The Party

[Jessika Vegas]

I wake stretching trying to remember where I am. I have fuzzy recollections
of dark rooms with candles lit. I realize as I stretch that my shoulders
are sore, and my wrists seem raw… I roll over and turn on the light. I
have angry red welts staring at me from my wrists. I look around the room
and notice that I am not in my own room. I am in a massive four poster oak
bed with sheer shimmering fabric flowing over the top, and down the sides.
There are gorgeous brass candles holders with the remains of wax skeletons
dripping over the edges. I am in what appears to be a very old place. The
room is huge, dark, and drafty. I wonder if I am dreaming, but I could
swear I was in a castle. Hazily I remember that I was left here by my
owners, and someone else was with me…

I finally out of necessity I get out of bed and find a robe. I walk out of
my sleeping room in to a parlor where a cheerful fire awaits me. The smell
of fresh coffee perks up my attention as well. I pour a delicious cup of
flavorful rich brew. I set my feet on the ottoman, sip my coffee and
contemplate where I am, what I did the night before, and where is my host?

Thinking back on the morning before, I remember having a hair, nail, and
pedicure appointment. I had lunch with a charming young man who makes my
cunt drip incessantly. (Yet I am not allowed to be alone with men sexually,
as that is my contract with my owners.) Anyways after a very luscious lunch,
I chose to go shopping. I need new come fuck me shoes, and outfits to make
me irresistible to my Master and Mistress. I want to make their blood boil
when they see me. I want them to want nothing more than to rip off my
clothes and rape me…

I got home with my packages, and my phone was ringing. Mistress wanted me
to be present at a dinner that her and Master had to attend. I thought that
odd, since I usually stayed with the children. She said it was black tie,
and sexy. Make her proud. Wow, such an unusual request. I was
dumbfounded… I set my hair in curlers. Soaked in a bath full of essential
oils, that made me smell good enough to eat… I shaved my entire body of
hair from my neck down. Not a hair was left to see. I had already had my
toes and fingers painted Masters’ favorite color red. I did my make-up,
which was flawless, looking as if I had none on. My tresses were a
beautiful shade of red. It looked like the sun had come down from the sky
and kissed it. There was fire streaked throughout, gold, and auburn. It
shined, and shimmered. I wore my hair up in the back like a french twist,
with the sides down in curls, framing my round beautiful glowing face.

I put on my black leather bodice that ties very tight in the back to give
my roundness a little more shape and firmness. Next I put on sheer black
silk pantyhose crotchless of course. I slipped on my new leather four inch
high heels. I put on Mistress’ black choker, the closest she will come to
collaring me. I am absolutely stunning. The fairness of my skin, the glow
of my face, the confidence that emanates from me. My breathe is taken
away… Now for the final touch. My dress, sheer black silk that hugs my
form. Layers of black and red lace, flow from around the waist.

I wait for Master and Mistress to pick me up. They do at seven o’clock on
the nose. Both of them looked at me, and then at each other. But said
nothing. I was so disappointed. I remember stopping for a drink with
someone from Masters work and then; that the dinner was being held at this
remote location out in the woods…. Ah that is right the house is the
castle and we are in the woods. Okay some things are coming back to me…..

I don’t remember how long it took to get to this mans’ home, I drank the
whole way. I was still mad that they didn’t say anything on my appearance
and if I pleased them or not…Anyways we finally arrive at this huge house
out in the middle of nowhere. It was like a stone fortress, bon fires
lining the whole sentry walk. It was really kinda cool. I then realize that
there was a lot of people dressed in less than what I was wearing. “Ummm
Mistress where are we, and what am I doing here?”, I whispered.

“Slave since when is it allowed for you to question me in public?, she growled at me.

OMG I was petrified now. What did they have planned for me, oh dear
god how much had I already drunk??????

We entered the foyer, marble and oak surrounded us. This house was to die
for. I wanted to know who’s house it was, and if he was bloody
single…Wow!!! The butler offered us some sort of before dinner drink,
which everyone did… As we entered the large ballroom, I saw mostly Black
and red, twirling and soaring around me, the candles where thick, the music
was intense. Reminding me of some sort of primal animal movement dance. I
could feel it in the very core of my soul.. It made me move in ways I
didn’t even know my body could move. Swaying and turning Mistress came
behind me softly tilted my head in her shoulder, cupped my left breast
possessively and said “My slave, you shall have fun tonight, but remember
in the morning whom you belong to.”

Master stepped up in front of me and grabbed me by my throat and looked
me in the eyes, and said “Girl you are mine, do not forget who saved you.”

I turned to look at Mistress, then at Master, and it was as if they just
disappeared. I panicked. I started running through this huge ballroom barely
missing the dancers, and half dressed people. I started crying
not knowing a soul, unbelieving that they would abandon me like this….

I sat down in the garden, on a beautiful stone bench, facing an amazing
nude male statue shouldering a barrel in which water cascaded out of. As I
sat watching this fantastic statue, and listening to the beating of the
music from the castle, I heard a crunch of a foot fall behind me. As I
turned it was my lunch companion that always made me so hot, steamy and
wet. “What are you doing here?” I asked him. He replied “I live here
silly, you are in my garden weeping. Pray tell what is the matter with this
fair witch that she weeps in the moonlight of a garden in a forbidden
forest?”

” I weep because those that I love most in the world have abandoned me in a
foreign place. They never even said if they were coming back for me..”

My lunch companion made his way to me on the bench and offered me a
handkerchief. I gracefully wiped my tears away, wondering what in the world
I was doing with this extremely handsome, sexy man, alone in the dark!!!! I
started to fidget on the bench and he realized that something was wrong and
asked me what. “I am not allowed to be alone with men, other than my
Master.”

He smiled, I realized that I had never told this man of my situation, let alone
that I was an owned slave. Yet he knew. How did he know?

I started to pace, my heart racing, I realized that I was in the throws of
a serious panic attack. He handed me a small pill and the last of my
champagne.

As he looked at me, he had a fiendish glimmer in his eyes. The smile on his
face made me take a step back from him. He pulled an embossed envelope from
his pocket. Tapped it on his chin.

Nervously I said,”Thank you sir for your kindness.”

“Oh don’t be so quick to thank me, until you read this letter.”

He handed me the envelope, and I pulled one single sheet of pink paper from
inside. Inside was a message from my Mistress..

“My sweet girl, you have earned a place in our hearts and our family.
For this evening you shall be this mans’ slave. Act as you would to Master
or me. Make us proud.”

143 MM

The letter dropped from my hands, I started to weep again. The man said
“Position one, now bitch.”

Taking a deep breathe, head up proudly, I knelt in front of him, with my
fingers clasped behind my head. He walked around behind me, I heard him
stop. He grasped the back of my hair and firmly pulled me up to face him.
He led me through the ballroom, half naked people where everywhere. We kept
walking, him holding my wrist behind me, and pushing me ahead of him. The
corridors were getting darker, and the sound of music seemed so far away
now. After a long flight of stairs that wound down to the pit of the
castle, he stopped at a large dark double door.

“Open the door, and be the whore that I know you to be..”

To be continued……

[Tygg]

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