It had been just a few months since James had left Newcastle, and moved to Brighton. It was swapping the known for the unknown, but they were both 'party towns' and due to start University soon he was sure he would make new friends. At the age of 22 he did what most young single guys would do, and got stuck in to some dating apps when he first arrived. This had led to some dates, some flings, and now his first girlfriend, Emily. James wasn't a bad looking guy, but Emily was what you'd probably call 'cute'. She was a 22yr old blonde, a little over 5ft tall, and had a nice figure. If she had a little more confidence, she would own any room she was in, but instead she often found herself a little shy. As Emily had grown up in Brighton, she already had a good group of friends. James had left al of his 6 hours up north, so naturally he began to socialise with hers instead, which led to some great nights at the bars and clubs.

Emily had been looking forward to a party with her friends all week, and James was keen to impress and make a good first impression with the other boyfriends. The party was at Victoria's house, which was around 20 minutes out of Brighton. She was more a friend of a friend to Emily, and James was yet to meet her. James drove, they would stay the night in a spare room, and drive home in the morning. A typical student party arrangement, and normally this meant staying in a gross bedroom in a gross 'party house' but as they pulled on to the driveway they were amazed at the house. It was a large, modern detached house, right by the seafront. A driveway for at least 4 cars, and a double garage separate to the house too. As they got out of the car, music could be heard and the sounds of friends partying in the garden.

They were greeted by a friend of Emily's who had seem them arrive, and soon they were inside. It was a gorgeous house, modern, spacious and very well furnished. Most of the guests were in the garden, and quickly they had settled in to the rhythm of the party and drinks were flowing nicely. It was then that Emily dragged James away from some of the guys he was chatting to, so that he could meet the host, Victoria. She was a beautiful redhead, 21yrs old, and James had to focus hard not to stare at her figure and outfit. She wore a pair of the tight 'wet look' leggings, and a lace detailed basque which was tucked in. It displayed her amazing tits perfectly, and made her figure look its very best. Her heels must've been 5 inches, her manicured pink toenails standing out against her tanned feet. She had smokey eye makeup, and a hot pink lipstick to match her nails. In the sunlight, nipple piercings could be seen with a slight gleam under her basque. No one else at the party was dressed even close to her level, she obviously enjoyed being the stand out host, but James wasn't going to complain!

After a quick introduction, she offered them a tour of the house, which they both agreed to. Victoria and Emily led the way, both carrying a glass of rose wine, and James followed behind with his beer. The 3 of them toured the house, and it was like a showhome for footballers inside. Victoria explained that her parents had put the deposit down, and she earned good money from a few little jobs here and there. The 2 girls were busy chatting about home decor and James just following behind, his eyes fixed to Victoria's ass, it looked so perfect framed in the tight PVC style leggings. As they turned a corner, they walked past a large mirror, and he realised Victoria had caught him staring, but she just carried on as his face flushed red. He tried to focus on being part of the conversation again, but as they entered the master bedroom, Emily went to look out of a window at the view of the ocean and Victoria gave him a knowing look. A little shake of her head with half a smile let him know that she had seen him staring.

Once back outside they resumed partying with all of Emily's other friends, but James just couldn't shake her outfit from his mind. He wasn't a cheater, but then him and Emily were only just dating. The whole evening his mind would drift from the party to a fantasy of him with Victoria, and then back to the party. Later in the evening, and beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol, James headed inside the house to use the toilet. He didn't realise how desperate he was, until he got there to find it occupied and another guy also waiting. Fearing his bladder wouldn't be able to hold much longer, he remembered Victoria had an en-suite in her bedroom and decided it was better than pissing himself. He made his way through her immaculate bedroom, in to her en-suite, and the relief felt like heaven. Just as he was washing his hands, he noticed her laundry basket and his semi-drunk state made him certain that searching it would be a great idea. Amongst a lot of normal clothes, he found a pair of lace panties and some stockings, which made him rock hard.

As he sniffed her panties, he heard footsteps outside the room before Victoria spoke in an angry tone "who the FUCK is in my room??". Realising he had no way to escape, or hide, he quickly shoved the panties back in the laundry and unlocked the door. "I'm really sorry" he began "I was busting and there was a queue downstair...". She cut him off as her face changed from anger to a smile "Oh it's you. I should've guessed you'd be perving around my room after checking me out all evening" she said with a wink. James quickly tried to play it cool and deny it, when Victoria changed to anger again "Is that my stocking on the sink? You actually WERE perving!" she pushed past him in to the bathroom and held her stocking up to him. "No, er, that was, already out" James fumbled his excuse.

"You ACTUAL perv" she said sternly. "Say sorry, RIGHT now". James awkwardly mumbled a sorry, and Victoria shocked him by slapping his face. He quickly apologised properly, and she told him she would get him back for his perving. Any chance he had with Victoria, which admittedly was very small, seemed to be lost. As she walked towards the bedroom door, she turned to James "I won't tell Emily, it's not fair to embarrass her, but you will do it tomorrow" and she went back downstairs. James followed a minute later, and the party already seemed quieter. A few friends had gone home, and as the temperature dropped outside the remaining 2 couples also announced they would get a cab.

Soon enough it was just a very tipsy Emily, a surprisingly sober Victoria, and a now awkward James. Victoria made a joke with Emily that maybe she shouldn't drink much more, and it was time for bed. Emily agreed and began a drunk stumble to the guest room. James and Victoria helped her up, and as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep. Victoria stopped James as he attempted to climb in to bed with Emily, and beckoned him towards her and down the hall. As they approached her bedroom, she turned to face him.

"Right, perv, clothes off" ..... James stood awkwardly, expecting it to be a joke. "Did I stutter, James, take your clothes off. It's time for you to make it up to me" Victoria spoke with authority. He undressed, and was soon naked in front of her. He had a huge erection, which she found amusing, and she teased him with her outfit. "I saw you perving over me James, you just loved my ass, and my tits in this outfit didn't you?" she cooed at him. He was becoming more and more turned on, and he began to reach out for her body. She slapped his hands away. "Not yet, little boy, you have to earn that". She pointed at her bed, and he sat awkwardly on the edge while she disappeared in to her en-suite. A minute or so later, she emerged wearing the same basque, but without the leggings. Instead she wore the panties he had been sniffing, and held the stockings in her hand. She threw them at James "Put these on my legs, and clip them in" she said, offering her foot to him. He carefully rolled the stockings up her perfectly smooth legs, and clipped them to the garters attached to her basque.

She stood inches from him, looking like a girl you would only dream about, and he almost couldn't hold it back any longer. "Please..." he began, as he tried to touch her again, but she just dodged his touch. She stepped back in to her heels, and looking like a model from Victoria's Secret, she led him back downstairs. "The one room I didn't show you on the tour, was the garage" and she keyed a code in to the door. Stepping inside was like entering another world. Downstairs was a posh car, and a luxurious seating area. Another small bathroom, TV, mini-kitchen, all like you would find in a 5 star hotel. Upstairs however, that all changed. "This is where I earn my money" she proudly gestured to the open space, which looked like a setting from a porn shoot. There was a large bed in the centre, and then various items of bondage furniture around the room. Uniforms and outfits adorned the wall on one side, and all the toys and devices you could imagine adorned the other.

She picked up a uniform and tossed it on the bed, a small box placed next to it. "I'll be downstairs, you have 5 minutes to be wearing that and downstairs or your punishment will increase, and that is NOT a good way to start this"... As she clicked back down the stairs, James was still taking in his surroundings. A voice from below shouted "FOUR MINUTES" and he quickly raced to the outfit. He held up a maid uniform, and in the box were a pair of shiny black heels, with little ankle locks. The outfit was quite simple, the uniform just went on over his head, and then he rolled the stockings up his legs. The heels were a perfect fit, and as ridiculous as he felt, he headed back downstairs. "30 seconds to spare, I'm impressed" she spoke calmly as she approached, before smearing bight red lipstick across his lips. It was far from a neat job, and she laughed at how he looked. "You're going to clean this house, while Emily sleeps" If you do a good enough job, she won't find out about your filthy perving" she teased before leading back in to the main house and setting him to work.

He collected glasses, loaded the dishwasher, and tidied away the mess of the party, while Victoria sat casually sipping her wine. James noticed the time on the oven, 2:30am, and the house finally looked clean. "I think I'm done?" he asked casually. Victoria took another sip of wine, before correcting him. "You will refer to me a Miss Victoria, or at the absolute minimum, Victoria, when in company. Otherwise Miss, Mistress, or Ma'am. Now, it's finally time for bed" she gestured for him to follow her, but instead of walking down towards the guest room with Emily, she led him back to the garage and instructed him to lay on the bed. "Please Victoria, I'm tired, I've done all you asked, I just want to sleep" James began to protest, and she just gestured to the bed again. He slumped down, and climbed on top of him. Once laid on his back, she straddled him and felt his dick spring to life under her. "I thought you just wanted sleep?" she joked, and just moaned in pleasure as she began to rock slightly. Just the thin fabric of his maid uniform, and her lace panties, all that kept his dick from her pussy, and as she rocked, the maid uniform dress slowly raised higher and higher. Just as his dick popped free, she reached to the corner of the bed, and placed a cuff on his wrist. Before he could protest, his other wrist was cuffed too.

"Now, James, I think it's best you stay the night in this room. I have a few more chores for you tomorrow. A session like this costs HUNDREDS and you have to repay that somehow" she gently teased his dick as she began to rock back and forth again. Victoria slipped her panties off, finally revealing her perfect looking pussy, and James fought against the bonds like a wild animal to reach her. She gently placed his solid dick up towards his belly button, and then began to tickle and it with her fingers, as light rubs from her pussy. She teased him constantly "I wish you could squeeze my BIG tits" She would moan "My nipples are desperate to be sucked baby" and each time he would buck and tug at his bonds. She slipped the shoulder straps of her basque down her arms, and slowly revealed her perfect tits. Leaning forward, she held them inches above his face, and he lapped the air, managing a slight flick against her nipple every so often. "Maybe you just aren't desperate enough" she mocked a sad face "I thought you'd do anything to fuck me and you just lay there instead".

James began to beg, she pressed a finger to his mouth. "Shhhhh baby, it's ok. I know" she mummied him, she turned to a reverse cowgirl position to fix the ankle cuffs in place. Once fully secure, she backed her ass up his body, her wet pussy leaving a trace along his body, before stopping just before his mouth. "I want to feel your tongue inside my ass" she said sternly, before moving back another couple of inches. James went to work like a hungry dog, and buried himself in her ass. Faint tickles across his shaft kept him close to the edge, but she wouldn't let him cum. Victoria adjusted her position, and forced her pussy on his face instead. Finally James could earn his reward, and he lapped at her. She moaned in pleasure while he worked hard to make her cum, and although she continued to tease him, she was surprised by just how good he was. As she got close to an orgasm, turned around again and sat on his face fully. Her knees gripped the sides of his head, and despite running out of air he continued to eat her until she filled his mouth with her juices. She came hard, and shuddered against him. His face glistened, and she had soaked his hair and the pillows. She leant in for a deep kiss as she gripped the side of his face, before pulling away. "Good boy, James, I'm impressed. I can see why Emily is with you. She loves being eaten out doesn't she" it was said casually as she climbed off of him, but his puzzled look said it all. "Oh didn't she get to the part where we dated for a while?" a knowing smirk across her face, as she rummaged around a shelf to the side of the bed.

James couldn't believe what he was hearing. Quiet and shy Emily could never be Bi, could she? The confusion across his tired face led Victoria to continue "She has a submissive side, and knowing my job she asked to explore it a little. She was a good sub, very obedient, but she wanted casual sessions and I wanted a 24/7 slave. We just have casual fun now". By the time she finished, James was lost for words, his open mouth an easy target for Victoria as she slipped an O-ring gag inside. "Now it' VERY late James, and you were just telling me how tired you are, so I'll give you one chance. Do you want to cum tonight?" she stood beside him, and he nodded a yes, trying to beg through the gag. "Her hands came in to view, now wearing gloves, and she pumped a small blob of lube from the bottle she held. One finger smeared some around his ass, and as his eyes widened, a small cold metal plug was forced inside. It wasn't very big, but it was very cold. "You'll cum" she said "but not how you're expecting" and as she pressed a button on a remote, a shock rippled from his ass through his body. He jerked against the bonds, and a deep moan came from his gag. "That was a low level, but at just the right level, I can zap your prostate and you'll cum wether you want to or not" she spoke proudly as she placed a condom over his dick. "Normally this takes a few minutes if someone has never done it before, but you're so desperate I bet you cum in seconds" and with that, she hit her magic button. The plug began to pulse, and a strange sensation built in his ass. Sure enough, within seconds it felt like a balloon was growing inside his ass, and pressing cum towards the tip of his cock. It began to flow freely into the condom, and despite releasing the biggest load he could remember, he remained a horny, frustrated mess. When it finally stopped oozing out, Victoria stopped the plug and removed the condom. She placed it in a small metal tray, and as his dick shrunk back down she fiddled with a small contraption.

It took a few seconds for James to realise what was happening, but the click of a lock made him realise his dick was caged. A small plastic chastity cage encased his still desperate cock, and he noticed it also had wires leading to the same box that controlled the plug in his ass. "Time for you to get some sleep, but I'll give you some night-time TV to watch" Victoria pressed a remote and the large TV came to life. It took a while to realise, but the TV was streaming a camera, and it was in Emily's room. The night vision was clear, and he could hear Emily dreaming in her sleep. Still unable to talk due to the gag, he looked puzzled at Victoria who was fiddling with the condom. "You'll see what the TV is for, hun, but for now it's time for you to eat up your mess" she held the condom over his ring-gagged mouth. James tried to avoid it and thrashed about, but she spoke in a sweet mummy voice "If slaves earn little cummies, it's only fair that they eat them. It isn't my job to clean up all of the messy cummies is it? Now be a good boy" and she poured it through the ring before placing her hand over the gag. There was a big load of cum, it coated his mouth and he felt sick, but it pooled at the back of his mouth and he reluctantly swallowed it all, and was rewarded with a kiss on the head.

"Goodnight James" she spoke kindly, as she removed his gag. "The plug is random, so expect to cum a few more times tonight. See you tomorrow" and she walked down the stairs. As he heard the door close, he began to try again to free himself but it was no use. Suddenly movement on the screen caught his attention, and he saw Victoria enter the room. She waved at the camera, and whispered to James "If you hadn't been a dirty panty sniffer, you could've had so much fun with us instead" before approaching the sleeping Emily. She carefully lifted the covers, and slipped in behind her, which caused Emily to stir a little. "Shhhhhh" cooed Victoria "Sorry to wake you" Victoria spoke softly as she nuzzled in to Emily, who slowly woke a little more and realised who it was. "Where's James?" she asked in a groggy voice, and Victoria told her that James had passed out asleep in another room, as she began to spoon Emily and rub herself against her. James couldn't believe what he was watching, but Emily began to press back in to Victoria before speaking again, a little more awake "I've missed this so much Miss Victoria". She stared straight at the camera as she replied "I know you have, kitten, why don't you be a good girl and taste Miss Victoria, I've missed your little tongue". Sure enough, Emily slowly slid down the bed and between Victorias legs, before the familiar sound of licking could be heard. As Victoria began to moan in pleasure, the plug came to life in James's ass again. It was going to be a long night...