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...The table was set for four, but when six o'clock rolled around and W/we answered the door i was surprised to find that three guests had arrived - a man and two women. i was introduced to Angela, Barbara ("Just call me Babs"), and Jonathan. Drinks were offered and, in a quiet aside, i asked my Master if i should set another place at the table. "No, cypress, that won't be necessary," He replied. i opened my mouth to say something, but He continued, "No more questions tonight, cypress. Do you understand?" i nodded my head. "Yes, Master, i understand," i said, lapsing into a puzzled silence. He gave me a smile, patted me on the head briefly (something He never does), stroked my hair, and simply said, "Good girl" before turning back to His guests. i went to fetch the drinks.

...i was in the living room, talking with Angela and Babs, while my Master was in the kitchen putting the final touches on dinner. Jonathan was with Him and i could hear the faint murmur of deep voices punctuated by short bursts of masculine laughter.

As i spoke with Angela and Babs, i noticed how they were dressed tonight. Angela was wearing a tight black denim mini-skirt with a wide black leather belt, and a dark green tank top with beads and sequins sewn on the front that glittered and winked every time they caught the light. The color perfectly suited her short, spiky flaming red hair and very nearly matched her almond-shaped eyes.

Babs, on the other hand, was a complete contrast to Angela. Where Angela was tall and slim and looked like she worked out every day, Babs was all softness with gentle, lush curves. Her honey-blonde hair reached the middle of her back, curling at the ends, and her blue eyes reminded me of cloudless summer skies. She wore a frilly pink sun dress that suited her perfectly in both color and design.

i thought of Jonathan and remembered him as being tall, about the height of my Master, with dark brown collar-length hair and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache. His blue eyes stood out strongly against his dark hair. He wore a dark blue, long-sleeved cotton shirt tucked into his tight blue jeans.

my Master was dressed similarly, but in black jeans, and His long-sleeved shirt was also black. His thick wavy hair was neatly pulled back in a ponytail and His dark brown eyes seemed to glow with suppressed passion and a hint of laughter whenever i looked at Him.

"Dinner's ready!" He said, entering the dining room, calling to us. The food was on the table, a bottle of wine had been opened, a few lit candles graced the center, but there were still only four places set. "Ladies, allow Us to seat you, please." my Master was holding a chair out for Babs, while Jonathan seated Angela. i stood there, uncertain, as my Master took His place at the head of the table, Jonathan sitting down opposite Him.

"Master...?" i said. He looked up at me, standing there, and said, "What did I say earlier, cypress?" i looked at His unyielding expression and replied, "You said 'no questions', Master." He looked at me a moment longer, as if studying me, and then, "Please go get your leash for Me, cypress." A rush of something akin to fear flowed through me, making my knees momentarily weak, but i answered Him respectfully and went to do as He'd asked.

Returning with the leash - a long length of stainless steel chain with a hook at one end and a leather wrist strap at the other - i kneeled before Him, offering it with both hands. Wordlessly He clipped it to my collar. "Please stand up, cypress." i stood. "Now remove your clothes." i inwardly hesitated for a split second, but my hands rose automatically to obey.

Ignoring me as i slowly undressed, my Master raised His wine glass to the table. "I just want to say 'thank you' for coming tonight and I hope you'll enjoy tonight's...meal." He took a small drink of wine, as did His guests, and started to eat. i stood there naked, my forearms clasped behind my back, the cold leash hanging between my bare breasts, the end of it resting across His lap.

After a moment He looked up, as if remembering my presence, and with a glance and a nod indicated that i should kneel once more beside His chair. Cutting a piece of meat, He fed me a morsel from His fork, wiped my mouth, and held His glass to my lips. i tried to take a dainty sip, but He tilted the glass too high, on purpose it seemed, and some of the wine spilled down my chin and onto my breasts. "Bad kitty," He said. "Turn around...no, on all fours." i turned my backside to Him and felt the sting of His solid hand swatting me hard on the ass. "Now go apologize to My guests..." i looked at Him over my shoulder, uncertainty written on my face. "That's right...under the table...good kitty."

On all fours i crawled over to Angela, who was sitting on His left, and rubbed my cheek against her knee. She reached under the table and stroked me behind the ear, applying gentle pressure to the side of my head, guiding me to between her slightly spread legs. i rubbed my face against the inside of her knees and gave a tentative lick. She spread her legs wider, her short skirt riding up a little.

i continued to lick her, first one side and then the other, moving higher up each time. She shifted slightly in her chair, moving closer to the edge of the seat, closer to my mouth, spreading her legs even wider, her skirt now bunched up around her upper thighs and hips. i could see that she had no panties on. She was smooth-shaven and even in the dim light i could see the moisture glistening there, i could smell her arousal. i had to turn my head sideways to reach her, but my tongue came out and licked... one soft, slow lick...right across her clit. i heard her soft gasp, heard her set her fork and knife down, imagined her reaching for her wine glass.

i put my mouth on her, my tongue moving slowly up and down, back and forth, in circles... "So, Angela, how's that new job going?" i heard my Master ask her. "New job? Oh! It's going well...very well. Thank You." But her voice was a little shaky and she was starting to breathe harder. "That's good to hear," He said. "I think that position suits you." And i could hear the subtle laughter in His voice. i kept licking her, sucking on her clit, until with a shudder she came in my mouth.

i moved to Jonathan, heard and felt the leash slither off my Master's lap, felt the weight of it pulling on my neck, on my collar. He continued to eat and speak with His guests. Reaching Jonathan i repeated my earlier actions, rubbing my face against the inside of his legs. "Go ahead, John, make yourself comfortable," i heard my Master say. Jonathan slowly undid his belt, his pants, and slid them down his legs, freeing his cock. i took the head of his dick into my mouth and sucked it, feeling it get full and heavy. Turning my head again, i took the whole thing into my mouth, pulling on it, sucking it harder, feeling it get rigid. And i heard a moan escape him. Sliding my mouth up and down the entire length, i sucked his cock while the conversation above me continued. Sucking on it, pulling on it, taking it so deeply i felt it hit the back of my throat, i sucked his cock until he, too, came.

His cum filled my mouth, but i didn't dare swallow, knowing it would displease my Master. Ever alert for His wishes, i heard Him say quietly, "Give it to Babs, cypress. She's used to swallowing John's cum." And He gave a little chuckle. Crawling over to her, looking up at her from beneath the table, i sat back on my heels and waited, resting my paws on the carpet in front of me. She looked down at me once, looked away again, and took a sip of wine. After wiping her lips dry with her serviette, she reached down for me. "Come here, little kitty. Do you have something for me?" She gently took me by the arms, pulling me out from under the table, pulling me upright so i was kneeling beside her chair. Lowering her mouth to mine, she parted my lips with her tongue, licking the inside of my mouth clean, taking Jonathan's cum for her own.

i heard and saw my Master pat the side of His leg and i dropped to all fours again, crawling over to Him. Sitting back on my heels once more, i placed a hand on His thigh, looking up at Him. "you're a good little kitty, cypress," He said. "I'm very proud of you." And He stroked my hair, scratching me tenderly behind one ear.

"Let's move back to the living room," He said, rising from the table. Moving on all fours still, i followed my Master and kneeled beside His chair as the others arranged themselves around the room.

Leaning over and unhooking the leash from my collar, my Master asked me, "cypress, would you please clear the coffee table and light the candles? When you've finished that I'd like you to turn off the lights." i rose immediately. "Yes, Master, of course."

When i was finished He stood up and led me to the coffee table then took a bandana from His pocket and blindfolded me. "Please lie down, cypress...on your back...that's it. Now scoot a little closer to the end."

i felt the cool wood on my bare skin, my ass was right at the end of the table, my knees bent, my legs together, my arms across my stomach. Someone took my arms and lifted them over my head, bound my wrists together and tied them to the table legs. my legs were spread open, my ankles pulled back and tied to the other end of the table. i was blindfolded, naked and exposed.

As i lay there the conversation continued around me, but at some point i heard one of the women say, "I think Your coffee table needs dusting, Beast. Where's Your feather duster?" i heard my Master get up and leave the room, returning shortly. "Here you go, Angela." A moment later i felt gentle strokes across my body as Angela "dusted" me...from my neck down to just above my pussy...around my breasts and across my nipples...back down to my pussy where she brushed it up and down between my legs.

"Do you mind if I put one of the candles back on the coffee table?" she asked next. "No, of course not," i heard my Master reply. The gentle teasing of the feather duster stopped and i heard Angela get up, heard her soft footsteps on the carpet. i felt something solid and cool, one of the small candleholders, being placed on my stomach and i tried not to breathe, not to move. But Angela had more in mind. "Look at all that wax," she said. "Some of it should be poured out before it spills." She picked up the candleholder and i jumped as i felt the hot wax hit my skin. It flowed across my breasts, a little of it dripping down the side. Cool fingers rubbed it around, spreading it down my torso, and continued lower, to between my legs. i felt her fingers enter me, sliding between my wet lips.

Angela was finger fucking me with slow, deep strokes and i barely heard Jonathan get up. "she needs a cock in her, Angela. Beast...may I?" i heard my Master give permission, heard Jonathan take off his clothes, felt him pressing the head of his dick up against me, felt him slide in between my wet swollen lips, plunging his hard cock deep into my pussy.

While he was fucking me i heard Babs say, "You know, Beast, she didn't get much to eat at dinner. Do You mind if I...give her something to eat?" He must have nodded at her, for i heard the rustle of clothing and just moments later felt her lower herself over my face, pressing her pussy against my mouth. i started licking her...she tasted like honey and strawberries...while Jonathan continued to fuck me...slow and easy and deliberately...

Angela had to get in the picture too, of course. She must have undressed quickly because i soon felt her straddle the coffee table between Jonathan and Babs. i could see it in my mind's eye...standing with her back to Babs, facing Jonathan, i heard her moan and imagined that Jonathan was licking her cunt while he fucked me.

Then i heard my Master get up. He came to stand in front of Babs. Either He or Babs undid His pants, pulled them down. i heard her moan of pleasure, it sounded like she was sucking on my Master's cock. All five of U/us were getting fucked, sucked or eaten.

Babs and Angela came first, came at almost the same time. i felt Angela get up and Jonathan started fucking me harder, faster. i could feel Babs rocking motion as she continued to suck my Master off. Both He and Jonathan were close to cumming. At the last minute Jonathan pulled out, moved to the other end of the table and, stroking his hard cock a few times, came on my face. Right after that i felt my Master push Babs away, off of His cock, and He came on my face, bent down and thrust His cock into my mouth. i sucked and swallowed almost greedily, trying to get every drop.

...i was exhausted. Everybody had gotten up, gone and sat down, i heard cigarettes being lit and ice cubes clinking in drink glasses. Everybody but my Master, that is. He untied my wrists, untied my ankles, helped me to sit up and removed my blindfold, handing it to Angela to wipe the cum from my face. i looked around the room, the others were all smiling at me. my Master grabbed a small throw blanket that was lying on the couch and wrapped it around me, pulled me up into His arms and kissed me gently before leading me to the couch. He sat me down and then settled in next to me, pulling me close to Him. i took the drink He handed me, and the lit cigarette, and sat back in His arms as the conversation continued around me.

thanks for sharing

mich

WOW MICH FERRY NICE I LOVE IT TO RESD

HUGS SWEETY
YOUR FREND WIM
AND HUGS TO BEAST TO LOL

hugs back,
mich

HUGS SWEETY
YOUR FREND WIM
AND HUGS TO BEAST TO LOL

And Wim hugging Me so often and with such enthusiasm concerns Me! You big bastard...You better not kiss Me!

i had actually "finished" the story at "He stroked my hair, scratching me tenderly behind one ear", concluding with "The rest of the night's activities are another story..." but when i sent it to Beast, He asked me to continue it, that's why it's so much longer than my usual stories. And certainly a departure from my normal fare, eh?

i can't wait to see what you have to say about "Part IV", the other three have been so beautifully and eloquently described, but i can certainly understand where you're coming from, parts of my own session still seem like a dream to me...a very beautiful dream...with my Master, Fae and SB all bringing me to a very special place...

love you, girl
mich

mich