I have no limits on the evening. I plan to let my girlfriends have their way with you. No matter what they want to do. I will tell them – the sky is the limit. I will show them how to fuck. I will show them the best positions. I will show them how we can take you, two at a time.
Hello my corporate slut,
The name of the game is DESIRE. Today I have been so heavily distracted by my own lust and needs, I really spent most of my time planning and preparing for your upcoming torment more than anything else. I hope you never tire of the fact that I spend a great deal of time and energy planning cruel, humiliating, and painful things to do to you. I do this, of course, because you are my property – and because I lust for you.
But enough of the pleasantries. By now, you should be on your knees. I expect that the mere appearance of my name in your email box has led to a painful erection, even more apparent because of the spikes I put into your chastity device. Oh, those nasty, painful spikes, I am sure they are digging ruthlessly into the tender flesh of your manhood. What does it matter – that cock is mine anyway, and what’s most important is that your arousal is always directly related back to me.
I mean, that’s why I had you shave all your pubic hair, shave your balls and your ass, and have you in such tight panties when you are not in chastity. It’s so that the moment there is a stirring in your crotch, the sweet, feminine feel of the panties comes over you, and you are faced with the fact, once again, that you cannot even control your own cock any longer. How incredible it would be for me to have a little meter on my desk that told me every single time you got hard. Don’t laugh, my whore, I know how often it is. It’s 97% of the time, I imagine. That’s why your chastity device is so important – because it assures me that you will not be taking liberties with my property.
My lust today is for simple, but effective humiliation. And I want to see just how much you can take. When you arrive home this evening I’ll have the gear assembled, and it may take you some time to change. I have elaborate lingerie for the start – some sexy lace stockings, pretty garters, high heels, and a matching bra and camisole. In addition, you are going to be put into my rubber straitjacket and fitted with both my favorite inflatable plug and inflatable gag – both cock shaped. Do you see where this is going?
There’s a blindfold you will need to wear also, and your ankles will be locked in the most unforgiving spreader bar. In this helpless, half-sissy, half-rubber-bound-whore state, you will be locked to the floor by your leather collar, a short length of chain connecting to the hidden eye bolt in the corner of the room. From that point on you’ll hold the position of ass in the air as my guests arrive.
Oh yes, the guests.
I should let you know that I have six girlfriends planning to come by this evening for a little holiday mixer. We’re going to exchange gifts a little early tonight, and they’ll have to walk right past you, ass up in the air, as they make their way to the main hall. Of course, this should illicit some giggles and a few comments, but you won’t know who they are, or who is coming – because you will be positioned with your face toward the floor, blindfolded, ass up, and plugged.
The reason I am using inflatables in both your ass and mouth is so you can participate in a little game I have prepared. What’s a party without games, after all? Once we finish exchanging pleasantries, the ladies will all join me in the room to each squeeze one of the bulbs. Of course, they can choose which one to inflate, and none of the ladies will know what the other selected. As you can imagine, all six pumps to one of the devices will leave either your ass splitting or your mouth so full you cannot breathe. Both would be absolutely, delightfully wicked. I think the whimpers would be loud enough to draw a lot of attention, and I’d have to explain to my lovely guests that you needed some relief. Actually, even half the pumps in each device would be so painful for you – because, of course, I get two pumps of my own, and I will be very careful which ones I select.
This is only the start of the evening for you, though, my whore. Once we have inflated my rubber toy completely and the champagne has set in, my girlfriends will each get to open the cutely decorated colored boxes I have for them. They will all open their gifts at the same time. You, of course, will be a few feet away, crouched down, collar locked to the floor, ass in the air, probably fully expanded thanks to the plug shoved deep inside you.
But by the laughter and gasps, perhaps you will know what the ladies are pulling out of their gift boxes at the same time. Each of them will be receiving their very own strap-on harness, each with a different shape and sized dildo. One of them is huge – more than 9 inches. One of them is short and very fat, with thick ridges. Two of them ejaculate. One of them has a built-in vibrator. So many tastes and designs! And you know what will happen once they are all open, I am sure. My lady friends will start to get adventurous and the real fun will begin.
You see, my slut, I have a special gift in store for each of the ladies in my life. I am giving them the gift of passion. They are soon going to see what it is like to feel the heavy buckles of the harness, feel the leather against their hips, feel the cock bobbing in front of them. They are going to get the rush of adrenalin and feel the warmth in their pussy as they watch their cock disappear into your ass for the first time. They will have the memory of participating in a real, authentic gang bang, a fantasy many women have but never admit. Only this time, you are going to be the whore, and we are going to be the ones in charge.
I have no limits on the evening. I plan to let my girlfriends have their way with you. No matter what they want to do. I will tell them – the sky is the limit. I will show them how to fuck. I will show them the best positions. I will show them how we can take you, two at a time. I will show them how I keep your cum stored in the freezer, for special nights like this, when I want to squirt it all over your face, or on my boots, and make you lick it all up.
I don’t know how long they will want to go. I don’t know how far they will want to take it. I just know that the person who is going to be the most turned on will be me. In fact, I am wet, even as I type this to you.
As for you? Well. I know you are going to have a long night. And something tells me, you are going to love every minute of it.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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