Intro

“Are you ready for the party dear” Jessica shouted to her husband upstairs.

“Almost sweetie” David yelled back as he got out of the shower. He looked in the mirror and his reflection repeated back to him “I still got it”. He was looking pretty good, since going back to the gym he had lost most of the extra weight the lockdowns had allowed to sneak up on him. A few more grey hairs in his beard and sideburns were showing now that he was in his late 30s. A quick trim ensured that his manhood was free of hair. He finished drying off and made sure to put some deodorant and some cologne on before slipping on some slides and heading downstairs.

Jessica looked him up and down like a piece of meat as he walked down the stairs. It was subtle in the way that most women thought was hidden but they had been married 10 years and he knew that look. The phrase “You look amazing” slipped from her red lips as she came up to him and planted those same lips right on his. Then she slid behind him in one fluid motion and wrapped one hand over his shoulder and brought the other from below to meet it on his chest. While she played with his nipples he could smell her perfume. Something light and citrusy was all he could tell he was never good at telling her perfume scents apart. Her breasts pressed on his back though her silken rob as she whispered in his ear. “Are you sure you want to do this. You don’t have to if you are uncomfortable.” He responded back “I trust you and I know you will keep me safe though out the party my dear.” Of course she would they had been playing bondage games for years. They had even gotten into a routine of switching out every month or so who was subbing to whom after they both found they liked the relaxing art of being a sub where they didn’t have to think during their play times and could just fall into subspace.

He felt the leather of a collar around his neck, and heard the click of a lock on the back signaled the change in roles from husband and wife to slave and mistress. No words needed to be said they had trusted each other enough over the years, a simple tug on the lead indicated he needed to follow. It was quick walk as he was unshackled but he kept his hands behind his back and only looked down at her feet out of respect for his mistress. Though the foyer and past the initial open space that was normally the living room but tonight was the first area that guests would enter and mingle. While still a private home it had windows overlooking the front and the front door could see clearly in and while steps were taken to ensure privacy for the party it still didn’t feel right. Into the dining room where the dining table was now gone and in its place was what looked like and odd looking massage table. Well-padded with straps mounted in all kinds of directions. “Lay on the table face up, Slave 12, spread eagle position”. There were not 11 other slaves of course but it added to the idea that he was just one of many slaves and not special at all to his mistress.

She unclipped him and he quickly climbed onto the leather covered table and let the warmth and smell start his fall into subspace. Quickly she had his feet in the leather cuffs at the end and the same with his hands. A quick tickle of his feet elicited quite the violent reaction from him. She knew how much he hated it but she loved the way it made him jerk and genuinely tested his bonds besides it’s not like he had much say any more.

He almost screamed out his safe word when she tickled his feet with her fingertips and while she would have honored it, it still felt like it broke some of the immersion so he stayed strong for the moment till it was over. Next she secured his chest, upper and lower legs and upper and lower arms to the table with the rest of the leather straps. She stepped back and admired her handy work and her husband, she was proud of the weight he had lost and the muscle tone he had gotten back and she loved how he looked at her when he totally submitted to her.

“Stay there while I get dressed for the party.” she cooed with a giggle and she slipped out of view. With that he was alone with his thoughts. He loved subbing for her and would do anything but this had him nervous. This was going to be a very public display of him being in her power. It was only fair since they started this lifestyle people had usually seen her subbing for him. Be it at the clubs they had gone to or the parties they had attended. She wanted him to serve privately but she wanted to serve him publicly. So in his months she would practically beg to go to a club or a party. That had been their routine and they had become close with several friends they made in the group. Recently Rebecca had mentioned that they would no longer be able to host kink parties due to renovations going on at their house. Jessica practically jumped at the chance to host the party. While he was surprised he was pleased that she wanted to host and even more surprised when she wanted to host during one of her months where he gave himself over to her. When he brought it up she said she knew what she was doing and with a twinkle in her eye she said she had gotten comfortable with him publicly subbing to her but only in an area she could control. That sounded like her though and though, either totally in control or given up total control no in-betweens. He was still thinking about what she got out of serving him publicly when she came back into the room.

“Now for a special treat I am gonna show you what everyone else at the party is gonna get to see tonight.” With that the silk rob fell away and all the blood rushed from his brain to his dick as it grew to size and stood straight up. What he was seeing was everything he ever wanted, starting at her feet like a good slave he looked at her feet first and saw shiny black gogo boots. Square tow, moderate heel and smooth patent leather all the way up her calf following her leg just so. Then he saw her smooth skin as he drank in the rest of her bare leg till he got to her hips where he found her wearing a black PVC body suit with high cut waist. The body suit reviled her perfect breasts though a sheer window for each breast while the PVC material encircled each breast while running up to join up around her neck. She had teased her hair for that perfect wavy curl that framed her face just so. Her lips were now deep red and she was wearing eye shadow too. Her bare arms were as white and smooth as her legs and she had simple black French tips, which he had noticed her come home with yesterday but had thought nothing of it but it just finished the outfit. It was too much he needed her now. David strained against his bonds but they might as well have been made of iron for all he could do. His struggles were not unnoticed by this image of an angel that was before him. “Down boy” she commanded and his struggles abated somewhat.

Her heels echoed though the room as she walked up to him gracefully. Jessica looked at her squirming slave husband. She knew what turned him on the most from his search history that she snooped though and the kinds of outfits that he had her wear when she knelt before him. While he had dressed her in what he wanted to indulge his fetishes, he didn’t know how to make her look just right to pull off a look. With that in mind she had refined his ideas into a killer look and while it might has looked like an off the shelf outfit to the untrained eye it had been custom fit to her. She had picked every line that showed off what she wanted and hid what she didn’t like. And while the hair and makeup had been simple it had been refined. The deep red lipstick popped against her skin like an old pin up model, and while the hair looked natural she had again refined what nature had already given her. And the nails, she told herself the black French tips would complete the look and she was right. It had all been worth it to see him ready to tear the world in two to get to her like some kind of titan of old.

While she would have loved almost nothing more than to slide the crotch of the outfit aside and impale herself upon her stud and ride him till they were both exhausted, the idea of showing him off as her toy turned her on more. So with his ragged breathing being the only sound he was making she started to run her nails over his un protected skin. Starting at his knees and slowly working her way up till she was lightly caressing his balls, while her other hand had pinched his nipples while running her hands over his chest that she had ordered all hair removed from. She was happy to see it was all gone per her instructions. With that she knelt down and embraced his quivering manhood in her warm mouth, slowly rolling her tongue around his head while making sure that her hands were still teasing his balls while slowly extending a probing finger between his cheeks. She was happy to find that too was now hairless. She felt his member get just a little bit harder and tasted the precum emanating from his cock. With that she pulled back from her prey and with the taste of precum in her mouth she planted a hunting probing kiss on the mouth to her lover and pulled back looked him deep in his blue eyes and said “goodbye for now my toy’. And with that she pulled the latex blindfold over his eyes and put wax earplugs in his ears.

She then began preparing him for the party. The house was decorated and pool and hot tub had been cleaned this week and the catering had been delivered yesterday. With everything else prepped she started laying out the table next to her prized slave. Toys, plug, gags, lube, single use condoms and a heavy red latex penis sheath, a pin wheel, fabrics, 1 warming and 1 one cooling station and much more along with a big water bottle full of electrolyte hydrating solution with a long tube and a mouth bite piece for him to keep hydrated during the party.

Last but not least had been the instruction sheet. Simple but effective. It read.

I am slave 12, I serve mistress J by serving you, her guests. Please use me however you see fit without damaging her property. I may be touched, probed, toyed with or fucked. All parts of me are to serve her and I serve her by serving you. Any questions shall be directed to mistress J. The safeword tonight is RED LIGHT.

With that the first guests began arriving.