The Housewarming

Jezebel noticed another new face, and while he stood quietly examining the room, she took a brief chance to examine him. She had the sudden urge to ask him, “Hey Tex, where’d you park your horse?” but she didn’t, instead chastising herself for even giving the gentleman attention that he’d not yet earned.

She didn’t know if he was there to play slave or Master, but she did know she was not comfortable with someone just watching. To her it was an invasion of ones privacy and choice of lifestyle, not something to just sit back and judge. Jezebel’s attention moved back to the Amanda’s feet. She was in charge for the evening and Jezebel had to assume that she knew best.

When she heard the lovely woman ask her to go and get a pair of earplugs, she quickly did as she was told, doing her best to ignore the newcomer, as well as the sounds of pleasure coming from Master Avis’s temporary toy. Only the name temporary cooled Jezebel’s jealous streak. She knew who had collared her. She found the plugs and held them firmly in a small fist as she made her way back to her Mistress, sparing a quick glance in both directions to see the Steven’s slave receive a slap and the Texas Ranger still absorbing the scene around him.

“The plugs, Mistress.” she whispered, extending her fist to Amanda, turning her wrist and then opening her long fingers.
 
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Ricky

I noded to Steven. "names Ricky, it's Pleasure"
As Steven walked away I noticed Amanda waveing me over to her. I causiously crossed the room not feeling comfterble around all the half naked people.
"So I see you are right in your element 'Manda" She hated that name but Ihad called her it since we were kids, wasn't going to stop now. "Still torchering the boys just like in Highschool, except now it's with actual torcher devices and not skimpy cloths"
I looked down at the man on the table, he looked like he was ready to piss himself in fright and I felt my heart start to pound.
 
Lydia felt the intensity of the vibrator turned up some. She moaned again and felt the slap on her inner thigh and it sent a warm tingle in her leg and added to the pleasure already being felt through her body. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was dripping wet. Being untouched in such time made her want to cum instantly but she held it back and moaned softly.

She heard Master Avis walk away and heard his voice with that of another man's, she figured was another male Dom. She let the idea of a new man in the room drift away as she went back into the state of pleasure. She felt him come back with another slap on her thigh and the vibrator being turned up and she moaned a bit more. Her nipples were like diamonds and it was getting a bit harder to hold back that long awaited orgasm she wanted to badly.

Controling her moans was getting harder as well. SHe wanted to moan loudly letting out every ounce of pleasure she was having, but contained it so that Lady Amanda and the others would not be bothered or distracted by it.
 
Steven tugged the cups of her leather bra down, exposing the fleshy handfuls for all to see. As her tits spilled over the top of their former covering, all it did now was server to push the orbs higher. Now she was truly as good as naked for everyone’s enjoyment, but predominantly his.

He struck again, harder with the slapper, once against the tender inner flesh of each leg, and then again cranked up the vibrator that was pinned inside the helpless girl. He could see the muscles of her arms flex as they were strained, as where those deliciously long legs.

“Don’t fight it girl, enjoy it; give into it. Let everyone here see your show. Cum for me here, and we’ll really get into the fun tonight.” He brought another slap down on her thigh as his free hand gobbled up on of her tits and squeezed.
 
Lydia moaned louder feeling her breasts exposed as well as being smacked again. OH god did she love it. She heard his words and bite her lip and she breathed harder. She was going to cum and cum hard. Her thighs were bright red from being smacked not that she could see but she could feel. As he turned the vibrator up she bit down on her lip harder almost drawing blood from it.

As it sped up she couldnt contain the orgasm any longer and she almost screamed as she came hard all over the vibrator. She was breathed hard her breasts rising and falling and she let go of her lip and her leg twitched as her orgasm got drawn out longer, but she could barely take it.
 
“Very good girl,” he said with obvious pleasure thick in his voice. It had been some time since he played with any but Jezebel. She would learn to control her jealousy, that’s what part of tonight was about. He was truly enjoying himself with this unclaimed sub.

He left the vibe on, but stopped striking her with the leather. “Do you want more girl? Do you want something more then plastic and batteries plundering you?”

After a moment of her continued twitching hard against her bonds, he reach low and flicked the device off and withdrew it from her wet hole. With the device removed, he pressed a finger into the tight pussy, only to pull it free and suck her juice off his finger. “My my, you are a tasty one.”

He released her wrists from the bean, and unclipped her ankles from the spreader bar, but this time he gave no option to stretch – instead just grabbed the leash, near her collar, and yanked down, forcing her to her knees. Only then did he seize her hand and place another bracelet on it. “That was an excellent display. Are you ready for more?”
 
As her orgasm ended he removed the vibrator. OH it had felt so damn good. She felt his finger enter her and he heard her tasting her and his comments on how she did taste. She then felt her cuffs and such removed and tugged to the floor. She groaned as her knees and hands smacked to the ground. That had actually hurt.

She did want more. She felt the 2nd bracelet put on her wrist and said nothing the blindfold still on, her breasts and bottom half exposed and she was on her hands and knees. She replied softly to his question,
"yes...Master Avis."
 
Hearing his title, the title he went by with subs that knew him well fall from her lips made the whole comment that much more exciting. Still holding her leash, he began to walk toward another piece of furnishings for Amanda’s grand dungeon – a padded sawhorse with a wide top. He led her there while she was on al fours, and looked back admiring how she moved. He really did love watching a woman crawl to him.

Once there, he reached down and took the blindfold off her eyes. “I want you to crawl up there, and lay face down. Several bracelets are possible before you come down from there, depending how things go.” He let go of the leash so she could comply, and watched her amazing body crawl into place.
 
Rik

Rik lifted his head as Mistress Amanda told him, soon enough his whole world was black

at least he could still hear and speak

But he feared that might soon end as well as he heard the Mistress as for earplugs

Rik hoped they were for the other slave and not for him

He got goosebumps all over his body and felt his arms stretching, he tried to move which reminded him he had no control anymore his body was no in the possesion of this unknown mistress
 
Amanda

Amanda took the earplugs from Jezebel. "Thank you, my dear."

When Ricky approached, she hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you so much for coming, Ricky! I'd like to introduce you to the toys I've been playing with this evening. This lovely creature is Jezebel."

Amanda slipped her arm around Jezebel's tiny waist.

"She belongs to Stephen, the Dom who greeted you when you came in. And this helpless male belongs to another good friend of mine. His Mistress dropped him off and tonight, I have the pleasure of teaching him a lesson or two for her."

She turned to Jezebel.

"Jezebel, this is my oldest friend, Ricky. Make certain that you are very nice to him. I love him like a brother."

She winked at her friend before continuing, "Well, not always like a brother."

"Ricky, I want you to enjoy yourself tonight. Feel free to watch what I'm going to do to Rik. We are about to engage in something called sensate play. I'm going to use all these wicked toys on him, layering the sensations one on top of another. The goal is not to create pain, per se, but rather to create a sensory overload. Jezebel is going to assist me so that even more sensation can be created."

Amanda took off a bangle from her wrist and handed it to Ricky.

"Take this, Ricky. Just in case you want to ask a submissive to do something."

Amanda slipped the earplugs into Rik’s ears.
 
Jezebel felt a rush of pleasure when Amanda slipped her hand around her waist. It was a warm and inviting touch, one Jezebel was surprised by, though she shouldn’t have been. The lovely woman had not yet done anything unwelcoming, yet, she’d not done anything that told Jezebel she was sexually interested in her either. She had been kind and teasing, but nothing that truly proclaimed to Jezebel that she was desired.

"Yes, Mistress. Good evening, Sir.”

Jezebel addressed the new comer, Ricky, with a polite title, now that she knew he would either just observe, much to her chagrin, or he would eventually ask Rik, Lydia, or herself for some type of interaction. With that knowledge she took another quick moment to assess the man that stood next to their small group. He seemed both uneasy and curious. His dress, though humorous to her in the beginning, seemed to fit him well and he was obviously comfortable in his Texas Ranger type appearance. In fact, Jezebel admitted to herself, she had a particular fondness for cowboys. She blushed as she imagined a fantasy or two, she’d indulged in before Steven. In those, she was straddling a cowboy, wearing nothing but his hat and saving a few horses for a few hours.

Her attention, however moved back to Rik and Amanda. She was familiar with the type of play her Mistress wished to partake in, for Steven was often doing things to her in order to keep her sensitive to just the slightest touch. He used many household tools, as well as more sophisticated equipment, as it seemed that Amanda did. Jezebel remained still, once more waiting for her Mistress to advise her.
 
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Rik

A unknown male entered the Dungeon.

Another master maybe?, Rik thought.

This arrival only added more to Riks' confusion.
An unknown Mistress who knew stuff about him, a female slave with bracelets who was going to help the Mistress, a table full of toys he'd never seen and an unknown male.

Rik wasn't very comfortable to say the least.

He wanted to cry but knew that wouldn't earn him any bracelets. He try to regain his nerves when Mistress Amanda put in the earplugs.

The sensation of sound was gone now. He felt numb. His own owner did blindfold him occasionly but he never had to lose his hearing. Rik tried his best not to panic.
 
Amanda

Amanda knew that Rik would still be able to hear a little through the earplugs and she wanted each of her moves to come as a complete surprise to the slave. The unknown could be a terribly frightening but exciting thing and Amanda was as adept at playing with fear as she was at wielding a whip.

The domme drew Jezebel close so that she could whisper in the redhead's ear.

"Here's what I want to do first, Jezebel. You are going to run your nails up and down this slave's legs. Lightly, so that you are barely touching the skin. I'm going to do the same to his upper body. All those fingers are going to be absolutely maddening."

Amanda moved so that she could easily reach every inch of Rik's torso. With absolute care to keep her touch exceedingly light, she began to run her talons across Rik's ribcage and up his chest.
 
Rik

Rik felt nails going over his torso and legs. Like someone was stroking him with little needles, he felt blood pumping through all his veins and his heart going into overtime, a sort of maddening rush through his nerves.

He could not help for his cock started to swell, this would be the first time in years that someone outside from his mistress would see his dick in full status, he felt guilty about that
 
One Eyed Jack said:
Hearing his title, the title he went by with subs that knew him well fall from her lips made the whole comment that much more exciting. Still holding her leash, he began to walk toward another piece of furnishings for Amanda’s grand dungeon – a padded sawhorse with a wide top. He led her there while she was on al fours, and looked back admiring how she moved. He really did love watching a woman crawl to him.

Once there, he reached down and took the blindfold off her eyes. “I want you to crawl up there, and lay face down. Several bracelets are possible before you come down from there, depending how things go.” He let go of the leash so she could comply, and watched her amazing body crawl into place.


As the blindfold was removed her eyes re-adjusted to the light and she looked at Master Avis and then at the sawhorse. Her eyes fell to the ground and she nodded crawling gracefully onto it just as he asked. She layed facedown and felt slightly awkward on top but was excited for his next commands.

More bracelets if things went well he had said, and she did want to please him, but her mind wandered to the beautiful red-haired sub that belonged to him, and how she must feel about her master playing with herself. She saw the others in the room, the new man who she had guessed wrong about in his rather odd attire, as well as seeing Lady Amanda and Jezebel playing with an attractive naked man strapped to a table. After her look, her eyes went back to the floor, knowing thats where they belonged. Her last Mistress had been VERY strict about this, and wasnt sure Master Avis' feelings on it so she always kept them on the ground.

She shifted her weight a tiny bit and waited for Master Avis, wanting to know what he had up his sleeve next.
 
He didn't miss her quick glance at the events Amanda was leading, and how her head snapped back to keep her eyes on the ground. Grabbing a bundle of perfect length, soft ropes from the rack on the wall, he approached the girl. Her seemingly long legs were betrayed, as even in the the heels her feet missed the floor, not that it mattered.

“Watch them, if you like girl. They are putting on quite the show, might as well enjoy it, since you seem to like steeling glances,” he chuckled, and set to work. Grabbing hold of her hips, Steven drug the girl so her ass hung over the edge of the bench, then saw to binding her into position.

First he looped a rope around just above one knee, and once knotted to her, it was securely tied to the sawhorse leg, and her opposite leg soon shared the same fate. The ankles followed, being bound near the bottom of the devices legs, and then he moves to work on her arms. Moving with purpose, but not appearing hurried; her arms were bound above the elbow and the wrist to the sawhorse.

With her short body scooted so far back she almost had little choice but to turn her head and watch the other group as he watched over his work, clearly pleased.

Taking a thin cane off the wall, he surprised her with the first, relatively light, smack to her exposed ass. He immediately soothed the impacted flesh with his hand, setting up the expectation; tools would bring the pain, while his hands would bring pleasure.
 
Jezebel’s brows arched as she heard her Mistresses wishes. She did not mind this, she told herself, flexing her fingers and moving to stand opposite of Amanda. Her gaze shifted to the newcomer and she smiled softly at him, wondering if he was going to enjoy the display or perhaps just merely find it abhorring.

Slowly she ran her fingers down the slave’s thighs, first starting at the top of his hip and then dragging her way down to his knees. She paused and then slipped her fingers to the inner muscles. Again she worked her way up his leg, pausing at the juncture of thigh and groin. She stopped and smiled as she saw his sex beginning to rise. Not once did she touch the slave’s most intimate areas. Instead she reached out and began to treat his other leg to the same soft caress of nails dragging down heated flesh.

The lines of pink were pale, barely noticeable as she worked her way down, this time crossing his knee and then sliding her fingers to his ankle. She rested her hand, on the binding and then teased his feet with little jerks of her digits, before tantalizing the twin foot and calf muscle. Her gaze shifted to the slave and then she noticed it was the first time in the evening she’d not found herself looking for her Master. A small inward triumph filled her as she realized this and she felt a bit of pride in herself, knowing she was doing her best to please her Mistress.
 
As he tied her up she remained still letting him do his work, she was slightly comfortable the posistion she was in wasnt too bad. it was rather managable and wasnt something she was in horrid pain with. She didnt look up again feeling very bad for have doing so before and kept her head where it was.

After feeling her arms and legs securely tied down she felt the smach against her ass and then his hand. The cane had a light sting which was not a pleasurable feeling but his hand was. She now realized that as he hit her his hand would sooth things. Canes werent something she liked but his touch was and it was something she was willing to 'suck-up' and deal with in order to get his pleasurable touch.
 
Amanda

“Beautiful, Jezebel… That’s exactly right,” Amanda cooed softly to the redhead. Once again, she was pleased at the slave’s skill at fulfilling her commands.

Amanda could easily see that they were having an effect on Rik. “Time to make it a little more interesting,” she thought. Amanda let her nails flick over the bound’s slaves nipples as her fingers traced patterns over his chest. She noted how Rik’s cock twitched in response. “I wonder how much he likes nipple play,” she thought, making a mental note to find out later just how much.

“You may stop for now, Jezebel,” Amanda whispered. Even though she asked the slave to stop, her own hands never stopped teasing Rik.

“Light those two candles for me, dear.”

The candles were embedded in glass jars deep enough for a large pool of wax to form.
 
Rik

Rik felt the nails of the slave and the mistress caressing his legs and torso, though they avoided his sex he couldn't help but feel aroused

The tingling sensation of the nails combined with being helpless was very exciting to him

Then one pair of hands stopped. While the other pair was teasing his nipples.

For the life of him Rik couldn;t imagine being aroused in such a long time.

Still back in his mind he feared what would come cause he knew there were lots of toys in the room which had never been used on him before.
In order to earn the much needed bracelets he would try and uphold as long as possible for he wanted his mistress to be proud of him
 
Ricky stood and watched uncomfterbly as Amanda and the redhead played with the man on the table.
Ricky had become arosed in the pass by a simple kiss, but these two women did it just with their finger nails. Amanda had told him about things she would do with her "slaves" and he never turly knew if he should believ her or not, But there was always trust with her so he belived her.
Ricky's eyes slowly and uncomfterbly moved around the room, he wasn't sure what to do, he didn't just want to invade and watch people's most intamat incounters.
 
Jezebel glanced at Amanda’s special friend, Ricky. She smiled at him, noticing he was uncomfortable as he shifted nervously and looked around the room. She felt for him, surprised really, since she had first found herself annoyed by his presence.

The candles were easily found as was the lighting wand that rested to the side. She lit both and brought them over to the tray were Amanda had placed most of the toys Jezebel assumed she would be asked to help administer. She watched the wax slowly melt as she stood quietly to the side. Once more she waited to be told what to do, letting her mind wander to and fro as the male slave suffered in silence.

She heard the caning of the other slave and glanced at her Master and his temporary toy. She bit her lip, knowing a caning would bring out the inner hunger in her if she were the one lucky enough to feel the sting.
 
Grinning at the would-be jump elicited from the initial strike, which was followed by her practically trying to press herself into his hand as he soothed the skin, Steven removed his hand just in time for another swat form the thin tool to land.

This he did not immediately sooth, but continued with several relatively light, but rapid strikes – quickly painting her ass and outer thighs with red stripes. He watched her body tense up, ratcheting tighter against her bond with each successive sting, and then abruptly stopped, and let his free hand cool all the flesh he'd just heated. His palm slid over the inflamed skin, and fingers gripped lightly, as if claiming all they touched.

Again the hand was removed, and soothed areas were again attacked with slightly greater force then before. Again he stopped when her entire body was rigid – muscles tight from the strain of enduring so much while so well bound. The girls' flexing, tone muscles very nearly distracted him from his work – a woman who built her body to endure with grace.

This time, following his hands he leaned in and placed small kisses on the most reddened areas, soft lps contrasting the bristles of his beard. Her skin was very warm to the touch, and she had put up with the treatment admirably. Fingers danced there way between her legs and began rubbing and massaging her still slick folds, even letting one digit dip inside her.

“Do you want more girl? I have you helpless, but now I crave to see you beg for more. Rest assured, you'll receive nothing until I believe it truly sincere,” his statement punctuated by a smirk she might have been able to see if she tried taking her eyes off Amanda jezebel and rik.
 
With each strike she grimaced and groaned every so softly. She didnt want him to hear, but he had a strong arm. Her eyes peeled away from the other guests as well as from Lady Amanda. Her eyes went down and felt his hand sooth over her skin and touch her wet pussy lightly. She was nervous, turned on, in pain, and wasnt sure how to handel the situation.

She didnt know if she wanted more. She knew she wanted him, but she would never outwardly admit that. Feeling his cool hand move over her painfully hot skin felt nice, but making her skin that hot was not pleasant in the slightest. She then raised her head slightly and took a tiny breath saying softly,
"Yes, Master Avis. I would like more."
and she rested her head down once again and waited to see his responce.
 
He let out a deep low chuckle, audible to just the two of them. “I like you girl. I should warm your ass further for lying to me. I know you're not thrilled by every aspect, even if I cannot see every grimace on your face, your body hides nothing. But I like how you willingly endure it to see what is ahead.”

He moved to the side of the sawhorse and removed a bracelet from his pocket, and held it up to her lips. “Hold this, don't drop it and it is yours.” Walking back to his bag, he pulled out another item and returned to stand behind the bound girl. His hand came down in a firm slap, spanking her for the first time with his own flesh. “Do not hide things from me.” He knew that one would sting, since his hand stung like just from delivering the blow.

Returning to the item he fetched, he placed the feather covered hair comb in her hair. “Since you've currently no Dom to tell you what gifts you can and cannot accept, I can just give this to you. A token of my respect, for the courage and trust you've shown so far.” The bright red and blue feathers contrasted her dark hair, hiding the comb that held them in place. “Any sub that wears that is welcome to visit our home, should she choose.” He glanced over to Jezebel briefly. He'd given her such a comb early on, and she knew what it meant. He was sincere in his gift to Lydia, but he also wondered at the reaction in his own pet. He spared only a second with the glance before returning every it of focus to Lydia.

He let his fingers dance and play with the girls wet pussy lips, teasing her clit occasionally. “Have no fear girl, you're going to get what you want, and get it hard, but first I want another sample of this perfect little peach.” Steven took a knee, and let his tongue snake out and run up the fold of her thick lips. “...delicious.”
 
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