash once the doors opened, the trench coat removed from his slave to expose her in the erotic leather outfit that hid little and promised more. He purchased as many bracelets as Rebecca would sell him at a time. Before following Debra, he pulled Jezebel close but the ring of her collar, seizing her lips with his own. After their tongues fenced, he pulled her off him just as suddenly as he had begun, and motioned for Debra to lead on.

Down some stairs they came into a beautiful new dungeon, one he’d hear about while it was being built, as Amanda has shared, bragged really, about her plans. Looking around, he decided she had every right to those boasts. As the leather-clad hostess came over to them he greeted her warmly. They had been friends for years, though the business of life had kept them from catching up too often.

“A beautiful home it is Amanda, you’ve truly outdone yourself. We’re flattered you’ve invited us.” He lifted the bottle of champagne, handing it to Amanda. “A house warming gift,” he smiled. Then, almost reluctantly, he lifted the hand that held the end of his slave’s leash, passing that to Amanda as well. “And here is the toy I brought for the evening.” It felt odd letting Jezebel go, but she was still his, and all actions she performed tonight would be the results of his desire see her play. “She’s never been shared like this, nor even enjoyed playing with a woman. Care to break her in?” He chuckled at how Jezebel tried to hide her shock at his words. He simply looked between the two women, the image of Amanda holding his Jezebel’s lead was already a delight – and oh how the night had just begun.
 
Jezebel felt the return of butterflies beating their wings in the pit of her stomach. Master Avis had spoken the truth to the woman, their host, who was obviously a very strong minded woman. She glanced quickly, never lifting her head after the heated kiss her and her Master had shared. The woman was dressed in a leather dress that looked to have been painted on her sensual form. Jezebel felt the heat of her blush and knew that her thoughts were already heading toward the events of the evening and what this Mistress would do to her or in reality for her. She knew the role of Master and Mistress were the same, both sought not only pleasure for themselves, but pleasure for their submissive.

When her leash had been given over to the beautiful woman another tremor of apprehension mixed with excitement seemed to overpower her. She felt a tingling deep within her sex and she fought for control. Desperately she wanted to place her palm on her stomach and forced her body to remain calm and sure, but deep down she knew tonight would be one she would never forget.

After promising herself to do everything she could to make Master Avis proud, she lifted her gaze just enough to smile softly at Mistress Amanda and whisper, “Hello Mistress.” She then quickly dropped her gaze back to the floor, and secretly admired the lovely hostess’s shoes.
 
Amanda

Amanda took the offered leash.

"Master Avis, I thank you for these lovely gifts. My favorite champagne and even more delightful, the use of your precious Jezebel."

Amanda's long graceful fingers played with the bracelets that circled her own arm as she pondered what to do first to this lovely creature. She wanted to put the girl at ease, but it was important not to eliminate the impact a slave would feel from being shared for the first time.

Her eyes slithered over Jezebel's exposed flesh, taking their time to luxuriate over the delicate swell of her breasts. She had the creamy skin of a true redhead. Such a beautiful canvas she must be!

“My dear, present yourself for inspection. Arms behind your head, shoulders back, breast thrust forward, feet shoulder-width apart.”

Amanda was pleased to see how quickly the girl obeyed.

“Master Avis, you have trained her well. Now, let me see what I have to play with.”

Amanda’s left hand lightly held Jezebel’s leash while her right traveled the path her eyes had taken moments before, the leather delicately sliding over the slave’s skin.

“Turn so that your back faces me"
 
Jezebel did as she was told, gracefully turning and once again presenting herself to her temporary Mistress. She felt the warm gaze of Amanda as she took in her lightly freckled shoulders and the way she kept her back straight. She could feel the heat of the woman’s touch as she learned the shape of her gift. Jezebel’s skin seemed to burn as Mistress Amanda’s nails grazed her flesh.

She felt the eyes of her Master on her as well and she knew Amanda’s praise would mean a reward for her later, when Steven and her were alone. The thought of how much more she could please him, brought a sliver of juice from her sex and she felt it slide onto the leather thong she wore. Her pussy tightened as she realized Amanda was admiring every inch of her, including the moistness that had left her thong wet.

Her tongue snaked out and she swallowed, feeling the lump in her throat dissolve. Excitement and fear rushed through her as she patiently waited for Amanda’s first demand. She said a silent prayer hoping she was all Amanda could ask for in a slave. The desire to please both of them became a goal that she was determined to meet.
 
Steven watched the scene of Amanda inspecting his pet unfold; admiring both the beautiful women interact. Such a treat. He grinned at her compliment and nodded as she wished to examine jezebel further. “Just don’t let her shyness fool you, she’s quite the spirited one once she warms up to you, I’m sure you’ll enjoy her.” Smiling he left his dear slave in the capable hands of his host.

He fetched a few quick snacks from the buffet table and a glass of wine. He had no hurry, the evening would unfold at it’s own pace. He refilled his glass, and found a deep sofa to relax in. his eyes took in some of the enjoyment already being had by others smirked. Yes, this would do nicely.

He took one of the coveted bracelets he’d purchased and began idly rotating it in his upturned hand. His gaze fixed on a slave he’d heard called emily, and knew he’d have to enjoy her before the night was done. His gaze drifted further, but somehow always came to rest on her. Almost staring at her now, he spun the glittering bracelet a bit more intently. She’d come for the bracelet, he was certain.
 
Occ: I'm pulling out of this one. sorry! It's just no offence to ferryrider but you basically are obsessed with the sybian lol and I don't see it going any further .
sorry again
xx
 
Amanda

Amanda’s eyes feasted on Jezebel as walked round to face the girl.

“You have presented yourself for inspection perfectly, my dear.”

She slid a bracelet from her graceful arm and took Jezebel’s hand.

“This one will be the easiest you will earn from me, however.”

Amanda slipped the bangle onto the submissive wrist and smiled up at the girl wickedly.

“I really don’t like having to crane my neck to look at you, my sweet. On your knees!”
 
Jezebel felt a tremor of excitement as she heard her Mistress’s words pour over her. “Thank you, Mistress,” she whispered and then felt the bracelet on her arm slide down to her wrist as she slipped down to the floor.

She kept herself on her knees, though for some it would be slightly awkward with the thigh high boots. Master Avis had practiced with her for several hours, keeping her in the submissive position while wearing the polished leather and now she held the pose without flaws.

Her eyes remained downcast as she waited. A small smile hid behind her lips, it was one she knew was hers and hers alone. Master Avis would be pleased with the beautiful woman’s compliment and she knew it would only mean her reward from him would be that much greater. She could see his feet from her position and she felt his strength a calming presence to her person.
 
Intro for Lydia

Lydia walked up to Amanda's home a black raincoat covering her body. Her dark hair in a french braid that started at the front of her hair line and the braid ended at the base of her neck. She had some light make-up on and red nailpolish. She had no jewlery on and carried a very fancy bottle of red wine for Amanda as a gift.

She got to the door and knocked on it with her head down and eyes on the ground. The door opened as one of the girls ushered Lydia inside taking the bottle of wine and her coat. She was now revealed in her strappy leather bikini style top and leather g-string. She had heels on that were about 3 inches and matched the style of the 'outfit' she was wearing.

She slowly walked into the beautiful dungeon that Amanda had set up and kept her hands clasped infront of her and her head down. She didnt know if she should introduce herself, since she had been reprimanded for doing so before, 'speak only when spoken too'. Her Mistress had taught her a few things, but she was a bit more cautious tonight and was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and stood off to the side hoping maybe someone heard her heels click as she had walked into the room.
 
Thoughts of the sub he was eying disappeared as Jezebel and Amanda came into view. Still the stunning sight, with his little girl kneeling to the always delightful Domme. He couldn’t be happier that he could give jezebel’s first time both in being shared and with a woman to his hostess. The bracelet and compliments she had received meant he would be a busy man when they got home. He might even have to devise more rewards then he already had in mind.

Then another had been shown down to the dungeon, and her small bits of leather attracted his attention almost as fast as the echoing tap of her tall shoes, without which she would have been a somewhat short, and dainty thing. Still, her legs seemed to go on for days, only to be topped with a great ass that lay all but exposed to him.

The bracelet on in his hands began twirling about once more, has he divided his attention between the new woman and the scene involving his pet.
 
Last edited:
Amanda looked down at the girl. It was no small feat to kneel in boots such as those Jezebel wore and nearly impossible to do so with grace. Yet somehow, the slave had done so, and with remarkable skill.

“I do believe you are well on your way to earning your next bracelet. We’ll just wait to see if you can rise as gracefully after we’ve waited a bit,”

Amanda’s voice was so sweet it almost made one cringe to listen to it. She wanted to challenge Jezebel’s stamina. Personal experience had taught her, all to well how those creases of leather could cut off circulation after just a few minutes.

“I have to greet a new guest, my dear. Remain motionless until I return.”

The hostess left the redhead and walked purposefully over to the new arrival. The poor creature looked so unsure of herself. When would Lydia realize that such naiveté only aroused dominants?

“My dear Lydia, welcome to my home. I am so pleased that you could make it. Feel free to make yourself at home. My new dungeon has many secrets just waiting to be discovered.”

Amanda tried to catch the eye of Master Avis. He might enjoy this one.
 
Lydia saw and heard Mistress Amanda walk towards her and kept her eyes to the ground, although they had known each other for sometime lyida still had much respect. She almost bowed slightly as she spoke.
"Thank you so much for inviting Mistress Amanda. I am sure to enjoy myself, my thanks again. I have also brought a bottle of wine for you that I have left with the young lady at the door. I do hope you enjoy it."
Her voice was soft and innocent. But she was anything but. She always gave off signs of being dainty, fragile and innocent, which were the exact opposite of what she was. She may be small but it says nothing about her.

She looked up at Mistress Amanda for a moment and then back down.
" I must say Mistress Amanda, you look stunning this evening." and she smiled slightly and stood still. She didnt want to keep Mistress Amanda from the red haired Vixen she was playing with so she then went quiet. Letting her do what she wished, not that Lydia was planning on stopping her.
 
Jezebel rested quietly on her knees. Her eyes remained downcast as she listened to the young sub behind her and Mistress Amanda talk. She continued to practice the deep breathing exercises that Master Avis had shown her, thus keeping her mind off the discomfort of the leather thigh highs, but instead on the beat of her heart. The steady pulsation kept her diverted and as the first minute, then the second, followed by the third slipped away Jezebel thought nothing of her discomfort.

Still she did wonder how she would manage to rise once Amanda sought her out again. The pricking sensation was one that had rarely made her stumble, but it did have a way of making her face wince slightly from the needling feeling she knew would cause her to pause.

A shuffling of feet, told her that Amanda was turning so her body faced that of Steven. Jezebel wondered if her Master would play with the new arrival or if he would simply watch Amanda take pleasure in her toy. Jezebel felt her stomach muscles tighten as she thought of watching her Master please another sub and another sub please her Master.
 
Last edited:
Back
Top