She then separated from him and went into the kitchen. This was her first dinner party she was allowed to help with or attend. It was very important for her to do a good job for her master. She grabbed the soup pot and headed out to the dining area once all of the guests had been seated. She greeted the first guest with a big smile and started to ladle soup into his bowl. He smiled back at her. She felt something graze her leg just under her skirt. Startled she let out a little gasp and stepped back away from the table, but was immediately greeted with a disconcerting look from her master. She swiftly stepped back to the table and graciously said “excuse me” and then ladled more soup. As she reached each guest she discovered a new surprise. Hands up her skirt pinch on her bottom, and someone even grabbed her breast. She was quickly discovering there was more to this ‘dinner party’ as she had first known or expected.
She went back to the kitchen, dropped off the soup bowl and started grabbing salad plates and placing them on trays. She was unsure of what to think, all of these strangers..looking at her, touching her. First she was embarrassed, but this was her masters will, she had to go thru with it, she had to be strong.
Heading out the door with the tray of salads she saw that the busboys had cleared off the bowls. One by one she placed a salad at each guests seat. This time they were more provocative. Standing up kissing her, pushing their hands down her top fondling her breasts, raising her skirt up high tasting her sweetness. Face red she forced a smile and moved on when they were done. Returning to the kitchen once more, breathing heavily, feeling dirty by being touched by everyone she started to cry but knew she had to pull it together. She was instructed to serve the first three dishes. She loaded up the next tray of dishes and forced herself back out the door. Again the salad plates had been removed and she started to deliver to each guest. This time the touching was minimized. She was thankful. Her master was the last plate she had to deliver. He took the tray from her and handed it to one of the other staff.
He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. He had not given her instructions after this point….yet.
He forced her to her knees and led her under the table. He then unzipped his pants. She knew what to do and went to it right away. She sucked, licked and caressed his cock. She continued until his seed went into her mouth and she swallowed like a good girl always should. He whispered under the table “Now go to everyone and give them the same service”
Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She slowly moved to the next person, and to her surprise he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She did not even know who’s cock she had in her mouth as she had not memorized the seating pattern. His warm cum covered the inside of her mouth and she swallowed again. Moved down a seat to a woman. At first she wasn’t sure what to do but the lady lifted her skirt and reached under the table grabbing Sarah’s hair and forcing her face into her pussy. To her surprise her taste and smell was sweet. The lips soft under her tongue. She could feel the womans hips rock back and forth as she worked her tongue on her clit and into her pussy. She found herself growing wet with excitement. She could hear the woman moan loudly into an orgasm and it made her feel content that she had did a good job. This continued around the table, she could hear plates being exchanged and feet of waiters walking to and from the table. She wondered if they knew she was under there and what she was being made to do. Finally she made it to the last guest under the table and then her hand was grabbed and she was led out from under the table. She looked deeply into her masters eyes, studying his face for approval. He grinned and grabbed her cheek and forced her head looking down towards the floor. She knew she was not supposed to look into his face but she just couldn’t help herself.
She was threw off guard when a bag was placed around her head and she was quickly hoisted off of her feet and thrown over what appeared to be someone’s shoulder. She could hear the sound of their shoes walking across the hallways. It sounded like a small herd of animals. Then she was delicately dropped into a soft chair. She was then was stood up stripped of her clothing and walked across the room. Her arms were guided into what felt like metal shackles and her legs and feet were raised off of the floor and secured down to some type of table. They took the bag off of her head and she looked around the room, everyone from the dinner party was there with their cocktails having conversations with each other like she was not even there.
She was totally exposed, nude and strung out for everyone to see. Her legs were spread and attached to what looked like pieces of a table with an opening in the middle, her waist was also secured down and her wrists were indeed in shackles attached to the other part of the table. Her breasts hung down thru an open part of the table. It was as if the table was designed for this exact reason.
She scanned the crowd and her eyes finally landed on her master. She peered out helplessly at him, hoping he would look over, hoping he would come to her aid. But he did not. She then felt someone touching her legs, running their hands over her thighs and then driving their fingers into her wet pussy. Two fingers at first….then three…then four…she tried to squirm as he stretched her tight pussy. He then went to her breasts…pulling and tugging on her nipples…then kissing and sucking on them. Then nibbling hard where he actually made her squeal. He worked his way up to her gorgeous mouth. He put in his fingers and told her to lick off her own juices. She did as she was told. Another man walked up to him and started talking.
“She will be a fun one to break in, very tight, very tender, very nice” he smiled at the other man as he said this.