The Party Whore
by Suzanne SxySadist
One of my favorite slaves had admitted to a long time fantasy
involving forced bi-sexual acts among other things. I had
told him time and time again that as interesting as that sounded
it would be impossible in the context of a regular professional
session between us. First for the obvious legal reasons and
second cause off hand I didn't know any willing male subjects
to force him to service. That all changed when I was invited
to a very special party that a very dear friend of mine was
hosting. She had long been involved in the "swingers"
scene and although I really didn't care for that lifestyle
myself, I certainly respected not only freedom of choice but
also the courage it took to enjoy the things that they wished.
I told my little slave boy not to make any plans for this
particular evening... and that I had something very special
planned for him. I went on to tell him that if he chose to
accompany to this party that he would have absolutely no rights
as far as stopping any activity that I chose to allow to take
place. I assured him that all safe sex and health precautions
would be guaranteed and that I would see to it that no permanent
harm would come to him. He readily agreed! I further informed
him that I expected that he would be cleanly shaved in his
genital region and that I expected him to thoroughly cleanse
his bowels with an enema.
When the night of the party arrived, I had him meet me at
my dungeon, where I had him strip for my inspection. I looked
him over carefully then attached a thick leather collar and
leash to his throat, as well as placing his cock on the "gates
of hell". For anyone not familiar with this device it
is a series of rings that slip over the penis when flaccid
and will become increasingly tight and uncomfortable if an
erection occurs. I reminded him that this evening was not
about his pleasure... he was going to be in service to anyone
and everyone at the party in any and every way they wished.
I told him that he was forbidden to speak unless asked a direct
question, and then he was to be extremely polite and accommodating
of anything requested of him. I proceeded to slip blindfold
securely over his eyes and had him dress in jogging pants
and a jacket (the less and the easier to remove the better).
I drove us both to the location of the party and helped him
inside still blindfolded. I wanted him to have not only no
clue where he was but also to not be able to see who he would
be servicing. The suspense was building sweetly and once inside
I had him strip again then kneel in the foyer as I attached
cuffs to his wrists and ankles. I then fastened the wrist
cuffs to the ankle ones so that he could not stand up. I then
tugged at his leash and indicated that I wanted him to follow
me, by shuffling on his knees that way into the main room
where the party goers were already gathering. I glanced at
his cock and could already see that it was beginning to strain
against the steel rings. I smiled wickedly to myself and tugged
harder at the leash as I entered the room.
I was of course immediately greeted by several friends who
hadn't seen me in ages and we chatted a bit while the party
whore fidgeted nervously. I had him kneel beside me upright
and had him hold the end of the leash in his teeth while I
fixed myself a drink and greeted my friends. Several people
of course asked "What do we have here" and I told
them that I had brought a party favor along and that he was
to there to be used any way that anyone saw fir for the evening.
Several of my girlfriends "oohed" and "ahhed"
and a some even smiled wickedly as I saw them appraising his
lean muscular body. Oh yes, this was going to be a very interesting
Even though most of the people at the party were swingers,
there were a few people from the BDSM scene that I knew in
attendance and I always welcome an opportunity to kick off
some kinky fun. This evening would be no exception. I took
the leash end from the slaves lips and lead him, still blindly
scuffling along behind me on his knees to a padded table that
was close to the center of the room and helped him onto it.
I had brought along a set of urethral sounds with me, which
is an activity that this particular slut absolutely adored.
He had no idea I had brought the sounds with me, which are
a series of steel rods that are inserted into the penile shaft.
Generally we start with the smallest one and then gradually
use larger and larger diameter rods with plenty of lubricant,
until the urethra is stretched a bit. I am told that the sensation
is very bizarre but can be extremely pleasant as the rods
rub against and massage the prostrate gland from the inside.
After securely binding him to the table, I slipped on my
examination gloves and began to lube the end of the first
sound. I could see him squirming in anticipation as I began
to gently toy with that sensitive opening in his now very
hard cock. The flesh of his cock was now straining against
the metal rings of the "Gates" and I considered
taking it off but decided to let him suffer a bit more as
I began to very slowly slide the rod inside him. I watched
as his muscles tensed a bit, then slowly start to relax a
bit as that familiar sensation began to register. Further
and further I slid the rod inside him, I could feel it slipping
deeper into him as I held it steady but gently straight up.
A bit further, now I could feel it through his sac. Oh yes
it was very deep now. I gently withdrew it and flipped it
over to use the other, slightly wider side. I applied plenty
of lube once again and began to slide it inside as before.
A few people began to gather round to watch. One called out,
asking if it hurt. I nudged him, indicating he should respond
but he was having difficulty speaking at first. I withdrew
the rod and waited. He took a deep breath and replied that
"No, it feels wonderful." I smiled and reached for
the next size up... lubed it as always and began to slide
it inside him. This one was very slightly stretching his urethra.
He began to moan softly. I slid this one in as deeply as I
dare and began to very gently rock it back and forth inside
him. His breathing became a bit shallower and more rapid.
He was really enjoying this.
I leaned forward and whispered in his ear so that only he
could hear. "You like having all these people watch me
fuck your cock slut?" His cock jerked reflexively and
I had to hold it steady so he didn't send the rod flying or
drive it deeper. "Oh yes Mistress, thank you so much
Mistress." I smiled although he couldn't see, I was very
very fond of this little slave and I enjoyed pleasing and
tormenting him nearly as much as he enjoyed serving.
I withdrew the rod and flipped it to the other side... lubed
it like crazy and began to slide it in. This was really stretching
him. He was moaning quite loudly now. I glanced quickly at
the faces that had gathered around us. Some seemed fascinated,
some of the men looked ill, but none could take their eyes
off what I was doing.
My little slut was beginning to enjoy this way too much now
though and I decided it was far too early for him to orgasm
(I honestly hadn't yet decided if he would be allowed to at
all). So I cleaned the sounds and put them away and began
to untie him. Most of the crowd dispersed gradually but a
few lingered behind asking me questions about the procedure
they just witnessed. I had the sub get off the table and once
again assume his position kneeling at my feet while I answered
questions and chatted to the party guests.
At one point I became thirsty and I removed the blindfold
from him so that he could scuffle off on his hands and knees
with his leash in his teeth to get me a drink. While he was
gone, a male Dom that I know asked whether or not the slave
was bi sexual. I replied that he was there tonight to be used
by anyone and everyone, in anyway they wished as long as no
permanent harm comes to him. As the slave returned with my
drink, I made sure that the Dom had his back to my little
slave so that neither could get a good look at the others
face. I thought that for this first encounter the air of mystery
would be a delightful additional edge. I quickly slipped his
blindfold back on and led the party whore to kneel at my feet
before the Dom, then went on to say that I had been training
him to suck my strap on but that I really had no clue whether
he would be a good little cock sucker on a real one. I looked
down at him and he began to blush and drop his head. I asked
the Dom if he would like to have my slave suck his cock and
the Dom said he would very much like to spank him a bit first.
I reached down and took the leash from the slaves lips and
handed it to the Dom and said "Enjoy!". The slave
hesitated nervously but I could see his cock begin to twitch
again. Ahhh yes, he was frightened but excited. I liked him
in that state. The Dom took a few steps back toward the table
and ordered the slave to stand and bend over it. He did so
a bit too slowly for the gentleman's tastes and was rewarded
with a very loud and stinging swat to the ass for his slowness.
I took a seat close by so that I could see not only the slave's
face but his ass as well. I can tell a lot by the faces someone
makes... even with a blindfold on. The lips and sounds can
tell such a story it is amazing. First the Dom clipped my
slave's feet and ankles securely in place, then began to slowly
but steadily spank his firm ass as I watched. I was actually
becoming wet watching his sweet flesh become first pink then
more and more red, and listening to his moan and whimper with
increasing urgency as the strokes came harder and faster.
I waited for an opportunity where it seemed the Dom was taking
a slight break in the action to get up and stroll over and
casually drag my long nails across that sweet tender flesh.
His body shivered beneath my touch and I knew he was as horny
as I was at that moment. I got the Dom's attention and whispered
in his ear so that the slave couldn't hear my conspiring.
The Dom quickly agreed to my idea. I began by slipping on
a latex glove and grabbed a bottle of lube and began to let
it drop slowly down the crack of the slave's ass. He had no
idea it was me doing it and his ass began to squirm nervously.
I signaled to the Dom to say something while I pulled my strap
on out of my toy bag and got it on. My friend the Dom said
"I was told that I could use you any way I wish... and
I intend to do just that!! Just at the moment I slid behind
the slave and began to press the tip of the strap on against
his tight ass. Gently at first, just so that the very tip
was opening him up and sliding in... I again signaled the
Dom. "Get ready slut, here it comes!"
I slammed forward harder than I ever have and drive the entire
length of that dildo into the slave's ass. He wailed in response
and I could feel his body tighten but I just continued and
with drew slightly only to thrust it into him again! I let
it linger for a moment and gently rocked it back and forth
and his muscles slowly began to relax. I began to rock it
deeper and faster in and out of him... he was beginning to
enjoy it now, then suddenly I pulled out. I signaled to the
Dom that the slut needed something in his mouth now so he
went over and sat on the table spread eagle just out of reach
of the sub. I bent over beside the table and whispered in
my slave's ear "Do you like being the party whore baby?
What's it like to be fucked and used by anyone that wants
you? The slave just moaned in response and I grabbed him by
the hair on the back of his head and lifted his face off the
table. His lips opened invitingly and the Dom slid forward
and unzipped his pants. His now very hard cock (which was
much larger than I would have guessed sprang out of his fly
and I pushed the slave's lips close to it and told him to
make me proud of him.
The instant his lips touched warm flesh he began to greedily
lick and suck at that cock. I smiled as I saw the look of
ecstasy creep over the Dom's face and could hear the slurping
sucking noises coming from my slave's mouth. I began to again
slowly spank his very hot ass and said out loud. "Anyone
else want to use this slut's ass?" The slave kept sucking
the cock deeper and deeper but began to wiggle his ass invitingly.
Yes, he was quite a slut at heart! I noticed several people
watching but none stepped forth immediately to take advantage
of the offer so I repositioned the strap on for entry and
again slammed it into him. His muffled screams were turning
on the Dom as much as me so I kept banging away at his ass
with that big sweet cock.
The Dom was getting very close to orgasm now and he suddenly
grabbed the slave by the back of the head and began forcing
himself deeper and deeper into the slave's throat. I kept
filling him over and over with the strap on and asked him
if he liked being filled with cock. He moaned and squirmed
and bucked back against me and sucked that cock deeper and
harder. Then the Dom started to moan very loudly and then
before I knew it he suddenly pulled out and was spraying cum
all over the slave's face (and my blindfold I might add.).
I pulled the cock out of the slave's ass and gave him a wipe
up with a few wet naps, then slipped the strap on off. The
Dom was already off the table and butting is pants. He gave
me a respectful nod, smiled appreciatively and sauntered off
without a word to the sub. It had been understood that this
slave was property for the evening and not entitled to niceties
or thanks so that was fine. I removed the blindfold and made
the slave clean it for me and gave him a few minutes to compose
himself before I had him once again assume his position at
I saw him nervously glance around the room... trying to see
if he could determine whose cock was in his mouth moments
before but he could not. Having seen the clothing from behind
was not terribly helpful as black T shirts and jeans seems
to be standard issue for male Doms in the scene. My little
slut was feeling exactly as I had hoped for the evening, like
a piece of meat. His only purpose in the world for that night
was to be used and abused any way that amused me... fucked
and beaten, forced to suck cock or maybe eat pussy.. who knows..
the night was still very young and guests were still arriving.
decided I was very much relishing his awkwardness and that
I really wanted to exploit that feeling in him tonight. I
pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from my bag and handed
it to him. I instructed him to write in as large letters as
he could fit.. "I am a whore and painslut, please use
me!" on the paper. I placed a hood on him that had a
large opening for the mouth and led him to a very visible
corner where I had him kneel with his hands cuffs behind him
facing into the corner with his ass in the air and his nose
deep into the corner. I proceeded to tape the note to his
ass so that it was quite visible to anyone that came near.
told him I had a few things to do and that I would be away
for no more than an hour but that he should behave and do
whatever is asked of him until I return. He whimpered slightly
at the thought of no longer having me close to "protect"
him but knew that protesting would only annoy me. I left him
there, looking totally vulnerable and exposed with that inviting
message on his ass and went to the ladies room.
When I came out I saw a couple of people that I know standing
near my little offering and reading his note, laughing out
loud wickedly and considering the possibilities. One of my
best friends, and the beautiful hostess of the party, Mistress
Lady Lori, was there and I quietly slipped up to her and gave
her a huge hug but held my finger to my lips indicating a
"shhh". I didn't want my little friend to know I
was back in the area.
Suddenly I had a very wicked thought. Lori is nearly famous
for her "spanking game" and I know that this little
friend of mine was not familiar with it so I whispered to
Lori that she should give him a dose of it. She laughed and
quickly agreed, while also understanding that by making him
continue to think I was not nearby was adding to hid fear
"Well, well, well.. what have we here?" she began
to taunt. "A totally open and available ass for me to
beat huh? Isn't that just the loveliest thing in the world?"
The slave began to fidget nervously but said nothing. Lori
ordered him to stand up and lean into the wall presenting
his ass properly to her so she wouldn't have to bend. She
told him that she had a little game that she likes to play
with naughty pain sluts, and asked if he knew how to count
to 20. He naturally said "Yes, Ma'am.. I can count to
20 ma'am" (He is a very well trained and polite little
slut I am proud to say.) She said, "Good than this should
be easy for you. All you have to do is count off as I spank
you. 1 thank you ma'am 2 thank you ma'am 3 thank you ma'am..
all the way to 20. Sounds. simple right?" Yes, ma'am,
thank you ma'am" She said "Good!" and laughed
wickedly. She went on to explain that she would begin by using
a fairly stingy leather paddle but if he messed up... he would
get a much harder swat with a very large, thick wooden paddle
and then they would have to begin again at 1. "Understand
the rules?" "Yes, ma'am thank you ma'am." She
was delighted and smiled at me... I snickered silently to
myself cause I knew what was coming next.
She got out her two paddles and laid them close by on a chair
and began to run her long nails over is firm fuzzy ass, relishing
the moment. She asked him is he was ready as she picked up
the leather paddle and gently laid it against his flesh, letting
him feel the coolness of the leather that would soon be setting
his ass on fire. He politely said "Yes, ma'am I am ready
ma'am." She pulled the paddle back from his ass and was
just about to strike him with it and stopped. "Oh,"
she said, "I almost forgot to mention and important detail!"
"Detail, ma'am?" he asked curiously. "Yes,
a minor detail really... each cheek is to be counted separately..
so if I swat the right cheek twice then the left cheek for
example.. it would be 1 thank you ma'am, 2 thank you ma'am,
1 thank you ma'am. Got it?" He stammered for a second,
realizing this was not going to be as easy as he had first
thought, but managed a quiet almost whispered, "Yes,
ma'am I understand ma'am."
"Very good!" she smiled and began by suddenly swatting
his left cheek moderately hard. He blurts out quickly: "One
thank you ma'am!" Quickly, almost before he finishes
speaking she swats the left cheek again then the right cheek
once and back to the left cheek. He responds: "two thank
you ma'am, one thank you ma'am... ummm two .. I mean three
thank you ma'am!" Realizing he fucked up already his
voice trails off and he knows he is about to get a punishment
swat. Lori began to tsk tsk at him and tease him that he didn't
get very far into the game and that he is really going to
have to pay better attention if he hopes to win, but I know
he actually has no frigging chance of winning this game. No
ONE has EVER won the spanking game against Lady Lori!
Lori laid the leather paddle aside and lifted the big heavy
wooden one. This particular paddle is like a trade mark of
hers and has her name etched deeply into it. She lined it
up gently on his ass, letting him feel the surface area that
is about make contact. I saw my little subbie friend take
a deep breath and thought good, he's definitely going to need
it. Lori peeked over her shoulder to catch my eye and winked
at me, this wasn't going to be too bad after all, she is still
just toying with him. She drew back and swung with a fair
bit of force but nothing like I have seen her deliver in the
past. Even so, my little subbie friend cried out in surprise
and nearly bonked his head on the wall, but I could tell he
"Now, shall we try it again from the beginning?"
Lori asked in her sweetest voice and my very well behaved
little subbie friend replied, "Yes ma'am if it pleases
you ma'am" Lori looked over to me and made a cute face
as if to say "Aww isn't he sweet?" and I just smiled
proudly, he was very well trained and was doing wonderfully.
Lori again picked up the leather paddle and held it against
his warm pink ass letting him know they were about to begin.
She began by slowly swatting his right cheek twice the his
left cheek twice then each cheek once again. He was doing
very well, but she was going very slowly. As she started to
pick up the pace a little at a time and alternate cheeks a
bit faster, I could tell he was starting to stutter and get
nervous. He was going down fast. He had gotten all the way
up to like 10 on the right cheek and 12 on the left, when
Lori swatted him very quickly in rapid succession from one
cheek to the other so quickly I couldn't even tell what she
had done. He just whimpered and said "I am sorry ma'am
I have failed again." This time I know Lori will not
be so lenient on him.
to be continued...
Best wishes always Suzanne
"Sensual sadism is an artform... your body & soul
are my canvas"