Lifting her to her feet, Mistress once again repeated her order for us to remove our clothes. This time there was no back talk form either of us. Our clothes were handed off to the people on either side of us.

Suddenly something happened to Jill's demeanor. No longer was she shy, or embarrassed, Jill not only stood there for all to see, she began to embrace her nakedness, while moving around as if to accentuate her status as the naked person in the room, where all others around her were dressed in their finery, showing off her body to all that were there to witness her transformation.

Turning towards Mistress, Jill tossed her a smile, and a wink. Doing an about face, Jill faced the crowd, and began walking forward until she was within feet of the crowd. Walking from one end of the crowd to the other, Jill turned on the sex appeal, at each person she would stop, do a little pirouette while teasing the onlooker with moves that would have made Sally Rand proud.

Some of the people that Jill stopped at attempted to reach out, and touch her body. As their hands moved towards Jill, she would hop away, giving them a quick smile, while wagging her finger in a gesture that signified “no touching”. This had the effect of energizing the crowd, who would laugh along with the persons that Jill teased.

Every once in a while Jill would look back at Mistress as she teased the group of onlookers. For her part Mistress kept her facial expressions neutral, so it was hard to know what she was thinking. When Jill had finished her little show, Mistress pointed to a spot next to her right side. Jill strutted to Mistresses side, and dropped to a kneeling position with her legs spread, and her hands atop her thighs.

Once seated, Mistress reached down, and patted Jill's head. I could have sworn that I could hear Jill purring like a kitten. “That’s a good girl, however we will discuss your behavior later.” The look on Jill’s face went from thrilled to worried in seconds.

Mistress next turned her gaze upon me. “Little man please approach the line, and ready yourself for inspection.” Rising from my kneeling position I walked towards the onlookers. While I walked down the line, every once in a while someone would have me halt in front of them, as they reached out to touch my face, as well as my body. Nobody touched my cock or balls, there must be some unwritten rule that I was unaware of. That or each of them decided that it was better that I be amped up, with no opportunity to feel some sort of sexual rush from the touch of another.

A few of them turned my backside towards them, as they smacked my bottom. None of the hits were very hard, just enough that it got my blood flowing. By the time I reached the end of the line my bottom had a few nice hand prints, and my cock was dripping pre-cum like crazy.

Returning to my position next to Mistress, she looked down at me while giving me a heart warming smile. “Ladies and gentlemen, the bar is now open, please help yourselves to some libations. I am giving my subs permission to wander freely to meet, and chat with you. They will answer any, and all questions you might have. My little man is a grad student whose studies are in the field of electrical engineering, as well as psychology. Jill is a working on her masters in applied mathematics, and in particular game theory. Both of them have only been with me a short time, yet in that time they both have shown themselves as capable subs. Little man, Jill please feel free to partake of the open bar, but I do not want either of you to have more than three drinks each.”

Rising from our kneeling position Jill, and I walked over to the bar, both she and I grabbed a glass of champagne, being more of a beer guy, I found the taste of champagne rather refreshing. What I didn’t take into account was the intoxicating power of this nectar of the Gods.

I was impressed by those I chatted with, here was a most eclectic collection of folks I had ever met. There were a couple of lawyers, a professor of medieval history, one lady named Sara who introduced herself, she owned a research company that was a sub contractor of NASA. While she and I chatted, I was grilled rather hard as to what my interests in engineering were, and what I was looking for in the way of my future.

Right now her biggest project was developing a method of acoustical levitation for processing materials in space. Opening her phone, she showed me some of the videos of such levitation. This was something I found great interest in. Sara reminded me to ask Mistress for permission to come, and see her lab when I had free time.

In the midst of our chat, Mistress walked over, and asked Jill, and I to kneel in the center of the room. When we had settled into our kneeling position Mistress asked if anyone wished to partake of her sub’s skills.

Sara was rather quick to step up to my position. Standing in front of me Sara undid the button holding her skirt closed. As her skirt hit the floor, Sara ordered me to use my mouth to remove her lace panties. Grasping the elastic band at the top, I worked them downward to join her skirt on the floor. Stepping out of both items, Sara moved forward until my face was inches away from her treasure.

Tipping my head forward, and up I latched my mouth onto Sara’s pussy. Within seconds Sara began vocalizing sounds that if heard out in the woods late at night would have a person fearing for their lives. Alternating between a howling, followed by some very unladylike grunts, Sara’s body began shaking as her climax overtook her. If not for the man standing behind her Sara would have hit her head as she stumbled backwards into the arms of her rescuer.

As she collected herself Sara addressed Mistress, “Jane, if you ever grow tired of this remarkable young man, I call first dibs!” This statement cause a hearty laugh to circulate among the crowd.

Now that the ice was broken, most of the guests shed their clothing while beginning to mingle. However the bulk of them surrounded both Jill, and myself, dozens of hands wandered along my body driving me to a state of sexual frenzy. Fingers invaded my bottom, others touched my little penis causing copious amounts of pre cum to pour forth. Sara knelt at my feet, while drawing my cock into her her mouth. Now it was my turn to feel weak in the knees as her talented mouth, and tongue worked their magic.

From somewhere a large dildo was brought over, while someone greased up my little hole. A mouth at one end, and a large dildo slowly being worked into my bottom, caused me to make noises that rivaled those that Sara made moments ago. In and out, faster, and faster the dildo made its way into my body, while my hole was being stretched wider, and wider. Then it happened, Sara’s mouth was taken away from my cock, the dildo was removed from my bottom, and all those who had their hands on my body stepped away. Stunned, I looked around to see why my pleasure was denied, who could be so cruel as to leave me hanging.

Turning around at the sound of Mistresses voice, I beheld a sight. Mistress was standing there naked, with a look in her eyes I hadn’t seen before. I was staring at a hungry wolf ready to pounce, her eyes were aflame with desire, the normally pale skin of her chest was red with increased blood flow, nipples hard as stone stood out from her chest like arrows pointing the way towards sexual desire.

Taking hold of my cock, Mistress drew me along towards a sling hanging from the ceiling. Turning around Mistress sunk into the sling while pulling me forward, there was no foreplay, no warm up, she just pulled me into her. Nothing needed to be said, Mistress wanted my cock, and she wanted it in the worst way. Within second, I began pounding her body as fast, and as hard as I could. Each time I drove forward, the sling pushed away from me, each time it swung back my way, I slammed my cock home again, over, and over.

In the midst of this, Jill was brought forward, and placed in position so that each time Mistress swung backwards, her mouth was driven against Jill’s pussy. Grabbing the chains that held the sling, I forced it to halt its rearward motion. This allowed Jill to clamp Mistresses head between her legs. Now was the time for Mistresses mouth to latch onto Jill’s pussy. Pulling away from Jill for a moment Mistress yelled, “My ass, fuck me in my ass!” Withdrawing my raging cock from within Mistresses body, I grabbed her ankles, while twisting her face down in the sling.

From somewhere a hand held out a bottle of lube. Popping open the top, I poured a gallon of lube into, Mistresses hole. I gave no warning, I just slammed my cock into her body with a single mighty thrust. The scream that issued forth from her made me think for a moment that I was hurting Mistress. That proved not to be the case as I felt her driving herself backwards onto my cock each time my body pulled backwards.

Over, and over I drove myself into Mistress bottom, each thrust caused her to scream with a passion I had never before encountered. I was amazed to witness gallons of sweat pour from her body, coating her in a sheen that glistened in the ambient light.

One of the onlookers pushed Jill forward, while pulling Mistresses head up level with Jill’s pussy. While her head was held upward, Jill was pressed forward to meet Mistresses mouth. Now the three of us formed a perfect circle of lust. Reaching down, I placed two fingers into her pussy as I continued pounding Mistresses bottom. Driving my fingers into her pussy, as her head was held tight against Jill’s pussy the three of us were seconds away from a tsunami like orgasm washed over the three of us. I felt the cheeks of my bottom begin to quiver as my climax began to wash over me. With a final extra hard push, I impaled her bottom that drove her over the edge. From somewhere within me, a gallon of cum poured into Mistresses bottom.

Falling away from the sling chair, I sat on the floor, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my very soul had drained into Mistresses body.

Looking over at Mistress, I saw three people lift her from the sling, and assist her to her feet, followed by walking her over to a large couch along the window. Both Jill and I walked over to the couch, and taking Mistress in our arms, we held her tightly while rocking her back and forth. A basin of water, and towels were brought over to where we sat. both Jill and I took the dampened towels, and began to wipe her body down, wiping away the sweat the had coated her body. Pulling a large afghan around the three of us, we basked in the afterglow that comes from our intense interaction.

Wrapped in our own little world for the moment, we watched the others indulge their lust in each other. There was a couple of threesomes, one lady was having her own little gang-bang with each of her holes being filled, while a small line awaited their turn.

Ever so slowly the three of us returned to earth, Jill was the first to stir, followed by Mistress. The two of them took me into their arms, and held me tight as I regained my ability to breath. Rising from the couch, the three of us manged to gather our clothes, and redress. Bidding the others good night, we made our way to the elevator. Once inside Mistress waited a moment before pressing the button that would take us back to the real world.

“Jill, Little man, how are you guys? I have to admit, that this was one hell of a gathering, even though it was a rather short visit to the upper party room, it will be remembered as one of the most fun I have had in a long time. I’m sorry that it was a short visit, but I don’t think I could have stood much more this evening.”

“Mistress, speaking for my self, I loved the hell out of it. Also it was good to see you loosen up, and enjoy yourself. I was amazed to watch you in the throws of passion, you are so remarkably reserved in your day, to day life, seeing you let loose was beautiful to behold.”

Turning towards Jill, we saw a great smile grow upon her face, as she leaned in to kiss Mistress with a passion the was unmatched. I guess that said everything that needed to be said.

When the doors slid open, the manager of the club was found awaiting our return. “Ms Parker, I took the liberty of having you car brought forward, it is waiting for you whenever you are ready.” Making our way towards the front of the club, we were beset by a dozen people who wished to say their good evenings to Mistress.

Upon approaching the front door Simon held the door for our party. Taking Mistresses, hand Simon led her to the limo as she seated herself. It was up to Jill, and myself to find our own way into the limo.

As the door closed, we slumped down into the plush leather seats. It was Jill that started it, when she began giggling. From there, the laughter became contagious, Mistress was next followed by myself. We were laughing so hard, I had my sides in stitches. Jill, and Mistress had tears running down their cheeks while they tried to gather themselves together.

When we finally managed to get ourselves under control, Mistress took each of us in hand, and kissed us long and hard, the kind of kiss you never forget no matter how old you get. Leaving our seats, Jill, and I sat on ether side of Mistress while taking her into our arms. We stayed that way until the driver dropped us off at my place. Before the door closed, Mistress told us that we were to be at her place tomorrow morning at six am.