Anger Issues
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“Is that good?”
She nodded and he put in the second. The zipper came down and the lock went in and licked shut. The muzzle went over her mouth again, the second lock clicking into place. She would not be able to hear much of anything very clearly. Everything would be muffled.
Ready to go in, the Footman showed him where to take her. The two walls of the formal dining room had been pushed into their cupboards within the corner walls. The room was open, tables pushed against the far wall and corner and laid with the buffet.
Members were already present, the party underway. Murmuring voices fell to silence as the fully encased, blindfolded and muzzled treat was brought in. A padded saw horse spanking bench stood in the center of the large room and the men watched as she was physically directed onto it.
The top was narrow with a wider circle at the far end where her head would rest. Dan guided her to lie there, helped to place her cheek on the circle. Her breasts hung on either side, to be available for who knows what kind of play and torment. The Footman helped to steady her in place while they pulled the kneeling portion up two notches to better support her. She was on her knees, but high enough that her legs were bent more into a wide squat, thighs strapped into place against the upright sides. Her ankles were cuffed down to prevent kicking.
The front planks came up three notches and her arms stretched out over them to be cuffed into place. Another pair held her down below the elbow. She could rear up her head and shoulders a little, but not go anywhere.
A set of metal curves lowered over her fingers to pin her hands flat to the surface, ensuring she could not be made to stroke a cock either. The padded beam supported her to just below her belly button. Her ass could undulate in place but only by a few inches.
Dan spent a moment running his hands up and down her back in a long, soothing massage. She relaxed palpably, breathing in and out with his motion until she was still and comfortable.
Last before leaving her to her fate, he tied a thin piece of ribbon through the holes the crotch lock had occupied. He made a big bow with an obvious pull line. The birthday celebrant would untie and open the zipper when he was ready to partake of her. He stepped back to the perimeter wall nearest the elevator corridor to watch over her.
This party was obviously for selected Members. There weren’t many gatherings that started with a lunch. About fifteen were present, and gave a round of applause when the guest of honor arrived. That turned out to be Baener of Deek’Trai IV, the President of the Council on the Celestial Congress and the second longest member in the Manor. Only Thor had been there longer.
He mingled for a time, talking with Members, then had a turn down the buffet.
Mally could hear the voices of several men talking and laughing. They moved around the room. Some stood over her to talk around her, down to her. The muzzle was visible, so they couldn’t expect her to answer. They didn’t know she couldn’t hear them, of course. They could say whatever they wanted to her and she wouldn’t really hear it very well.
A hand slid down her back and over her rump. Down the back of her thigh and up the inside to cup her zippered sex. She heard chuckling around her. They were all gathered around the saw horse rig while the guest of honor pulled the ribbon apart. The zipper slowly opened from bottom to top and a tongue surprised her first. She’d expected to be mounted right off the bat. Instead, she was treated to a nice licking while men joked and laughed around her.
He continued until he’d made her have an orgasm, then stood in close to get the penetration party going. When he was done, they all but lined up. Some finished in her, some on her. None took all that long but she did get two or three orgasms (or more) out of each of them.
There was a tremendous outburst of laughter and the room cleared. Exhausted but happy, she remained in place while two pairs of hands released her restraint by restraint. She was not asked to move, those hands working together to lift and move her onto a soft surface. A gurney. She was wheeled directly to the elevator, to her room.
Placed on the bed, she was relieved of the hood first and a straw put to her lips. She sipped deeply until it was taken away.
“Just relax,” Dan said, and set about removing the suit from her.
By the time it was off, she was recovered enough to hold her own glass and want to get up to walk to the toilet.
“That was fun,” she sighed, lying in bed, and fell asleep.
Thor came every few days for some weeks. Weeks turned into months and she finished the intricate needlepoint scene of a cottage and flower garden.
Dan got a phone call he never expected. No explanation at all, only the instruction that he was to bring her to the House Master’s office. She would soon meet her new owner. He took her at once, and was told to go put on his guard uniform and resume his former duties.
“Where is Thor? Did he sell her?” Dan asked, not quite ready to leave her to her fate.
The House Master showed conflicting emotions. Happiness mixed with concern, a confusion regarding what he should show to others.
“His Grace is finished,” he decided to say. “The girl is now the property of the Empress Advocate and will be collected shortly. She’s leaving the Manor.”
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