“Well, well. What do we have here?” She put her black gloved hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at her.
“I didn’t realize you liked them so young Master D.”
“She’s of age,” Devlin replied, not seeming too interested in engaging her in further conversation.
“How old are you my child?”
“I’m almost twenty-two ma’am.”
“Interesting. I wouldn’t have pegged you to be a day over fifteen.”
She walked around me, as if she was inspecting merchandise. She gently rubbed her hand on my ass and then stroked my arm. She had such a gentle touch, it was hard to imagine her as a Dom.
“Such a pretty little thing, isn’t she?” Then she just walked away.
I felt in need of another drink and asked if I might have one. “Of course,” he said and we went over to the bar. I thought about asking him to take off the leash but I felt safer wearing it. The people here made me nervous.
A murmur went up through the crowd and I could feel the excitement in the air. Wondering what was going on, I asked Devlin about it.
“It seems that one of the slaves has been naughty all day and her Master has had enough. He’s going to punish her.”
I was shocked “You mean in front of all these people, Master?”
“Yes,” he grinned. “Should make a good show.” He headed over towards another corner room, followed by the people around us.
We found there was quite a crowd when we got there and it looked like we might not be able to see. I was relieved, I didn't really want to watch. Then someone said, “Let the new girl get a look” and we were propelled to the front of the crowd.
A man dressed in black leather was sitting on a sofa with a girl over his knee. She wore a leather corset and a leather thong panties, which he pulled down to reveal her ass.
“She has been sassy all day,” the man said to the crowd.
There were murmurs of assent as he brought his hand down hard on her left cheek. When he lifted his hand I could see a hand print across her ass. He did the same on her right cheek and she was left with a scarlet hand print on each cheek. The crowd applauded and he began to spank her in earnest. Her ass turned from white to pink to bright red as he continued spanking her. He carried on, obviously enjoying entertaining the crowd.
Finally he stopped punishing her. Standing up, he threw the girl over his shoulder, like a caveman, and carried her up the stylish marble staircase, which Devlin said there were several bedrooms. I was ashamed to admit it but watching him spank her had turned me on.
Devlin saw the expression on my face and laughed.
“That aroused you didn't it my sweet?”
I denied it but he knew I was lying. Flushed, I sipped my drink and tried to look away.
A friend of his came over and took Devlin to one side to speak to him in private. I could make out some of what they were saying. There was some mention made of my initiation then he asked Devlin something else I couldn’t hear. “Not tonight, she’s not ready.” Devlin told the man.
The way everyone keeps bringing up this initiation, I really couldn’t help but be curious about it. I know Devlin said it’s not something I should worry about for now, but obviously it’s important or so many people wouldn’t keep bringing it up.
“Master, do you mind if I get some food? I’m feeling a little peckish.”
“Of course, my sweet,” he said as he unclipped me.
I felt a little nervous about being in this place with Devlin and was reluctant to leave his side.
“Go on then, I’ll be here when you are finished.”
“Thank you Master.”
I walked to the buffet table and got myself a plate of various cheeses and finger foods. A man standing next to me looked at me and smiled. He put his hand on my ass and asked me who owned me. I jumped back, trying to get out of his reach.
“I’m the property of Master D.”
He put his hand inside of my dress and pinched my nipple. It hardened immediately and he laughed. He pulled my dress aside, to reveal my entire breasts and then leaned down and sucked on my nipple. I flushed bright red, embarrassed that this man I don’t even know was touching me in such an intimate way.
“Very nice,” he said. I pulled my dress back over and covered my exposed breast. “I will ask your Master if I may use you tonight.”
I was horrified at the thought and could only hope Devlin would say no. Suddenly not hungry any more, I put down my plate of food and made my way back to Devlin.
When he saw me, he laughed. “Been making new friends?”
I said nothing and stayed by his side from then on only venturing away to get another drink. I hadn't forgotten his warning about getting drunk, but I was far from intoxicated. The alcohol just helped me to relax a little and I had a feeling I was going to need it before the night was out.
By now several people had come over and asked when the initiation was going to be. “Soon,” he replied each time. I began to grow more apprehensive.
After a while, Devlin turned to me and said, “It’s time for your initiation.”
I felt butterflies fill my stomach. We went over to where the girl had received her punishment and Devlin called for everyone to gather round. “It is time for her initiation,” he said. There were whistles and claps from the dominants as they formed a circle around us.
“Strip,” Devlin commanded.
“Oh no,” I said and started to back away.
He grabbed me by the arm firmly and whispered in my ear. “That goes into the punishment book, now behave yourself.”
Knowing I had no choice, I pulled the dress over my head. I heard a lot of whistles and nearly froze. Only the thought of the punishment book enabled me to take my thong off. I stood in the middle of a group of strangers stark naked and utterly horrified.
“Let her initiation begin,” Devlin proclaimed.
An orderly queue formed made up of all those who wished to take part.
“First we have the inspection,” Devlin told the crowd.
The first man stood in front of me and looked me up and down, running his hands over my body and cupping my breasts. He ran his hand over my ass and said to Devlin, “Nice markings.”
He parted my labia and ran his hand over my pussy. “Nice,” he said and made way for the next man.
This man sucked on my nipples and inserted two fingers in me. He told me to bend over and I obeyed, afraid to do anything else. He ran his hands over my ass and stuck a finger up my asshole. He wasn’t remotely gentle about it either.
The next person was a woman. She was very pretty and ran her hands over my breasts. Her touch felt different to the men's. I felt her soft lips on my nipples and felt her stroke my pussy until it opened. She then applied just the right amount of pressure on my clit so that it actually felt good. She kissed me on the mouth and reluctantly left me for the next man in line. This went on for almost an hour. So many men, feeling me, prodding me, sucking, and licking.
Despite my disgust with many of the people touching me, I did feel a little stimulated. I couldn’t help it, my body just seems too react to being touched, even if I don’t want it to. He made me feel dirty and ashamed.
Another woman sucked on my nipples then applied pressure on my clit until I nearly came. She kissed me passionately on the lips then stuck a finger up my asshole. I was aroused beyond belief. At last, everyone who wanted a turn to inspect me had finished. Devlin appeared by my side and whispered into my ear “You are doing well.”
I breathed a sigh of relief thinking that it was at last over but he had another announcement to make to the crowd.
“Okay my friends, time for the spankings.” Leading me over to the sofa, he bent me over the arm and grinned at the crowd. “One at a time please.”
I was horrified. I was to be spanked by anyone who wanted a turn. The first man used his hand and spanked me long and hard. The next man removed his belt and gave me six strokes with it. T
he next spanked me with a slipper. One woman used her crop and laid three strokes across my ass. Another man ran his hand over my ass gently before spanking me hard.
It was horrible and painful and I couldn’t help but sob uncontrollably as I was spanked by practically every person in the room. My rear was on fire. I thought the ordeal was over when someone said “Now last but not least, a spanking from her Master.”
A cheer went up from round the room and I felt myself lifted off the arm of the chair and draped across Devlin’s lap. There were murmurs and cheers of approval coming from the crowd I felt his hand come down hard on my ass. He smoothed away the pain with the flat of his hand before smacking me hard again. He began to rain smacks down on my ass hard and heavy. It seemed to go on forever when finally he stopped. He put his hand between my legs and felt my arousal.
“Well, wet already. That’s my girl.” He smacked me hard once more.
He let me go and I sat up. My face was as red as my ass. Someone tossed me my clothes. I caught them but before I could put them on Devlin lifted me up into his arms and carried me off to one of the bedrooms upstairs.
He kicked the door closed behind him and laid me on the bed. I was still clutching my clothes and he took them out of my hand and put them to one side. I felt his mouth on my nipple, sucking and licking. He took the other nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. He traced a path down my body with his tongue until he came to my pussy. Spreading it wide with his hands, he flicked his tongue over my clit.
My pussy began to twitch in response. He explored my hole, thrusting his tongue deep inside me. He moved up my body until I could feel his hard cock at my opening, before pushing past my entrance. At first he fucked me with easy strokes. His kisses were playful, interspersed with tiny bites.
Physically and mentally what I had just gone through with the initiation was painful, but somehow being here with Devlin like this, made all of that just go away. What kind of crazy voodoo was this man practicing on me?
It was more than just the sex -- but the sex was amazing. It was intense, but also tender at the same time. As he thrust inside of me I could feel the weight of the world lifting away and my body melt into his.
I saw the door had opened and someone was watching us. There was a man outlined in the doorway, his slave on her knees sucking him off. I was too far gone with lust to be able to stop. I just carried on fucking Devlin while this stranger watched and thrust his cock into his slave's mouth.
Hungry for more, I pushed my hips upwards matching his thrusts. He began diving into me with more urgency and I started to feel the tingling and knew I was about to come as well. He rammed his cock hard inside of me, all the way to the hilt. My entire body was alive and screaming for release.
By now I did not care about the man in the doorway although I could see him if I turned my head to the side. I cried out in pleasure as Devlin continued to thrust into me. I could feel myself losing control.
He pushed his body against me one last time, spilling his seed inside of me. It was just enough to push me over the edge and finally I exploded with pleasure as well. Our bodies dissolved together and shook, clutching at each other, while low grunts and soft moans escaped our mouths.
I felt a sudden pang of affection for him that I couldn’t explain. What happened to me earlier, with the initiation, should have made me infuriated, but after my intimate time with Devlin I had this softness in my heart, even if tomorrow my body would be aching.
I heard a grunt from the visitor in the doorway as he came. I was still too deep in my own pleasure to say anything and when I next looked he had gone. I told Devlin of our visitor and he laughed, explaining that some people like to watch. He didn’t seem too concerned so I tried to put it out of my mind.
We got dressed and went back out to the party. As we did I began to wonder how much longer we would have to stay because I was getting tired. Devlin though didn’t seem ready to go, so I put on my best smile and stood by his side as we rejoined the others.
Chapter 11
Devlin turned to me. “Go and mingle now, it's time you met some of the people while you are wearing clothes.”
I felt myself flush, thinking back on my initiation where I was buck ass naked. I wasn't keen to leave his side, but he gave me a push and said “Go on,” so I wandered off on my own.
A drink seemed a good idea so I went to the bar to get one. A man handed me a glass of champagne.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Such a polite girl. A credit to your Master.” He looked me up and down and nodded. “Yes, you would be a credit to any man.”
Someone else joined us and I said “Hello Sir,” when introduced. By now I had consumed a few drinks and, while not drunk, was beginning to feel a bit lightheaded.
“Come sit down with us,” one of the men said and I let them lead me away from the drinks table. I barely noticed when we went through an archway and into one of the Arabian themed nooks in the room.
It was part of the main room but thanks to all of the decorations including several large plants, the view was somewhat skewed. The lighting was dim and the oversized sofa was surrounded by sheer drapes, giving those inside even more privacy. I sat on the sofa like bed and sipped my drink.
We were joined shortly by another man who sat next to me. I was tired and my mind was a bit clouded by the alcohol, so it didn’t hit me right away that I was hidden in a corner with three strange men. The man sitting next to me put his arm around me and kissed me. I made a feeble protest but he paid no attention.
I heard some whispering amongst the men, then I felt the top of my dress being pushed aside to reveal my nipples. I felt strange mouths on my breasts sucking and licking at them. Before I knew what was happening, there was one man at my head, holding my hands down while another was at my feet, securing me in place.
It all happened so fast I didn’t have time to react. I felt strongly out of it, as if I wasn’t in control of my senses. The third man rubbed his hand up and down my thigh and then ran his hand between my legs, over my panties.
“Responsive girl, I like them like that.”
I wasn’t turned on by these men touching me. If they were feeling any wetness in my panties it was from Devlin’s seed from earlier. Still, I couldn’t think of a way to make these men stop touching me. I felt somehow removed from the situation.
“Turn her over,” one of the men ordered and I was flipped over onto my stomach and my dress was pushed up, exposing my ass. Luckily I still had my panties on, perhaps not for long though.
Suddenly I felt the slash of a crop across my ass. It was followed by another slash and then I heard Devlin’s voice. I felt so relieved. I tried to sit up but Devlin put his foot down and held me in place.
“What do you think you are doing?”
“We were just having a bit of fun,” said one of the men.
“Yes, we no harm meant,” said another.
“Did you have my permission?”
“Well, no but we didn't think you would mind.”
“Just make sure you have permission next time,” Devlin responded in an angry tone.
There were general mumblings of “sorry” from the men and they left.
The crop slashed down across my ass.
“What do you think you were doing?” I didn't know what to say. The crop hit me twice more. “You seemed to be enjoying yourself.”
I felt the sting of the crop across my thighs.
“I was lured in here Master,” I tried to explain. “I was a bit light headed and didn't notice where I was at first. I only realized there were three men in here with me when it was too late.
“Master,” I pleaded “I was a bit light headed from the alcohol. I’m sorry.”
I felt the sharp sting of the crop across my ass again.
“I warned you about getting drunk.”
“I was not drunk Master, just a little light headed.” I cried out as he hit me once again across the thighs.
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br /> “No one touches you without my consent, is that clear?”
“Yes, Master. I’m sorry.”
“You will be sorry, very sorry. This definitely goes in the punishment book.” I felt several more strokes of the crop against my ass. “Straighten your clothes we are leaving.”
I quickly fixed my clothes, covering up my exposed breasts and followed obediently behind Devlin. No one else seemed to have noticed what happened and I was grateful there were no staring eyes. He went around the room and said his goodbyes before clipping my leash back on and leading me to the car.
On the way home he didn’t say a single word to me. I knew he was angry and that scared me. I knew that he was going to punish me tonight, and it was going to be severe.
Once we were in the living room he ordered me to remove my clothes and to wait for him in the bedroom.
“I will come for you when I calm down.”
It took about half an hour before he finally called for me to come to him. I got on my hands and knees and reluctantly crawled out to him. He was in the kitchen, sipping a cup of coffee and had my punishment book open in front of him.
“I understand how the incident happened and I accept that you were not entirely responsible for what went on. However, you still must be punished severely for your conduct. You need to learn to listen to what I tell you.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Before we start I want you to understand why you are being punished. You are my property and no one else's. Sometime in the future I may allow another Master to use you but only with my express permission.”
He looked at me and I saw the hurt in his eyes.
“Had such permission been given tonight?”
“No, Master.”
“Those men should not have taken you off. However, more to the point you should not have gone with them. Had you been sober you would not have gone would you?”
“No Master, I wouldn't have gone.” It was then I realized he was jealous and my heart fluttered.
“Alright, this is what I have decided. For refusing to take your clothes off at the initiation, three strokes of the cane. For your disgraceful behavior with those men it will be thirty strokes of the cane, five of which will be across the pussy.”
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