Do it! Ch. 02

"I'll come for you," she told me...when it's time," She moved off then back into the crowd, though as she did, I once again saw Master heading towards me.

"You have your token?" he asked. I nodded slipping it inside a small pocket that that been purposely sewn into my gown. "Good, don't lose it, as you'll not be granted entrance without it," he informed me. Though admittance to where I did not know. "Find any of this arousing? Amusing?" he asked, "Enlightening?" he quickly added.

"Yes, admittedly, I have...Ma," but Ted cut me off. "Not here," he said sternly but softly. "Here you may in fact call me Ted, as though you are yourself a guest...understood?"

"Yes...Ted," I said enjoying the sound and ability to say that, it felt at least to me, a bit more intimate, more comfortable.

"Good, now then...feel like indulging me a bit?" he asked. "For my own personal amusement and reasonings?"

Maybe it was, perhaps that's really all it was, but even then I felt it to be a test, reminding myself that even what he'd asked me to do earlier, I'd found easy enough to do without being too nervous, or even queasy about having done it. And more so perhaps, for there being a reason behind doing so when I had.

"The woman over there wearing the green dress?" He said pointing her out to me. "Her husband as no idea that she enjoys attending these kinds of parties, but I have long been after seeking some way of making his acquaintance in business as he does have several investment properties I myself might be interested in. As I understand it...she is a bit of an exhibitionist herself, though only with other women, and only with those, which she likewise finds a mutual, sexual attraction towards. She was overheard a short while ago, commenting to another mutual friend of ours as regarding her interest in you."

I stood listening, wondering...what it was that he would no doubt soon ask me to do. And when he did...would I in fact be able to do it, whatever it was, though he continued on.

"As I understand it, she has a penchant for finger-fucking, though more precisely, for being finger-fucked, and for finger-fucking in front of a crowd looking on. She derives a great deal of pleasure out of doing that, and as so stated, said earlier on this evening, that so far...the only woman in the room she was even interested in doing something like that with...was you."

I stood waiting for the command, which never came, somewhat unnerved by his blatant use of the words, though hearing them spoken as they were arousing me a little. Even so, I was still toying with the turmoil I was suddenly feeling if he in fact told me to go...to do it! I turned, curiously, still waiting for the words. What he said instead surprised me.

"No, it's not a command, it's a request, and only if you feel comfortable enough in doing it." His eyes told me he was sincere when asking, his face soft not hard in making the request. It was indeed a genuine request, and not a command.

I was surprised at my own response. "You will of course introduce us?"

His look was a smile, plane and simply. "But of course."

Ted now escorted me towards her. Spotting our approach, she quickly terminated the conversation she'd been having with the small group of people standing nearby, though they remained where they were, perhaps curious, just as I now was.

"Ms, Daniel," he said introducing her to me, "I'd like you to meet a special acquaintance of mine, one as I've come to learn shares a certain particular enjoyment as I've heard you do," he said pointedly staring at her. "This is Maringa," he said calling me by the still somewhat unfamiliar sounding name.

"Pleasure to meet you," she said taking my hand. "And what might this mutual enjoyment be that we might indeed share?" she asked trying to remain coy as she said it.

"I'll let her be the one to show, or explain that to you herself," Ted told the woman. "Though I would ask...that perhaps afterwards? You might give me a moment or two of your time?"

She merely smiled, still trying to act coy, illusive perhaps.

"Ted? Would you mind helping me please, the zipper on my dress?" I now asked.

I didn't need to turn or look into his face, my eyes still focused on the woman standing there before me. In an instant I felt his hand on my back, grasping the small catch, slowly pulling it down as my gown easily began to part. Even as I felt it begin to come away off my shoulders, I stood there, forcing my mind to blur out all those around me, everyone but her as her eyes slowly took on a surprised knowing look. When it was down far enough, I shrugged, the gown falling easily away, all by itself. I now stood totally naked there in front of her. With my eyes still locked on to hers and no one else, I slowly brought up my hand, and as I did, I stepped, spreading my legs apart. Excitedly nervous, surprised at myself in what I was now doing, I eased a finger inside my split, allowing it to almost casually linger there for a moment, rubbing it up the furrow of my sex, and then lifting my hand upwards further towards my mouth. Here, I tasted myself, savoring the sweet succulent juices of my long wet and aroused pussy, as it had been so now for most of the night. I sucked my middle finger, and then replaced it back down between my legs, more fully exposing myself as her eyes followed the movement. I now proceeded to slowly, teasingly, and yet purposefully, finger myself while she stood there watching me do so.

I smiled inwardly when she suddenly reached back, unzipping herself, another man now jumping to her rescue, helping her out. She too, soon after, shrugging out of the gown she'd been wearing. And though she had on stockings, garters, she wore no panties or bra, and had easy access to herself as her own hands came down, gently spreading her pussy lips a part all the while now looking towards me.

All around us, people began gathering, though I caught only the briefest glimpses of who they might be. My attention focused, remaining on her, as I likewise spread myself even more invitingly than I had been. I had just caught both Deidra as well as Bella moving in off to one side, even an Attending on the other, as well as curiously enough, a Novice, brave enough, and curious herself in wanting to witness what was taking place. Along with Ted too of course, and many, many others.

It was odd in a way, and oddly quiet as well, as everyone quit talking now simply looking on watching the two of us. Like two gun-fighters squaring up in the street opposing one another in a way. Daniel, now pressing one, and then two fingers inside herself, easing them slowly in and out, and then as I had done, sucking them off, smiling at me suggestively. She then quite boldly reached down with both hands, purposely spreading herself, obscenely so. Her very hard, very extended clit now unsheathed, it's pink shiny head fully revealed as she seemed to enjoy standing there letting it show itself not only to me, but the crowd. I saw it for what it was, a challenge of sorts, and thus did so as well. I could sense as well as feel my own hard precious clit as it surfaced above the protective flesh of its hood. I saw her eyes as they in turn looked downwards towards me, knowing full well that my own clit was considered to be on the larger side of most. I could also without any difficulty, cause it to throb, to move, to pulsate in a way all by itself, which I now did, grinning inwardly as she stood there watching me do that. And then without thinking really, I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, my hands still firmly keeping myself spread apart, and pressed myself against her.

"Ever been...clit fucked?" I said. Her eyes opened wide in response to that, now stepping back slightly, her back against the couch, though I moved forward remaining with her even then. "Spread your pussy for me," I asked, though almost demanding it, speaking softly, my eyes still locked on hers, looking into her face. And even without looking down to watch her do so, I know that she did. I felt her hands brushing against my own briefly, and then felt the wetness of her folds now embracing my own. I moved, pressing against her, clit to clit as it were. I could feel the slippery slide of my own stiff little knot sliding up and down against hers. And as I did that, she at once responded back, likewise pushing, moving gyrating against me too. In seconds we weren't just finger-fucking ourselves, or even one another, but were in fact grinding cunts together, clit to clit in a most obscenely decadent way.

All about us where whispers of approval, some moans and groans which had now turned into lusty desires and no doubt mutual fondling taking place that now began to accompany the sexual dance we were sharing. I again thrust against her, my hand coming up to capture one of her breasts, my fingers almost cruelly capturing a nipple, pulling it and twisting it as I did so. She threw her head back, eyes closing, a small whimpering sound of pure lusty enjoyment escaping her lips as I did so.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me, please fuck me!" She begged, "Make me cum, make me cum now!" She cried out deliriously.

I was hovering on the edge myself, though fought for control. As slick and as slippery as she was, the sensation of her own sweet juices mingling with my own almost made me release with the pure simple pleasure of it. I held on however, still focused on her eyes, her face as she opened her own looking back, she came...crying out, almost screaming with her pleasure as I now reached down. Cramming two fingers in her cunt, I impaled her holding on, once again squeezing her breast, twisting it with my other hand as she came again, and then again. Pummeling her pussy furiously now, she finally reached the penultimate level of orgasmic bliss, collapsing down to her knees whimpering like an injured puppy. I stepped away, only now seeing the semi-shocked, yet obviously appreciated looks on everyone's faces. It was an odd feeling for me, a sense of power as I reached down stepping back into my gown pulling it up once again. We had been doing that for nearly thirty minutes, though it felt like we'd hardly gotten started by the time I had slipped back into my dress.

Somehow I knew by not actually climaxing, letting go myself, that I had gained some measure of favor, the look of pride on Master's face told me all that and more in an instant. Even Bella and Deidra looked on as though mother's taking pride in a daughter's performance at school. Bella walking over now, re-zipping my gown helping to straighten it as Daniel only then managed to pull herself up again, standing.

"When you've had a moment or two, to collect yourself," Ted smiled. She still couldn't talk, winded still, but she nodded her head in acquiescence. As he turned, Master again gave me the briefest of satisfied looks, and then walked away.

"I'm looking forward to sucking that clit," Bella whispered as she and Deidra then led me away back over towards the bar. I smiled seeing that a nice dry martini sat waiting for me.

**

It was almost time. Minutes later Deidra came for me. "Still got your coin?" she asked. I did showing it to her. "Good...follow me," she then stated as we left the main chamber where a good many people remained, some still actively fucking, or engaged in some other sexual activity, others milling about watching. I remained silent as Deidra then led me down a more familiar hallway, passing the kitchen area I'd seen earlier during my tour. She stopped in front of what I at first thought was some sort of a storage or pantry area, she knocked, knocked again, and the sound of the door being unlocked from the other side could be heard. I was a bit surprised to find a big burly guard standing on the other side. Even Deidra handed him a coin which he thoroughly inspected before letting her in, then asking me for mine too, doing the same.

After we had entered, I asked her. "Why all the security, secrecy?" I asked.

"You'll see soon enough...but fact of the matter is, a while back some nosy reporter managed to bluff his way into and onto the estate pretending to be someone else. He hung around trying to get the goods on a particular Senator he'd seen arrive, and made it all the way to the place we'll soon be going to," she told me. "After that happened, Master made it mandatory that no one else ever be admitted without having one of those coins," she said, "which are only handed out by us to specific invited people. Even the guards Master's hired don't know any of us, so it's for added security to ensure they check each and every single person coming in to make sure they're doing their jobs," she finished.

"So whatever happened to the reporter?"

"You don't want to know," she said simply leading me towards another door.

Beyond that first security room, we then entered another, though now there were others already inside waiting there. A total of six others not including Deidra or myself, two of which still had some sort of masks on hiding their identity. I noticed as well they all wore similar, though comfortable looking robes, much like large fluffy bathrobes and nothing else.

"We change here," she told me and then began doing so, taking one of the clean folded robes off a nearby table, hanging up her dress on an available hook as I followed. Though it still felt a little strange undressing in front of total strangers, after what I'd just finished doing a short time ago, it almost felt normal doing so. We then sat down next to the other couples, three men...three women.

"Now what?"

"We wait, Bella will be here soon, then she and I will lead the rest of you...blind-folded, to where we're going next."

"Blind folded?" Deidra laughed.

"Yes...this time at least for you, perhaps by the next time we do this, you won't have to be. But for now..." she said as just then the door opened, Bella walking in carrying several pairs of blindfolds and hoods.

"If each one of you will put these on for us please?" She asked handing them out. "Mistress Deidra and I will then lead you out from here," she told everyone.

I too dawned my covering, totally unable to see as I stood up, some sort of a line being given to me, asked to hold onto it and follow along as we were now led out from the room through yet another doorway.

I was surprised when I felt the coolness of the night air suddenly caressing my face.

"We're outside," Deidra whispered walking directly behind me with Bella no doubt leading the line of followers. "In a moment, we'll be going down a short flight of stairs, you'll find railings on either side to guide and support you when we get there."

It was odd walking across the grounds, a vague sense of familiarity to it as we entered the gardens, or rather the "maze" as it was called. And now I understood why. Being led through it, several twists and turns, which had totally confused my sense of direction, we were then told to stop. I could hear the sound of some sort of ground cover being moved, a door opening.

"Alright everyone, watch your step. There are just a few steps, six to be exact, where you will find yourself standing on a small landing. Once everyone is there, and inside, you'll be allowed to remove your coverings, but not until I say that you can. Everyone understand?" Bella asked.

Just as Deidra had told me, I immediately found the railings on both sides of the stairs, using them for support as I carefully made my way down the six steps to the landing. Once there I waited, though it was only for a moment as the doors were once again closed behind us.

"Alright everyone...you may remove your coverings."

Standing there allowing my eyes to quickly readjust to my surroundings and the subdued lighting, I was amazed to discover we still had another short flight of steps to descend before reaching the area below. But at least it would be far easier now in doing so as the small party moved off once again, following Bella on forward.

Reaching the "T" of the hallway below us, Bella stood at one side, effectively blocking the left turn, directing us towards yet another door on the right. "Please enter the door ahead of you, and once again wait there until you're directed inside the adjoining room, Mistress Deidra will let you know when that is." With that, Bella turned proceeding on down the opposite hallway and through the opposite door at the other end. Once again I found myself standing within a small chamber, though there were no chairs to sit in, and barely enough room to stand in comfortably.

"We'll only be here for a moment or two," Deidra assured me. "Just long enough for Bella to check on everything and ensure that it's ready, and that Master of course has also arrived himself."

It was oddly quiet, the tension, both sexual, and anxious filled the air as our small little party stood there staring at the door waiting to be told when it was time to go inside. I couldn't help but wonder what awaited me when it did.

**

And...just like dinner theatres I had attended, the lights in the room dimmed momentarily. "Alright everyone, we may all go inside now," Deidra said holding the door open for us as we all filed past.

I was surprised at the size of the room when we entered, much larger than I'd have thought, or actually expected to see perhaps. It was like a small auditorium, or theatre. Two rows of seats sat in a small circle surrounding what was obviously a stage. There were even curtains drawn behind it, Bella now standing just off to one side patiently waiting for everyone to come in and be seated. What was interesting about that, was the way she was dressed.

She was wearing what could only be described as some sort of molded, skin-tight black leather garment that looked more body-stocking as opposed to anything else. It had cutouts however, allowing both of her very full breasts to show completely. Nipples adorned with clamps, a small chain hanging down between connecting her breasts together. Likewise as she stood there with her legs slightly spread, it was also evident that what at first looked like a full piece garment, were in fact chaps as her groin was also bare, revealing itself whenever she moved, her ass too later revealed as being fully exposed. She held in her hand a small whip that had several thin strands of leather hanging from it, looking much like a mop, though it most certainly wasn't.

Though some were still quietly murmuring as they took their seats, a small crack of the whip Bella held in her hand quickly quieted everyone down. The room fell into a quiet hush as the curtains just then began to open.

As they did, I immediately recognized three of the Attendings who suddenly appeared, though none of the three had been at the party earlier. Each one hung, suspended, bound and gagged differently, uniquely in differing ways. All were naked too of course, and I recognized the first Attending as a young woman named Shawn. She was a petite little blonde, currently hanging their blindfolded and gagged, her ankles bound together as were her wrists, supported horizontally with her small little breasts pointing towards the ground. She too wore nipple clamps, though I noticed small weights dangling off each held there by little chains. Her nipples forcefully extended, almost painfully so as she struggled slightly while hanging there in the air several feet above the stage. Next to her, a more robust, well rounded woman, one of the older women I had recognized previously, though at the moment I couldn't recall her name. She too hung suspended, though her legs stretched downwards towards the ground, spread with some sort of bar between them forcing them far apart. Likewise blindfolded as they all were, her considerably larger breasts were bound too, lengths of smooth rope wrapped about each tightly, causing them to swell to the point that they looked like balloons ready to burst. Each one also clamped with what appeared to be clothespins tightly pinching her rather thick very hard nipples.