Although each chapter is a story on its own, you might enjoy it more by starting with chapter 1 as there may be references to characters or events that happened in previous chapters. All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. The ship’s itinerary is purely fictional.
To help you keep track of the different characters in the series, a list can be found on my author’s page in order of their appearance in the stories.
Chapter 49: New Year party at the club.
Beginning of December I had received a nice black envelope with, on one side, in silver, the profile outline of a fully stretched, naked female body with my name also written in silver ink. When I opened it, it contained a black folded card with a photo I recognized immediately as one of my own on one side on the front. It was a photo of Linda I had taken in the club when she was suspended naked from the ceiling, using lighting from just one side giving dramatic shadows on parts of her body, underneath it read INVITATION.
When I opened the card it was an invitation to attend the year-end New-Years party on the 31st of December at the club. It also contained a small handwritten letter from Tanja asking me if I would be willing to co-host the party with her and if I would as usual take the photos. There were specific instructions on whom I could photograph. Any woman or man wearing a red collar were strictly off-limits unless at the moment they themselves or their Master or Mistress specifically requested me to take their picture.
This was a very understandable request as a number of the people that I expected to attend this party were high-ranking officials, directors, or even CEOs of major companies, who might potentially turn up not accompanied by their spouse but by their sub or sometimes even in some cases their Mistress. Discretion was of the utmost importance. For specific requests on the spot or for later, I could ask a fee though I would, of course, have to transfer 25% to the club’s account.
So Tanja had planned my evening for me. It’s a good thing I didn’t have any family left who could request my presence during these festive days. I was free as a bird. I hope she could give me some advice on what to wear to make sure I was coordinated with her. I had seen her in various outfits on previous occasions but this was special, their first big party after the inauguration earlier this year, so I called her.
“Hey Tanja, thanks for the invite to the New-year’s party, and of course, I’ll be your co-host, but I’ve got a problem, what shall I wear? Do I put on a tux or do I need to find something kinkier; maybe you can tell me what you’re going to be wearing?”
“Wow, Lew, have you looked at what Doms in the porn industry wear?”
“Yes, they usually wear black shirts or T-shirts and pants, is that what you want me to wear?
“Black definitely, but not just a plain shirt and pants, I’m thinking of wearing a black leather minidress, laced-up at the back, and long black mid-thigh boots with 6-inch heels. How about you get an elegant black Wetlook shirt and a pair of black lambskin leather pants, I think that would go nicely with my outfit.”
“OK, and where can I get this type of clothing?”
“You know what, I’m a regular at a specialty shop where I was thinking of buying my outfit. Why don’t we go together then you’ll get the regular customer discount.”
“Sounds good, it’s been a long time since I went last shopping with a woman, and it will take a lot of my stress away, when can we go?”
“Mondays are your free days aren’t they?”
“Yes.”
“How about next Monday then; would that suit you?”
“Let me check my calendar…yes that’s fine, what time?”
“How about we have lunch together and then go afterwards?”
“Sounds even better, maybe you could model a few outfits for me?”
“You want a show?”
“You know me too well.”
“OK but then lunch is on you.”
“Deal! Shall I pick you up?”
“I’ll be in the club in the morning so we can leave from there around noon.”
“OK, see you Monday then.”
That Monday, Tanja rang my doorbell precisely at noon, and to surprise her, I was waiting downstairs behind the door so she was a bit startled when I opened it immediately.
“That was quick, did you jump down the stairs?”
“No, when I’m in my apartment and I shout ‘beam me down Scotty’ I’m immediately at the door.”
“So you’re a Trekky, like me?”
“Yes I’m a big fan of the series, I’ve got all the DVDs and I watch them regularly.”
“Another thing we have in common then?”
“Yes, we do.”
I led Tanja to my car and very gentlemanlike opened the passenger door for her to get in. “Now tell me where are we going?”
“Just start down main street and I’ll tell you where to turn along the way. It’s about a half-hour drive from here to a nice place I know for lunch and the shop itself is right around the corner.”
“Excellent!”
Indeed half an hour later we arrived at the restaurant Tanja had chosen for lunch, it was a nice homely place and the food was excellent, nothing fancy just plain wholesome home cooking. No menus available, you ate what the cook prepared that day. When we had finished lunch we left the car where it was and walked to the specialty clothing/sex shop. Tanja was welcomed by the lady who ran it, like an old friend, which I guess she was. Introductions were made and I learned her name was Fiona, and she welcomed me the same way she had Tanja by giving me a bearhug, pressing her ample bosom against my chest.
Looking around it became immediately clear to me that this was not your run-of-the-mill sex shop, it was huge, like a supermarket. Signs guiding the visitor to the different sections.
“So you want outfits for the both of you to host the club’s New Year’s party?”
“Yes, that’s the idea, and we’re open to suggestions, but mind you nothing too fancy for Lew, he’s not that extravagant.”
“No, definitely not and I don’t want to outshine Tanja. My body is not what it used to be, so I prefer something that will cover up my wrinkled skin.”
“I see, OK follow me,” Fiona took us towards the back, through a door that led into an even bigger space where she had all sorts of BDSM furniture on display. I recognized some of the contraptions that were in the club, the St. Andrews cross, and the gynecology chair had clearly come from this place.
“Wow, Fiona this is quite a setup you have here, I can see where Tanja got her stuff for the club.”
“Yes, Tanja is a valued customer, we have a very nice business relationship.”
“Indeed we do,” Tanja interjected, “I buy stuff together with Fiona for my small shop at the club and can enjoy a far bigger discount than if I were to buy directly from the manufacturers myself.”
They guided me all the way to the back where there were some changing rooms with a few comfortable chairs in front.
“You can sit here Lew and enjoy the show.”
“Where did you get the idea I wanted a show?” Fiona gave me a big smile and pointed with her thumb to Tanja who had returned to the front part of the area we were in, looking for potential outfits in the racks.
“Care for a coffee Lew, while you’re waiting?” Fiona asked.
“Don’t mind if I do, yes please.”
“Milk and sugar?”
“Just milk please.”
When I got my coffee, Fiona disappeared as well, probably to help Tanja find the outfit that would make her shine at the party. By the time they came back, I had had ample time to look and wander around the area. There were things in here I had never before seen in my life, practically all of them dedicated to the BDSM lifestyle.
Some of the displays were on one specific theme, I saw a fully equipped interrogation room, with different types of electric torture devices, some just the size of a cattle prod, or self-adhesive electro pads or metallic dildos with a control device, but also padded spanking benches in all shapes and sizes. There was even a jail cell stand-up cage in a corner. I saw a medieval dungeon wood stockade set and loads of medical stuff on one of the tables including forceps with or without rubber tips, various Wartenburg wheels, and a huge assortment of boxes with rubber and latex gloves in all sizes and colors.
Close to half an hour later the girls were back, their arms loaded with different outfits, most of them in black. Tanja disappeared into the changing room. I heard a rustle of clothes and a few minutes later she opened the curtain and made a majestic appearance. She was wearing a black leather or vinyl strapless bustier. I couldn’t immediately detect which material it was, with black hot pants. Her hands and arms were encased in black leather gloves till mid-upper arm, and her legs in stiletto boots till mid-thigh. Her midriff was bare and on her head, she wore a black cap. As usual, she looked stunning.
“Nice,” I said, “but is it festive enough?”
“This is just the first one Lew, there are a few more to come.”
I decided to refrain from further comment and just let it roll over me. I knew there were quite a few more to come judging by the stack they had carried into the changing room. The next one was similar but with Tanja’s nipples sticking through a hole in the cups, Very sexy indeed, but I guess they could see from my face I didn’t think it was the right kind of outfit for the occasion.
“Although it shows some of my attributes, you don’t seem to like this very much?”
“No, although I very much like your boobs, I think you should keep them fully covered for this occasion.”
“You may be right,” Fiona agreed, “let’s try something sexy but with some mystery left.” They disappeared again into the changing room to emerge a few minutes later with Tanja in a totally different outfit. This went on for another 15 to 20 minutes but I saw nothing I really liked, and as I was clearly there to voice an opinion I did so until she appeared in something that looked rather fetching at first sight. In fact, it was more in line with the outfit that Tanja had mentioned when we had discussed clothing over the phone. Again a black leather or latex mini dress with some sort of collar around her neck but leaving her shoulders and both her collarbones completely bare. It hugged her boobs clearly showing her nipples poking into the material.
As I let my eyes travel down, there was a heart-shaped cutout around her navel, extending all the way down to her pubic area, far enough to show her small heart-shaped patch of pubic hair. One heart shape enclosing another, so sexy. When she had come out, she had lifted her arms forming a big Y – “Ta-Daa,” she shouted. The dress ended mid to upper thigh, leaving just a patch of bare leg above the same boots she had worn before. When she pirouetted around it showed her bare back all the way down to her asscrack. I was stunned.
“Well, what do you think?” she asked.
“This is…I don’t have any words for it, it’s amazing!”
“So you like it?”
“What’s there not to like, it doesn’t really show anything and yet it is so revealing, I could eat you right up.”
“Would you, really?” she said while she turned her back to me and bent over, showing her very sexy black lace crotchless panties.”
“Hey you want to eat her, I don’t mind, I love a good live porn scene anytime,” Fiona interjected.
This was too good to pass up. I got up from the chair and pushed Tanja towards a spanking bench that was standing nearby where she lay down on her back. I dropped to my knees, grabbed her legs behind her knees, and pulled them up and wide open, giving me total access through her open crotch panties to her already moist pussy, and dove in. I was so busy enjoying her taste I hadn’t felt Fiona approach me from the rear until I felt her hands on my shoulders.
She began to massage my neck and shoulders slowly coming to the front, where she began to undo the buttons of my shirt. That done, she took Tanja’s legs over from me one by one and attached them with cuffs to the two poles at the front of the spanking bench. This way my arms were freed for her to remove my shirt completely.
Her hands then moved to my belly and the top of my pants, which she began to undo. Once open she pulled my pants and boxers down, and grabbed my already hard cock giving me a nice hand job. This doubled the pleasure for me, licking and sucking Tanja’s pussy with a warm nimble hand milking my cock. All of a sudden she stopped and I felt her move around behind me opening my legs more so she could slide between them to take me in her hot mouth.
At the start, it was a bit painful when she pulled my cock backward to be able to suck it into her mouth, but soon after, when it had adjusted to the new position, the feeling of pleasure was overwhelming. She was a master cocksucker, she did things with her teeth and tongue I had never before felt in my life while all the while tickling my balls with just the nails of her fingers. Now that was something I had experienced before and which I liked very much, so much that I needed to concentrate harder not to cum in the next 10 seconds.
I hadn’t had the pleasure yet of seeing Fiona in the altogether and I desperately wanted to before I came, so I pulled my dick out of her mouth and got up.
“Hey what’s up, don’t you like what I’m doing?” she asked a bit cross.
“No darling I like what you’re doing a lot, but I don’t want to cum just yet, and I want to admire your body.”
“Why?”
“I think Tanja forgot to mention one important thing about me.”
“She told me you do like sex and that you like to photograph naked women, not necessarily in the order…I don’t think you want to photograph me, you didn’t bring a camera.”
“No I didn’t, and I regret that, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to see you in the buff.”
“I see, you want me as naked as you are?”
“Yes please!”
She immediately began to remove her clothes, while I tried to keep Tanja’s temperature up to the current high level using my fingers in and around her pussy. I also saw that she was playing with her boobs over the dress she wore while I fingered her. One by one the blouse, jeans, bra, and panties that Fiona was wearing were removed, revealing a gorgeous svelte body with relatively large boobs seeing how skinny she was, with the most adorable almost non-existent areolae crowned by rock-hard large nipples.
Her pubes were completely shaven, only showing her outer lips, the innies completely hidden from view, the so-called perfect vulva. After the strip, she again dropped to her knees and took my cock back in her hot mouth resuming her divine tongue and teeth work while her fingers again began to tickle my balls again making it very difficult for me not to cum within the shortest period of time.
“Would you like me to fuck you?” I asked her.
“I’d love you to do that yes, but what about our dear Tanja, we can’t just leave her hanging high and dry?”
“No, why don’t you detach her, I’ll lie on this other comfy bench you have here, so you can ride me and Tanja can squat over my face so I can bring her pleasure with my mouth.”
“Excellent thinking,” she replied, immediately undoing the cuffs that held Tanja’s legs high up in the air. In the meantime, I had taken up my position on the bench, Tanja squatted over me facing Fiona who impaled herself on my dick and began riding me. I couldn’t see what was going on as my face was completely covered by Tanja’s pubes but I heard both of them moan. I could hear they were kissing and I presumed they were playing with each other’s tits.
The first one to tumble over the orgasmic crest was Tanja, flooding my face with her sweet tangy pussy juice, which I gladly swallowed. Fiona beat me to the top in barely 2 seconds clamping down on my dick, her pussy muscles milking me. She was good, what am I saying, she was…there were no words to describe what her pussy was doing to my cock which kept on squirting and squirting, depositing huge amounts of sperm in her cunt. I could only hope there were not too many people in the front part of the store with all the noise we were making.
It took us the better part of 10 minutes to come down and get our heartbeat and breathing back to normal. Tanja was the first to get up, to allow me to breathe normally again while Fiona pulled off my cock. I felt most of my cum drip out of her cunt onto my stomach. When she got up she grabbed a towel and handed it to me to dry off while she dried herself with another.
“Care for a shower Lew?” she asked.
“Don’t mind if I do dear, certainly if you join me,” I replied.
“Tanja, can you keep yourself busy while we shower?” Fiona asked.
“I can browse and see if there is anything that would be interesting for me to buy for the club, so go right ahead, we want Lew clean to try on his gear for the evening don’t we?”
“Yes that’s true you still need to try on the clothing Tanja chose for you.”
Fiona took my hand and led me through another door into a big bathroom. Obviously, this was not the only time activities had gone on in this Walhalla of sex requiring a cleanup. After the shower, during which, I was able to fully enjoy Fiona’s gorgeous body, both visually and with my hands, we dried with nice warm fluffy towels and joined Tanja again.
“And?” Fiona asked, “find anything interesting for the club?”
“There are a few things I would like to get yes, but I’ll come back to you on that another time, first let’s get my co-host dressed for the occasion. I found this underwear, shirt, and pants for you, I hope I’ve got the right size,” Tanja said while handing me the items. The boxer shorts were nothing really special, black with small silver hearts printed on them, the shirt was some sort of wet look thing, also black of course, I only hoped that I wouldn’t sweat too much in it during the event but for the rest, it was OK.
The pants were made of fine leather. I tried them on and they fit like a glove and felt pretty comfy. It was the first time in my life I ever wore leather pants. Oh no, I forgot when I was a kid my mother had bought me once a pair of “Lederhosen” in Austria, you know the type the Austrian guys wear when they do their traditional Schuhplattler dances hitting their pants, shoes, and legs.
It was already dark when we came out of the shop and when I looked at my watch it was past 7 in the evening, we had been more than 4 hours in that shop – well time flies when you’re having fun.
“Happy Lew?” Tanja asked when we were driving back home.
“Yes, I never expected to have sex with two gorgeous women choosing an outfit for a New Year’s party and I must say your outfit is out of this world, I am sure you will steal the show that evening.”
“You like it?”
“Yes, absolutely though it took you a while to come up with the right one didn’t it?”
“Not really…I have a confession to make.”
“You do?”
“Yes, I designed the dress myself and asked Fiona to have it made to measure, but I wanted to make sure you, being a man of taste, liked it before I would wear it during the event. I would have bought it whatever the outcome, but if you hadn’t liked it I would have buried it in my closet.”
“Believe me, you look fabulous in it, you’ll be the envy of all the women at the party.”
“Thanks, Lew, I appreciate it and I hope you will have a smashing time during the party as well. You read my instructions concerning the photos?”
“Yes, nothing really special there, I guarantee total discretion as usual.”
“I know you will.”
“What time do you want me to be there?”
“I think if you come by 7 it will be OK, the guests are invited for 8, and knowing my crowd they’ll start arriving around 9. I have planned a small private meal just for the staff before the whole thing starts. I don’t want anybody to faint from hunger.”
“You are always so thoughtful and concerned about the people that work for you, if I didn’t know better I would never imagine you as a Dom…Anything else I need to know?”
“There is one thing I’m going to suggest and that is that we orgasm all together on the strike of 12, I think that would be a great way to start the new year.”
“Absolutely, I love it, can I orgasm together with you then as co-host?”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Where can I drop you?”
“At the club, my car is there and I can drive home from there.”
“Excellent, see you on the 31st then, at 7.”
Finally Thursday the 31st of December arrived. I had still been fairly busy in the shop with people passing by to make a last-minute purchase or picking up calendars with their own photos or photobooks as gifts, so when I closed the shop at 5; I was rather tired, but I had 2 hours to rest and get ready for Tanja’s great event. It’s a good thing I don’t have to go very far, just downstairs.
I took a nap and to make sure I didn’t sleep too long I set my alarm for 6:30 which would give me enough time to take a shower, shave and get dressed.
At five to seven I walked outside to the official entrance of the club at the back of the studio. When I came downstairs Tanja was already walking about very nervously, giving last-minute instructions to the staff. I walked up to her and hugged her.
“Calm down, relax, everything will work out fine,” I whispered in her ear.
“Thank God you’re here, my nerves are killing me.
I turned her around and gave her back a rub, and massaged her neck and shoulders, I felt her relax a bit.
Then I looked at her and I was puzzled, she wore a black T-shirt and a pair of black jeans.
“Where’s your outfit for tonight? Don’t tell me you changed your mind?”
‘No, no, I’ve got it in one of the dressing rooms, I’ll put it on when we’re done eating, it also needs special make-up and I can’t put that on when I still have to eat and drink.”
“You mean you’re not going to eat or drink the rest of the evening?”
“Eat, no, and I can drink using a straw, which won’t ruin my lipstick.”
She gathered the staff and we went into the dressing room where she also kept her outfit to have a light meal. The costumes of the staff were also there for them to put on after the meal. Half an hour later when we were done eating all the girls started to undress to put their outfits on so I left them to it. I didn’t want to be cooped up in a small room with half a dozen naked females. I went outside and did the rounds of the cellar to check where I could best position myself to take photos.
I hid photo cameras in different places so I didn’t have to carry them around with me all the time. I also checked the hidden video cams to make sure they all worked fine. It was not really necessary as I had seen Jack do the same thing half an hour ago when I came in, but better safe than sorry.
Tanja had told me Jack was doing a special act tonight, in fact, it would be a double act. Not only will he be tying up his beloved sub, Elisa but also a new girl. I was told she was very special. This was the first time I saw Jack after I won his sub, Elisa for 24 hours in London and I wasn’t sure if she told him about that.
“Jack, can I have a word?”
“You wanna tell me about your 24 hours slavery of Elisa you won in London? I know all about it, and I hope you will make her pay.”
“Why’s that?”
“She’s not supposed to participate in wagers like that without my knowing about it or my approval, so I was pretty upset when she told me when she came back from her trip. I tanned her hide seriously and I want you to do the same, don’t spare her Lew; I want her butt and back dark red and for her to have a serious problem, for at least a week, sitting down after she visits you. If you don’t I will when she comes back.”
“You know me, Jack, I do have a problem hurting women, and I would like to plead in her favor that she was not alone, she was sucked into this game by the other two who had convinced her they couldn’t lose.”
“Even then she’s not supposed to engage in those kinds of things, but yes sometimes she does on the spur of the moment, must be her Latino roots.”
“Tell me about it, I deal with her sister almost every day, but OK I’ll do my best to discipline her, I heard you’re doing a special act tonight?”
“Yes, I hope you’ll take plenty of pictures, it starts at 11. To make sure I get it all in detail, I also have two video cams from different angles focusing on the spot.”
“For the photos, you can count on me, my friend, but please be lenient concerning Elisa’s butt and back.”
“OK, I’ll be lenient seeing it’s you that asks me.”
“Thanks.”
I went looking for Tanja as the opening time was approaching rapidly. As predicted we were almost bored out of our minds before the first guests started to arrive a bit before 9. Everyone that came in complemented Tanja on her stunning outfit, well the men mostly did, the women looked envious and with Argus’s eyes at her. By 10 most of the guests had arrived and had already had a few drinks so the party really started to get going. I told Tanja I was going to do a photography round.
I had seen a few guests with a red collar, but most of them had black or no collar at all and were already in different stages of undress. Lots of leather, both on men and women, some men had a black or metal collar around the neck of their sub with a leash attached to it. When I came to the St. Andrew’s cross a full-bodied but gorgeous naked woman was attached to it and her Master was happily flogging her huge boobs and abdomen with a multi-strap flogger, she was smiling.
When he began to concentrate on her pussy specifically aiming for her clit I saw her face scrunch up a bit, she also began to give small screams with every hit. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter though and after about 15 hits she cried out, shivering all over, completely in the throes of an orgasm. When he detached her shortly after she kissed him full on the mouth, sunk to her knees, and took his hard cock deep in her mouth probably to thank him. While she was doing that he beckoned me and whispered, “can I have copies of those?”
I nodded, took out a felt pen, and wrote S10 on the woman’s back while telling him that he needed to give me that number when he ordered his prints from the shop. I knew the S stood for St. Andrew’s cross, but they didn’t of course, or even couldn’t care less, but for me, later on, it made it much easier to find the required photos. Wandering further around, I came to the gyno chair. A guy had his skinny girlfriend tightly strapped in, her feet in the stirrups and secured by duct tape the same as her hands on the armrests. To make sure she couldn’t move an inch he also had tape over her abdomen and all around the back of the chair. He had also put a ball gag in her mouth, and secured her head with a strap around it.
I wondered what he had in mind securing her so tightly and making it difficult for her to cry out. Must be something really painful he had in mind. I saw him grab a pair of forceps without padding, which would indeed be far more painful than the padded variety. When he applied one to the right nipple, which he first had sucked on to make it bigger, I saw the woman’s face make a painful grimace.
She adjusted quickly, however, ready for her other nipple to be clamped in a similar way. Next, he stuck some small self-adhesive pads with a thin wire to the underside of her tits and connected the wires to a small handheld device. He turned the knob on the device and I saw the woman tense up as an electric current was running through her boobs and body. He put the device down, but judging by her face and reactions, he left the current on.
He then picked up a Wartenburg wheel and applied it to the inside of one of her lower legs, slowly moving upwards over her inner thighs towards her moist pussy. When he arrived there, he began to move the wheel up and down over her cunt lips, pushing extra hard when he hit her clit. When he had finished torturing her with the wheel, he grabbed a metallic-looking dildo, again with a thin wire sticking out of it, and plugged it also into the control box.
He slid this quickly into her wet hole, and immediately her face contorted in a painful grimace as she felt the electric current deep in her oozing cunt. I never liked it when they use electricity to torture women, so I moved quickly on, but not before writing G11 on her abdomen, just in case he wanted photographic proof of his games.
I moved now to a more pleasant device, at least in my opinion, the sex swing. An elderly woman was occupying it with her husband happily fucking away, letting his penis come out completely when she swung backward and shoving it in deep when she came back. Suddenly, somebody whispered in my ear, “these are our oldest members.” I looked sideways and saw a red-collared, masked woman. The voice sounded familiar but I had a bit of a problem recognizing her with all the background noise until I took a good look at her outfit.
“Astrid, what a pleasure to see you.”
“You recognized me?”
“Who can forget such a divine body, darling.”
“Flatterer!”
“No it’s true, I’m in love with your body, but hey tell me more about these people.”
“As I mentioned, they’re our oldest members, he’s 75 and she’s 73.”
“No way, with her looks, she can’t be 73, she’s got gorgeous boobs, small but so perky. Although I wonder what the brown color on and around her nipples is.”
“That’s chocolate.”
“What do you mean chocolate?”
“He just loves chocolate and he always puts one of these small chocolate tablets, the ones they sometimes give you with a cup of coffee, on each and when they melt, chocolate melts at body temperature as you know, he licks it off of her, hence a brown halo remains around her nipples and his mouth.”
“But it can’t just be because he puts chocolate on her tits that they remain so perky and firm?”
“No, he always comes on her titties and she rubs it in like a body lotion and she claims that it’s this what keeps them so firm and youthful.”
“That’s nice and kinky, maybe something I need to try on your tits as well? Or should I discuss it with Bethany, she, as a beautician, ought to know about these things.”
“Maybe you should, but it doesn’t stop there, around Easter he loves to slide these small chocolate Easter eggs in her pussy and when they have melted, he sucks the chocolate out of her like a vacuum cleaner and makes her cum as you’ve never seen before.”
“More chocolate fun, I love it, can I book a date with you for Easter?”
“You don’t have to wait that long, I love my pussy being eaten any time of the year, with or without chocolate.”
“I bet you do, you know what, I’ll eat your pussy a bit before midnight and make you come. Unfortunately, I can’t do it on the stroke of 12, as I promised Tanja to make her cum at midnight to celebrate the new year.”
“I’ll hold you to your promise though, I’ll find someone else to do me at midnight!”
“But back to you, are you here alone?”
“Yes.”
“I can’t let that happen, I feel it is my duty to entertain you. What would you like? A flogging, some nipple torture, forced orgasm with a magic wand, you name it and I’ll be happy to provide it for you, or should I just tie you up and have my way with you?”
“I leave it up to you Lew, you know that I love all of the above.”
I grabbed the leash that was attached to her “no photos” red collar and led her to a quiet corner of the room, fixed the leash to a ring in the wall, and commanded her to put both hands high above her head against the wall and spread her legs. She immediately complied.
The first thing I did was admire her festive outfit demonstrating her excellent taste in clothing, kinky or otherwise. Starting from the bottom, I always like to start from the bottom, she wore killer heels from the famous red sole brand, her feet, and legs encased in black stay-up nylons with a season-themed pattern leaving an enticing patch of naked flesh from the top to her black micro shorts, cut so close it showed the underside of her butt cheeks. The top came just above her pubic area, and when she moved you could sometimes see a tiny part of the landing strip she still had. This way her abdomen was completely exposed to just under her boobs.
Her top, very loose, was made of black see-through material with slightly darker stars woven into it more or less covering her nipps. From there it fell straight down showing sometimes a bit of underboob when she moved and certainly now with her arms raised above her head. The mask she wore was again made of black lace in the shape of a butterfly.
On the way to where I had her now attached, I had picked up a couple of floggers which I began to swirl in the air making circles and coming closer and closer to my most preferred part of the female body her abdomen and stomach. When I touched her there with the flogger, she drew her stomach in, hollowing it. She looked gorgeous. I kept hitting her with the leather straps of the flogger until her center slowly but surely began to pink up. I instructed her to turn so I could turn the middle part of her back in the same color. The back of her thighs was the next part to be tickled by the floggers, though I had to be careful not to damage her stockings.
By this time I had gathered a small audience so I instructed her to turn again, approached her, grabbed the bottom of her top, and lifted it, exposing her tits. I told her to hold it up by stretching it outward with her upper arms. This worked like a blindfold but also made her totally unrecognizable to the bystanders. Her C-cup boobs stood out firmly crowned with her little darker-colored smallish areolae and hard-as-nails nipples. The way they pointed at me they were begging to be clamped. But first, they needed a flogging which I gladly delegated to one of the guys next to me, while I went looking for a pair of Japanese butterfly nipple clamps which I easily found in one of the nearby cupboards. The clamps were connected with a small silver chain, and I immediately applied them to her tender nipps. She gave a small yelp followed by a moan.
Another guy handed me a couple of small weights which I attached to the chain, thus pulling her nipples painfully downward. I looked around and mimicked taking her shorts down. Everybody nodded yes or gave me a thumbs up. I grabbed the top button of her shorts and felt her pulling away.
“Are you denying me the pleasure of unveiling your cunt slave?”
“No Master…you startled me, I love it when you play with my pussy.”
“Very good slave, close your legs so I can slide this garment down.”
She complied and after pulling down the zipper, I could easily slide her shorts down her legs revealing gorgeous, crotchless, tiny black lace panties. She lifted one foot followed by the other without me even asking, so I could remove the shorts completely, after which she opened her legs again giving me easy access to her moist pussy. As the panties were crotchless, there was no need to remove them, besides it was far more enticing this way.
I slipped a finger in through the opening, sliding it up and down her snatch. At the bottom, I slipped my finger into her vagina, drawing a moan from her upper lips. As I’m not so much into this pain stuff my ultimate goal was to make her orgasm in front of the audience. A second finger quickly followed the first, sliding in as deep as I could, and I started to tickle the spongy area at the top in front, the illustrious G-spot. I had wondered where the name came from until I looked it up.
Apparently, it was named after a German gynecologist Ernst Gräfenberg in 1981. Till today the jury is still out on whether it really exists or not, but if it doesn’t it sure helps to make women squirt when it’s stimulated, so that’s where my fingers were heading. I wanted to surprise the bystanders by giving them a squirting shower from my beloved Astrid.
The more I made the come hither motion on the sensitive area, the harder she began to moan, pushing her cunt harder against my hand. My thumb was stimulating her clit at the same time to try and give her the best of both worlds. I motioned to one of the guys to play with the weights attached to the nipple chain adding their stimulation to the mix and sending further tremors rippling down straight to her clit. The moans turned into groans of pleasure, alternated with high-pitched exultations of pleasure.
From her body movements, I could see that an orgasm was slowly building inside of her contorting body, when all of a sudden a torrent of searing pleasure burned through her, causing her body to convulse as she arched her back and then stuck her breasts out while tightening her stomach. I felt her pussy contract hard on my fingers which I pulled out quickly as she began to squirt, spraying the bystanders. They jumped back as her hot girl juice hit them.
When Astrid orgasms, every muscle in her body tenses and releases in sexual bliss as the waves wash over her in repeated tides that don’t die away immediately.
In the end, her knees turned as soft as melted marshmallows and she began to sink to the floor. I quickly untied the leash to ensure she didn’t accidentally hang herself.
When she was on the floor, I picked her up and took her to one of the dressing rooms to recover. After all, I had promised her I would make her orgasm just before midnight. When I had laid her down on the bed and removed her nipple clamps she looked at me with a big smile on her face and mouthed, “thank you.”
Leaving her to recover, I went back to the main room to cover the other setups and displays and take some pictures there as well. The next thing that caught my attention were two naked female bodies close together suspended from the ceiling and blindfolded. They were so close I almost missed the flexible dildo that connected their pussies. Coming closer, I immediately recognized that Brazilian ass belonging to my favorite job student Jada and Tanja’s sub, Vag, who were on display.
As they were exactly the same size, their boobs looked as if they were kissing each other, Jada’s sizeable C-cups against Vag’s tiny double-A cups. Both were attached to a spreader bar at the top and one at the bottom holding their arms and legs wide open forming a big X. There were about 5 guys around them, each equipped with a flogger hitting them all over their hot bodies. Their skin had already turned a darker pink and they were moaning and French kissing each other, both reaching for a joint orgasm.
I couldn’t resist taking a large number of photos. As I walked away, I heard whimpers and squeals of pleasure erupting from their lips as they came. A small pool of female juices was slowly forming under each spread pussy.
Continuing my walk I arrived at one of the various contraptions used for spanking and flogging. This one was a big wooden half-barrel with a naked female, I had never seen before, on top, bent over it backward, with her boobs, abdomen, and sexy shaved pussy beautifully on display. Her cuffed hands and feet were secured to rings mounted on the floor, and her long beautiful auburn hair fell in a waterfall down to the concrete.
Two guys were busy flogging her body, one concentrating on her big boobs and the other on her pubic area. As neither of the participants was wearing a red collar I snapped away, also doing some video footage. The woman was moaning and groaning, alternating with a high-pitched yelp every time a flogger hit her luscious body a bit harder.
One of the guys had put his flogger down and grabbed a magic wand which he applied to her already dripping pussy, forcing her quickly to orgasm. When she did, she shrieked like a banshee, but he continued pushing the device on her clit at top speed. She tried to get away from it but her restraints didn’t let her. She was breathing like a steam engine going at full speed. The guy with the wand was determined to keep her orgasm going while the other clearly wanted to turn her tits dark red as he kept flogging them hard.
Moving on I ran into a more familiar person, my preferred mannequin and model Linda. She was displayed exactly the way she had been displayed at the inauguration, totally naked of course, standing on her toes on one foot in a vertical split position with both her arms and one leg all tied together with ropes high up in the air.
A man was sitting on his knees in front of her, going to town on her wide open cunt with his mouth and fingers, while another was standing behind her, mauling her tits, with his cock buried deep in her ass. As she was blindfolded, she couldn’t see me, and neither could she speak because of the bright red ball gag in her mouth secured with a leather strap around her head. I took a few shots, making sure the guys, both of whom were wearing red collars, could not be recognized.
Tanja had outdone herself with the decorations. On one of the walls, a beautiful scene was created featuring two gorgeous naked females and a mirror. The girls were suspended on each side of the mirror their hands high above their heads secured in black metal cuffs screwed to the wall. Their ankles were attached with black metal cuffs joined to two chains going upward to the bottom of, what looked like, two black metal ornate coat hangers attached to the wall just behind their lower backs. The parts sticking out from the wall were connected in the front with a black metal plate making them arch their backs pushing their abdomens forward. The whole scene was completed by a small table attached to the wall below the mirror on which two burning candles had been placed. The whole thing looked as if it had come from a medieval castle.
I returned to Tanja to see if I could be of assistance as co-host.
“Everything under control Tanja, need any help?” I asked.
“Yes, and no.”
“What do you mean, yes and no?”
“Yes to your first question and no to your second, you’re free to wander around and enjoy yourself.”
“Lovely…by the way was Maggy invited to the party?”
“Yes and she’s here, I saw her come in together with a man, one of our members, they must be playing somewhere. When you do the rounds you will certainly bump into them, you know she loves the more extreme things, so maybe you’ll find her somewhere attached to one of the spanking banks. Oh look she’s over there in the far corner, next to the medieval section.”
I headed in the direction pointed out by Tanja, and yes I saw Maggy standing together with a man, their arms around each other’s backs watching a girl who was in a reverse suspended position being toyed with by her dom.
Standing behind them I whispered in Maggy’s ear, “wouldn’t you like to be in her place?”
Startled Maggy turned to see who was whispering in her ear, “Lew it’s you, Oh my God you startled me.
“I’m sorry Maggy, I just wanted to say hello.”
“That’s OK.”
“I see you’re not alone?”
“Oh God yes, you don’t know, this is Andy, he’s my friend, Andy, this is the Lew I’ve been telling you about.”
“Nice to make your acquaintance Lew, Maggy told me a lot about you, but I already knew who you were from Tanja.”
“I hope neither of them told you any of my secrets?”
“Tanja told me you were her landlord for the club, but that’s not really a secret anymore and as for what secrets concern Maggy, I think you can tell me a thing or two about her.”
“I guess you know by now about her kink?”
“That’s how we met,” Maggy interjected, “you know that I was offered a year of free membership by Tanja?”
“I didn’t know if she had actually done it.”
“So you did know about it?”
“I suggested it to Tanja after your visit together with Grace.
“So basically it’s you I have to thank for this free membership?”
“No, Tanja and Jack decided to give it to you after your performance, I merely suggested it, but have you actually participated in any play here yet?”
“Yes and that’s how I met Andy, he is in the same position as I am, a widower, who lost his wife also to cancer and they also were big fans of the lifestyle like I and my late husband were.”
“Wonderful, I’m so happy for you Maggy.”
“Yes, but only that you don’t have to take me to the club anymore…”
“No, I loved to bring you here but yes, now I don’t have to do it regularly, but tell me do you both like the same things?”
“Oh yes, I love it when Andy takes me on a pain/pleasure journey and he loves to do it, and furthermore he’s good at it, I would say he’s even better at it than my late husband, and if you don’t mind, you, he knows exactly which buttons to push not afraid to give me the pain I need to reach the greatest orgasms.”
“So what are you waiting for to get started?”
“We’re waiting for the St. Andrews cross to become available, we booked it for 11 and it’s almost our time now, so enjoy yourself tonight, and don’t forget to orgasm at midnight.”
“I won’t, I would have loved to do it with you but I see someone beat me to it…” I said with a chuckle.
“I’m sure you already have a partner.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Anyone, we know?”
“Maybe…”
“Spoilsport!”
“I don’t play and tell, you know that Maggy.”
“Yes, you’re right, you’re always very discreet.”
“Hey, I see your thing is free, mind if I stick around and shoot some pictures?”
“Would you? I’d love that, how will I get them?”
I took out my felt pen and wrote S13 on top of one of Maggy’s big tits, “that’s your number.”
Maggy looked at it and smiled at me and proceeded to take up her position in front of the cross. I could now admire how she was dressed, it was so sexy. Black leather, of course, she wore a black bustier with cut-outs for her nipples then nothing until my gaze arrived at her cute belly button. Just below started a leather wraparound miniskirt attached with two leather straps like a belt. Before I could take a picture, the bustier was gone, Andy had removed it, and the skirt quickly followed. Maggy was now almost naked, except for the heels she wore, he let her keep them on. Very wise decision, a naked woman always looked so much better wearing heels, it’s a question of posture, it obliges them to stick their pubic area out to keep a better balance.
Andy proceeded to attach Maggy to the cross, after which he opened the canvas bag he had with him. A lot of the regular members only use their private equipment for reasons of safety and hygiene. The first thing he picked out was a couple of floggers which he began to swirl around before hitting Maggy’s thighs. From there he worked his way up, hitting her sexy body with the fine leather thongs, bypassing her face of course but ending on her lower arms which were high up on the cross. Maggy smiled all the time, clearly enjoying the flogging but also the attention she got from me and a couple of other onlookers who had joined me.
A few of them seemed to know Maggy, I guessed from previous performances at the club. She was a gorgeous woman with the most beautiful big tits. I think she was in the top 5 with the biggest boobs in the club. It’s a feast for the eyes to see them sway left and right as she moved on the cross. One of the guys addressed Andy, “are you going to clamp them? He asked While pointing at Maggy’s nipps. Andy looked at him and replied, “would you like that?”
“Absolutely.”
“Care to give me a hand?”
“Definitely – can I?”
I looked doubtful, a dom is usually not very keen on sharing his sub, but I quickly found out they knew each other and had played before.
“Which ones shall I use Andy?” the guy asked rummaging through Andy’s bag.
“Take the bamboo sticks, she loves those, they pinch fairly hard but don’t pull down.”
I saw the guy come up with two pairs of thin bamboo sticks with an elastic band at both ends. He pulled the sticks of one pair apart, slipped the opening over Maggy’s right nipple, and let them snap shut. Maggy gave a loud scream combined with a sharp intake of breath, which made her stomach pull in and her chest expand. Right at that point, I shot my picture. When I checked it her body looked tremendous. I wondered if I would get a repeat, and yes I did. He applied the second pair of sticks in exactly the same way with exactly the same effect and a very similar photo. Barely seconds later she was smiling again. I saw Andy and the guy deep in conversation, they seemed to know each other fairly well. Maggy observed them too but didn’t seem to care, on the contrary, I could almost read from her face she was looking forward to what they were going to do to her next.
Andy move back towards her, detached her from the cross, and took her to a special padded spanking bench. She was made to kneel on the supports for her legs, with her stomach on the higher part of the bench and her arms on the extension in front. Andy secured her ankles to the cuffs in the back and the other guy her hands in front. The position was completed by a leather strap across her upper and one across her lower back, both pulled very tight, hollowing her back so that her butt and pussy were sticking out. By doing that, her tits, including the nipple clamps, were also pressed hard against the bench. Andy completed the procedure by pulling the two parts her legs were attached to wide open. Both men walked around her each a flogger in hand with which they alternately hit her back, legs, butt, and shoulders until her complete backside, legs, and thighs were turning bright pink.
After about ten minutes of flogging, they admired their work, put the floggers down, and proceeded to undress. Both had hard cocks swinging from left to right as they walked around her to take up a position for their next game. Andy, who sported a seriously large dick, which I estimated to be a ten-incher, moved to her back and took up his position between her wide-open thighs. The other guy was average, a good 6 inches moved to her front. It was clear that they had a spit roast in mind. Andy put his hand between Maggy’s legs and rubbed her pussy.
I saw a couple of fingers disappear inside her. He gave her an intensive in-and-out rubbing resulting in her beginning to moan and groan. When he was satisfied he pulled out his fingers to check if she was well lubricated, licking his fingers to taste her. He then replaced his fingers with his cock with a satisfied smile. On Maggy’s front end the other guy presented his cock to Maggy’s face who obligingly opened her mouth wide to let him slide his flesh sword all the way in.
What followed was like a ballet, when Andy shoved his cock into her cunt, the other guy pulled his out of her mouth. They didn’t miss a beat, it was beautiful to look at, I couldn’t resist capturing this on video. They kept going for a good while getting Maggy closer and closer to an orgasm. Andy however seemed to be able to read Maggy’s bodily reactions pretty well as he stopped just shy of her going over the brink. He motioned to his partner in crime, who immediately understood what was to happen next, also pulling his cock out of her mouth.
They proceeded to untie Maggy and Andy sat down on the bench, pulling Maggy onto his lap. I wondered what they would do next. I didn’t need to wait very long as I saw Andy’s dick disappear between her legs which he spread obscenely wide holding them just under the back of her knees. It quickly became clear he had entered her backdoor leaving her pussy free and open for business. The other guy had moved in front of them and proceeded to DP her. With this guy in front of her, it was difficult to see Maggy’s face but when I moved a bit to the side I could see she was on the brink of a major orgasm, a raging inferno of lust.
A torrent of searing pleasure burned through her body causing it to convulse as she experienced a body-shuddering orgasm, her flat stomach undulating, while she shrieked and squealed like a banshee. This also made Andy reach his peak, filling her anal cavity with his cum, just the same as the guy pumping her hot cunt full of his even hotter sperm. All three of them looked and smelled like pure sex. I’d never before seen three people cum so violently at the same time. By this stage, the small crowd that had gathered around them burst spontaneously into applause. All three actors were oblivious to this outburst for the moment, as they were clearly on a different planet.
Andy fell on his back on the bench, with Maggy on top of him as a few last orgasmic shivers ran through her. As I walked away, the guy, whose name I still didn’t know, pulled his now soft cock out of Maggy’s cunt allowing his sperm combined with her own juices to flow out for all to see.
Next on my round, I came to the more medieval part of the cellar starting with a sturdy 8 feet tall vertical wooden pole, 15 inches square and strengthened at the bottom and top with metal plates bolted around it. In the middle, another beam was attached to it at 90°, also strengthened with bolted metal plates. On the horizontal beam, there was one naked female lying on her lower back, her hands secured by evil-looking metal cuffs below the horizontal beam. Her legs were wide open, high up in the air, and secured at the ankles with similar metal cuffs to a metal bar attached close to the top of the vertical wooden pole. In her mouth, she had a metal ring holding it open and attached with a leather strap around her head.
She just lay there, looking around a bit forlorn. As she was not wearing a red collar I took several shots of her. I felt sorry that nobody was playing with her, so I moved in front of her, bent down, and went to town on her juicy cunt. She clearly appreciated my attention, by giving me little telltale moans, accompanied by the sweetest whimpers as she shared her tangy-sweet taste with me. After I’d eaten and fingered her she was dripping like a faucet.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a big hard 10-inch cock next to my face, when I looked up it belonged to a hooded guy giving me the thumbs up. I moved my mouth away from her cunt and he shoved his cock in its place and a couple of fingers into her wide open mouth, resulting in high-pitched exultations of pleasure from the woman. As the guy wore a hood there was no problem in me taking some more pictures of her being fucked with this big cock.
I saw that Tanja had extended her Medieval section with a new contraption I had seen in Fiona’s shop. It was being used on a big elderly woman standing naked restrained in a wooden pillory with both hands and her head through the thick, heavy wooden panel which was suspended by chains from the ceiling. She was blindfolded and had tit tuggers attached to the large erect nipples which crowned her heavy breasts. I saw her master regularly turn the wingnut at the top of the contraption so that the pull on the actual clamps attached to her precious nubs increased every time, resulting in a small cry tumbling from her lips. Her master was shoving a dildo on a hard pole in and out of her dripping pussy. No red collar so I could video away.
There was also the metal cage that had been there since the opening but in which this time there was a naked man, his hands handcuffed to the top. He was wearing a latex hood covering his complete head with just a hole for his mouth and nose. His cock was encased in a small metal cage with nasty-looking spikes. His balls were tied at the top with a big black rubber band: they had already turned a sickly-looking purple. To complete his outfit, I saw he had a big black inflatable buttplug up his ass. His back and front were adorned with some fiery red whipping marks. I took some pictures, he was unrecognizable anyway but moved on quickly as this was not really my thing.
By that time it was already a bit past 11, so I quickly made my way to Jack’s show. A fairly big crowd had already gathered around his area. I saw that he was playing with his sub Elisa whom he had very beautifully tied up with his ropes. He had designed an intricate pattern using various colored ropes covering virtually her complete body but drawing special attention to her small perky breasts and cute tiny nipples.
She was sitting astride a wooden horse, which I guessed he had borrowed from the Medieval section. This is one of the most painful medieval devices ever designed by men, a lot depends on the edge of the top wooden plank the sub is sitting on, this one was relatively mild, being a bit rounded at the top, but still, it split her outer lips apart pressing hard into Elisa’s inner pussy lips.
The way she was perched on the wooden beam without any support for her feet, her full body weight was pushing her cunt and clit against the hard ridge. To make things worse, Jack had bound her arms tightly behind her, and they were pulled up high, making her bend forward and putting even more pressure on the top of her snatch and clit. As additional entertainment for the bystanders, he had attached small buckets to her ankles and encouraged the onlookers to throw coins in, increasing the weight and consequently the pressure on her pussy and clit.
A similar idea was in place on her tits with butterfly clamps on each nipple, and small plastic buckets attached to it. Again by filling the buckets up with coins, they would become heavier and the clamps would pinch harder. I saw various bystanders enjoying throwing coins in all four buckets adding to her torture. Jack had told me she herself had decided on the size of the buckets to be used – she took it like a trooper knowing that all the money gathered would be hers.
Jada had told me she and her sister were saving up for a trip home to visit the family in Brazil during the Summer vacation. After a while the buckets were full and her pussy looked fiery red from all the pressure with her nipps almost doubled in size since the start of the torment. Ten minutes after the last coin, Jack began to undo the buckets and let her descend from the wooden horse. He then attached her rope harness to a tackle and hoisted her up to remain on display while giving her pussy, which he had given a tender kiss in the process, a bit of a rest.
The next thing was his surprise act which everybody was looking forward to. Tanja brought a tiny, very young-looking completely naked girl forward. She looked like a child, but Tanja quickly took our fears away, “I would like to introduce you to Felicity, our youngest member, Felicity turned 18 last Christmas, yes indeed she was a Christmas baby when she was born and she is the only daughter of one of our most esteemed members and sponsors. Jack will demonstrate his Shibari art on her enticing body.
And enticing she was. She was 1.45m tall (4ft9in) and extremely thin, sporting a boyish figure with almost non-existent titties and areolae but very dark protruding nipples. Her skin was nearly translucent and she had extremely long almost white hair. She could, like Dawn, pose as Lady Godiva, but she looked like a real angel. She took a bow after Tanja’s introduction and then stood in front of Jack who was already waiting, his first rope in hand.
The first rope went around her neck and down her back, with her arms next to each other behind her, Jack began to weave the ropes in an intricate pattern, tying them down all the way to her wrists. He had used at least two lengths of rope to do that. Then he started again from her neck down the front, making first a sort of rope bra and then continuing down her front creating a row of diamond shapes from just below her boobs to her pussy.
It was then that I noticed she actually had a full bush, but her pubic hair was so white it almost didn’t show against her even whiter than white skin. From there he did a similar pattern design but with much smaller diamonds all along both of her legs. When that was finished he attached the suspension ropes to the rope harness which he then hooked up to the winch to hoist her up right next to Elisa. They looked fairy-like together both very thin, Elisa with her olive skin contrasting beautifully with Felicity and her extremely white complexion. As almost everybody had gathered for this show, he got tremendous applause.
I saw on my watch that it was now ten to twelve and high time for everyone to prepare for the joint orgasm at midnight. Tanja announced that we should start preparing with our chosen partner to welcome the new year 2010 with a mind-blowing orgasm as our own fireworks show. I didn’t have to look around, Tanja was right by my side ready to roll. We looked for a good place and found it on one of the small tables that had been used for eating and drinking but which were now conveniently cleared of all cutlery, plates, and glasses. I laid Tanja down, dropped to my knees, and began eating her pussy out like crazy.
In less than 5 minutes, she pulled me away, jumped off the table, and gobbled me up in her hot mouth, giving me the blow-job of all blowjobs. With one minute to spare, I stopped her, and in one fluid motion put her back on her feet, turned her around, sat her on the table, opened her legs, shoved my rock-hard cock balls deep into her welcoming pussy, and began to fuck her like a steam engine rubbing at the same time with my thumb over her clit. Astrid who was being fucked by the widowed father of Felicity started the countdown, urging us on to orgasm at the stroke of midnight.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year! she shouted in the throes of passion. Tanja and I also came, together with almost everybody else in the club, when she shouted Happy New Year after which we kissed one another feverishly. Some had cum a little earlier, and some were still pleasuring their partner but all lips were kissed with passion. The smell of sperm and girl juice became overwhelming. Looking around I saw that even the twins from the display with the mirror had descended and were feverishly sucking and licking each other in a passionate 69 position. Jack had brought his two bound girls down and was kissing his sub Elisa, while Felicity, still completely bound was kneeling, sucking his dick.
It’s a pity we couldn’t get this in the Guinness Book of Records, but I guess they wouldn’t be overly enthusiastic to record this kind of performance.
Most people started to make the rounds wishing their friends or acquaintances all the best. I too had my work cut out, first of course with Tanja, as her co-host and then I needed to find all the girls I had gotten to know in the past tremendous first year in my shop. So much had happened and I had made such interesting and sexy friends I couldn’t believe it.
The party ended around 3, first, the older folks left followed by the younger ones a half or an hour later probably going to other New-Year parties. By 4 only Tanja and myself were left, bushed but happy. While I was gathering my cameras Tanja was doing the rounds to check if everything that needed to be switched off was indeed switched off, unplugged, or blown out when it were candles, the last thing either of us wanted was a fire. Our eyes crossed and Tanja walked towards me, her hand went to the back of her neck and I heard a sort of ripping sound, must be the Velcro. She had undone the collar of her dress around her neck and let it go. As the collar was the only thing holding up the dress it began to slowly slide down her body, first revealing her enticing breasts to my eager eyes. With every step, she took in my direction the dress went lower, the opposite of my treacherous organ which was on the rise in my pants, which I had put back on after the midnight fireworks like Tanja had her dress. When the dress finally hit the floor she just stepped out of it in one fluid movement. Not missing a step, and now only dressed in her thigh-high boots and open-crotch panties she came closer and closer.
When we were face to face she kept on looking me straight in the eyes while her hands moved automatically to the button of my trousers, undid it, and pulled the zipper down. They went the same way her dress had gone which allowed me to step out of them. Next both her hands were at the top of my boxer shorts, pulling them down while dropping to her knees bringing her face to cock with my pleasure stick.
With one quick movement, she took it deep into her mouth turning it from semi to rock-hard in a matter of a few seconds. Once that was achieved she came up again and our eyes locked. She grabbed my rock-hard dick with one hand walking backward and guiding me to a nearby table, where she sat down on the edge, opened her legs wide, and pulled it to the entrance of her wet pussy.
“I think I deserve a final fuck with my co-host,” she said with a big smile moving her legs around my body and hooking her feet behind me while steadying herself with her arms around my neck.
What could I say? I also put my arms around her enticing body my hands on her butt, pushed my dick deep into the hot wet tunnel in front of it, and started pumping away as if it was the first time that evening, or should I say morning? Although we had lots of sex during the evening and night with various partners, it didn’t take us too long to come together, I couldn’t imagine a better way to close the festivities and start this hopefully wonderful second year in my photoshop.
When I got back upstairs, I dropped into my bed and went out like a light.