The Party

The Party

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Chapter1 (v.1) - Aperitif

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Submitted: November 06, 2016

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A number of us had congregated at Scarlett's, her welcoming atmosphere relaxing us all and subduing any awkwardness in the group. There were at least then of us, all acquaintances from other privaye parties we had attended. 

To me, crossing the threshold felt like Alice at the Mad Hatters tea party, an overwhelming sensation of people's moral shackles thrown off with that frisson of excitement of what was to happen. 

"I want to be marked" my voice cut through the hubble bubble of people's small talk, demanding action be taken. 

 “I've got a crop.” Scarlett replied. A wicked grin played across her lips. 

“That’ll be fine," Peter chuckled, his arm around Karen's waist. I had watched them all evening touching and flirting, as if they were the only two in the house.

Readying myself, I knelt as daintily as I could whilst having my bum in the air over a nearby chair. Weezie shook her head. “Your arse will need lots of work if you want marking, so you're going to need to be tied by your wrists to stop your squirming."

Scarlett gestured with the leather crop, and taking a deep breath, I moved to the bed at centre of the room. 

Kneeling on the bed, I watched as Peter and Karen moved to the other side of the bed, him removing his trousers and revealing his erect penis. Karen slowly worked it in her hand before taking him in her mouth. I moved onto my stomach in my silk teddy, hiding my face as I was secured to the headrest.

Weezie knelt beside me and warmed me up with the feathery tip of the crop, flicking and grazing my thighs and cheeks. She could tell I was nervous, brushing my curls away from my face,

"You ok?”

I nodded.

Scarlett casually slipped her thumb into my mouth. Sucking on her digit settled my heartbeat. Weezie meanwhile delivered gentle strokes with the crop that became more focused.

Scarlett looked at Weezie, and with a silent signal Scarlett ripped my teddy open, exposing more of my arse to Weezie's ministrations, adding to the blushes on my cheeks.

When the strokes escalated I jumped and fussed and kicked my feet, white knee socks a blur, squeals and tiny protests spilling out of my mouth.

I could hear Peter slowly groaning as Karen's oral skills wrought their magic. I had experienced them myself a few weeks ago, Karen bringing me to a body-shaking orgasm as we worked late in the office. 

Alternating between palm and crop, I soon stated to experience the beginning of my orgasm, my toes tensing as they increased their attentions. As my moans became more frequent, my body shook in delight, my restraints taut. 

When it was all over, my head was a fizzing swimmy rush of endorphins and delights. I felt kisses on my sore derriere, soon replaced by someone's mouth between my legs. Racing to another orgasm, Scarlett held my head firm by my hair so I was unable to see who was pleasuring me. 

Exhausted and sated, I felt Peter stroking his engorged helmet against my pussy lips. I groaned and wriggled towards him, all the invite he needed to enter me. 

We fucked hard, his cock deep inside me, a desperate fevour to release from both of us. 

As I felt him come inside me, my own orgasm swiftly followed. As Peter slowly removed himself, both Weezie and Scarlett took turns in cleaning me up with their tongues. 

It was going to be a long night... 


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