The Commander Ch. 08

"Okay," I indicated my understanding. "Tell me then, what do you need from me to make sure tonight goes as smoothly as possible."

"Be the new Jet. Be the Jet I feel safe with."

"I'm trying," I said solemnly.

"I know," she said, and kissed me gently. Her left hand had remained open the whole discussion.

There was no graceful segue out of that moment. I said "So what do you want me to do with this roasted red pepper dip?" We resumed our party preparation tasks.

At six o'clock we heard a chime. The security display beside the door showed Nicole and another girl I didn't recognize standing in the hallway.

"Who is it?" Fiona asked, pressing the white talk button and then the black listen button.

"Hi Fiona, it's Nicole," we heard her say as we watched Nicole speak on the video monitor.

"Do you have anyone with you?" Fiona asked, in accordance with the procedures explicitly spelled out by Karen Bruno.

"Yes, Danielle is with me. Fiona checked her Samsung S3 in her hand -- Danielle was on the list of Nicole's invited friends. Fiona pressed the green button twice followed by the blue button beside the speaker, and we heard the multi-arm door lock system in the new bulletproof door automatically withdraw four hardened steel pins from the three sides of the steel door frame and the new steel plate on the floor. Fiona knew someone back at M.B. Security was watching this very same video in real time -- right now -- and was listening to Fiona's voice on the intercom. They would also be reviewing the additional four video cameras in the hallway to see if anyone was lurking out of range of the camera that fed the video screen Fiona saw. They would have noted Fiona pressed the green button twice -- meaning she recognized or had correctly identified two people on the other side of the door, and then she pressed the door blue release button. All the buttons also had intuitive icons printed on them, making the system easy to use.

Fiona knew if she tried to open the door without first going through this process of identifying and acknowledging everyone on the other side of the door, she would get a phone call within fifteen seconds, and Karen Bruno would come down there within the hour to chew her out and would probably kick all the guests out of the condo, and it was party over.

If she pressed the yellow button beside the speaker, Fiona knew the door would not unlock, and she would signal M.B. Security she was not expecting one or more people in the other side of the door. M.B. Security would capture images of the people from the five cameras and save the images in their face recognition database and cross reference the images against known threats.

If she recognized the person on the other side of the door as hostile, Fiona knew she could slide open the access cover panel beside the speaker, and press both red buttons underneath, and M.B. Security would dispatch an armed response team. They would also notify the local police indicating a break-and-enter attempt was in progress, and a private armed security response team was on location. Or Fiona, Jocelyn, and I could retreat to our ensuite closet, and close the new steel reinforced door and press the panic button inside that locked that door with four hardened steel pins, and we would be secure inside our protective cocoon with new ugly steel plating on the inside walls that can stop a barrage of .45 calibre rounds. I knew where my $100,000 was going.

Nicole came in with her friend Danielle. Nicole, you will remember from The Arc dance club, is tall, statuesque, a former model, and has green eyes and shoulder length auburn hair. She wore a long black cotton dress that flowed loosely about her trim body. I would have thought she would have worn something more flattering for her physique.

I actually did a double take on her friend, Danielle. Picture Jennifer Lawrence from the Hunger Games, and you are nearly there. She so closely resembled the movie actress, I found myself nearly double taking looks at her all night. Her hair was quite different -- long, very thick, wavy, dark brown hair with streaks of burnt red throughout. Her hazel eyes had a sunken, sultry quality. She too had a long, black dress that did not do justice to what I believed to be a hot body underneath.

Fiona closed the door and I heard the four steel pins automatically lock the door in place. Nicole hugged Fiona and me hello, and she did an actual double take when she saw Jocelyn standing behind us. She was astonished at the twin girls' similarity. She introduced Danielle, a graduate student in applied chemistry.

We were working our way to the living room when the doorbell sounded again. I took Fiona's Samsung and went to the door. Standing in the video picture were two men I didn't recognize. I went through the procedure, before inviting David and Matt to come in. They were friends of Nicole. While I had the door open, Kevin appeared from around the corner -- I remembered Kevin was Nicole's friend when we did a four-way here some time ago. I wasn't sure of the procedure when I already held the door open. I decided to keep the door open, and shake Kevin's hand in the hallway. Anyone watching the video back at M.B. Security would realize I knew him. I pressed the green button one more time after Kevin came in.

Alyssa, Fiona's friend, arrived about five minutes later. She was five foot eight, had long wavy red hair and freckles, and lovely green eyes. She had a slightly athletic, larger boned build that easily supported her D cup breasts. She wore a stunning sleeveless sequin silver cocktail dress with a deep back, and a faux plunging neckline that dipped below her large breasts that had a see-through sheer material across the open bosom to keep everything in place.

She was the last guest to arrive, so Fiona did introductions all around.

Fiona was wearing skin-tight black leather pants, a sheen white short-sleeve blouse, and a black leather vest.

Jocelyn wore a red mid-thigh pencil leather skirt with a black thin-strap tank top

Nicole and Danielle both wore long cotton dresses.

All the male guests were Nicole's friends. Kevin was five foot nine. He had sandy brown hair, solid build, and light brown eyes. He wore jeans and a simple black T shirt that suited him very well.

David might have been a male model that worked with Nicole. He was nearly six feet tall, and had thick black hair, a trim black beard, slim build, and brown eyes. He wore black pants, a teal shirt and an open black vest.

Matt was about five foot ten with brown hair and blue eyes. He wore black pants and a khaki shirt.

Yours truly was wearing charcoal grey silk pants with a matching jacket and a pale powder blue shirt.

After introductions, someone commented on how tight the security was in this building. It was only through talking with our guests we learned Karen Bruno had posted guards in the form of elevator operators for this evening's party. When our guests boarded the elevator, the elevator operator asked what floor. If you asked for the ninth floor, he then asked what suite and the name of the person you are visiting. If you said 902, they also asked your name, and cross referenced it against a list they had on a clipboard.

According to our guests, the guards were not armed, but I wouldn't be surprised if both elevator operators had permits to carry concealed weapons. It occurred to me Karen probably posted guards in the stairwells, or at very least, closed circuit cameras. I had no doubt that all our guests' names and faces were already whirling around in some M.B. Security database.

The conversation organically migrated to security in the post 911 world, and then to other topics, so we never had to offer detailed explanations. The next day Fiona told me that Nicole had asked Fiona in the kitchen what was going on? Why all the names and addresses before the party, and what happened to Bill? Fiona confided to Nicole that they had to hire a security company. Following Karen Bruno's advice, Fiona did not provide Nicole any specifics or reasons. Fiona explained that Bill failed the security company's background check, and no, Fiona didn't know why.

I served drinks while Jocelyn stocked the food and dips that was distributed throughout the living room. Fiona hosted. At around eight Fiona asked me to get the dungeon part of the party started. I refilled everyone's drinks, and then brought the meeting to order, so to speak. I went over the rules Fiona, Jocelyn, and I had agreed upon earlier that day. I made sure everyone said they understood and agreed to the rules.

I used a deck of cards to randomly separate the masters from the slaves. Masters were Danielle, Fiona, Kevin, and Matt. Slaves were Alyssa, David, Jocelyn, and Nicole. I told all the masters to go to one side of the room, all the slaves to the other.

At this point, Nicole and Danielle, who had arrived at the party together, stood up and took off their frumpy cotton dresses, and the room temperature went up five degrees. Danielle revealed a very hot black leather mini-dress with a top-to-bottom zipper down the front of the dress. Nicole had a dominatrix style black leather corset and black leather panties below. Both girls wore garter belts and black open weave stockings. Danielle joined the master group and Nicole joined the slaves.

I decided to improvise and have some fun. I told all the slaves to turn around and face the wall, so they could not see what the masters were doing. Then I walked the masters to the dining room table, and pulled off the oversized table cloth that had been hiding all the bondage equipment and sex toys. Danielle, Kevin, and Matt expressed amazement and excitement at the quantity and selection of equipment. Fiona, of course, already knew what was under there. Jocelyn was the only slave who knew what they were so thrilled about. I watched the other slaves start to squirm and whisper to each other.

Using cards again, I ranked the masters from first to last, and allowed the first master to have first pick among slaves, then the second, third, and fourth. The pairings were:

David was slave to Danielle;

Alyssa was slave to Fiona;

Jocelyn was slave to Kevin; and

Nicole was slave to Matt.

I held this pairing exercise secretly among the masters so the slaves did not know who their masters were.

I explained to the masters they were free to use any and all available bondage equipment and sex toys on the dining room table, and reminded them to respect all the rules. I also reminded them I would roam, and I might assist masters with the enlightenment of one or more slaves.

I told the slaves to remain facing the wall until they were instructed otherwise by their masters. I also told the slaves that their instructions may be silent -- a touch here, a tap there -- and the slaves should do their best obey instructions -- both verbal and silent.

"Go!" I said, and the masters were off.

Fiona picked up a blindfold, two dildos, and a strap-on, and then walked to Alyssa, who was still facing the wall. Fiona stood behind Alyssa and, without saying a word, secured the blindfold to Alyssa's eyes. Fiona took a moment to make sure the blindfold would remain in position with Alyssa's long, wavy hear underneath the leather straps. When she was satisfied Alyssa could not see, Fiona silently lifted the hem of Alyssa's sequence dress high above her hips, exposing Alyssa's mostly bare ass with just a pair of slim thong underpants covering her ass crack. Fiona pulled Alyssa's thong underpants to her ankles, tapped her finger on Alyssa's right foot, and Alyssa obediently lifted the foot, and then the left, and that way Fiona removed the panties altogether.

Next Fiona firmly grabbed Alyssa's wrist -- as firmly as a man might do -- and led Alyssa by the wrist to a sofa chair. Alyssa blindly followed Fiona with her dress humped up around her waist, revealing her trimmed naked pussy. Fiona positioned Alyssa so she was facing the front of the chair. By pressing forward on Alyssa's back and inward on Alyssa's tummy, Fiona silently commanded Alyssa to bend forward, until she reached her arms to the sofa chair. Next Fiona silently gestured Alyssa to spread her legs wide, and Alyssa complied. Alyssa was bent over at the hips, resting her hands on the chair, with her legs spread wide open. Alyssa's long red wavy hair draped down beside both sides of her head.

Silently Fiona put a dildo to Alyssa's pussy and gently penetrated. She took short, shallow strokes at first, getting Alyssa's natural juices to lubricate the phallic toy, and then started penetrating Alyssa's vagina further. Before long Fiona was driving full length strokes of her dildo in and out of Alyssa's pussy. She continued doing this for a few minutes. Then, holding the dildo in Alyssa's pussy with her right hand, Fiona picked up the other dildo with her left hand, and brought it to Alyssa's mouth. Alyssa obeyed the silent command, and opened her mouth and started sucking the dildo. Fiona resumed pumping her right hand dildo in and out of Alyssa's pussy while also pumping the left hand dildo in and out of Alyssa's mouth.

Fiona double-dildo penetrated Alyssa for a few more minutes, then she withdrew both dildos, swapped the pussy dildo to Alyssa's mouth, and the mouth dildo to Alyssa's pussy, and resumed her double-dildo fucking of Alyssa. Over the next fifteen minutes, Fiona swapped dildos every few minutes to ensure Alyssa had many opportunities to taste her own pussy juices.

I had done my first founds with every master-slave coupling, and things were going well, so I decided to help Fiona out. I knew she was trying to keep Alyssa in the dark about having a girl master. I brought over a neck collar and two cuffs. I held them up to Fiona and gestured putting them on Alyssa -- Fiona nodded in agreement and withdrew her dildos.

I was deliberately clumsy while handling Alyssa so she could feel my arms, pants, and so on to let her think her master was a man. I silently brought the blindfolded Alyssa to her knees, and I pulled her dress off her head. Then I put the neck collar on, followed by a leather cuff on each wrist. I used the quick-links from the dining room table to fasten both Alyssa's wrist cuffs to the D-ring on the back of her collar. Both Alyssa's wrists were now bound together behind the back of her neck, forcing her to push her chest out, prompting her already impressive D cup breasts to stand firmly at attention.

I pulled some throw pillows of the couch and put them on the carpet near the sofa. Then I gently lay Alyssa down with her back on the pillows, but I made sure there was no pillow under her head. This pillow arrangement let Alyssa's neck bend backwards as she tilted her head to the floor while her hands remained helplessly bound behind her neck. She still had her blindfold on.

Fiona and I both undressed. She sucked on my soft cock for a minute while I fondled Alyssa's unguarded tits. I handled her boobs slightly roughly, the way a man would. Once I was nice and stiff from Fiona's oral stimulation, I kneeled over Alyssa's head, facing her body, and touched my rigid cock to Alyssa's lips. She obediently opened her mouth and let me in. With her head tilted back and her hands secured behind her neck, there was little Alyssa could do but let me mouth fuck her while I continued playing with her vulnerable tits.

As I pumped in and out of Alyssa's mouth, I watched Fiona mount the strap-on to her pelvis. Then Fiona kneeled between Alyssa's legs, spread her knees wide, and used her phallic accessory to fuck Alyssa's pussy while I continued fucking Alyssa at the top end.

Mouth fucking didn't give me much traction. Sensing this, Fiona gestured to me to ask if we should switch. I nodded yes, pulled out of Alyssa's mouth, went to the dining room table, and got a condom from the bucket Fiona and Jocelyn had set up there earlier that day. I scanned the room to make sure everything looked good. When I returned, Fiona was already fucking Alyssa's mouth, so I set up between her legs, and dove in to Alyssa's pussy. That was much better. This time Fiona played with Alyssa's tits, and I leaned across and started fondling Fiona's 36D's. She smiled as we both continued fucking Alyssa.

Alyssa's pussy let me bury about six inches of my cock, and was about average tightness. As I felt my balls start to churn I let go of Fiona's tits and concentrated on my own fulfillment. Fiona and I stared at each other as I drew closer and closer, until at last I unloaded my signature barrage of a million spurts of jism and rolled my eyes into the back of my head.

When I finished my orgasmic pulsations, I pulled out of Alyssa while Fiona continued fucking her mouth. Fiona watched me remove my condom, then she opened her mouth, so I stood straddled over Alyssa, and positioned my still solid member to Fiona's lips. I dripped some jism onto Alyssa's chest and face in my approach to Fiona's mouth. Looking down at Fiona sucking my cock, I suddenly realized how hot Fiona was when she took my entire cock right up to my balls while she fucked Alyssa's mouth. I stayed in Fiona's mouth for a minute.

When I pulled out, Fiona made her move. She stood up and removed the strap-on. Then Fiona went to the dining room table and retrieved a vibrator and returned to Alyssa. She unfastened the quick-links that bound Alyssa's wrists to her neck, but left the leather cuffs on.

Fiona found another pillow and doubled it beneath Alyssa's head, letting Alyssa keep her neck upward slightly. Finally, Fiona squatted over Alyssa, and lowered her pussy onto Alyssa's face. Alyssa squealed when she realized a girl's pussy was on her face. For the first time, Fiona now spoke "Oh, honey," Fiona cooed, "it's been me all along. Now be a good little slave and make me come."

I decided to rove around the room.

Kevin and Matt were more aggressive in their bondage. Nicole was lying naked on her back with her arms stretched out over her head and her hands tied together by a short rope terminating at a nearby sofa chair. A spreader bar kept her long legs very wide open, and was pulled up high over her head, and tied to the back of the same sofa chair, leaving Nicole's legs spread wide and up over her shoulders. Her helpless pussy was split open, and I could see an inch or two down her fuck hole.

Jocelyn was also naked, near Nicole. She was kneeling upright with her knees set apart on two pillows. Her wrists were bound upwards in a yoke, which was fastened around her neck. She had firmly attached nipple clamps secured to a chain. The chain had a cord tied in the middle, and the other end of the cord was tied overhead to our chandelier. The clamps prevented Jocelyn from sitting back down onto her heels -- she had to remain kneeling straight upright to minimize the tension pulling against her nipples on her lovely 36D breasts.

Kevin repositioned our foot stool in front of the kneeling Jocelyn. He used rope to firmly lash an unused spreader bar across the top of the stool, and taped a Hitachi magic wand vibrator to the end of the spreader bar. Kevin was positioning this makeshift apparatus to press the vibrator head firmly against Jocelyn's pussy. Kevin plugged in the vibrator and turned it on. Then Kevin stood up, straddled the foot stool, and pressed his cock to Jocelyn's lips, and she took him into her mouth while the vibrator worked its magic on her clitoris.

Before, while I had been roaming elsewhere, I heard both Matt and Kevin ask Fiona and Jocelyn their colors repeatedly throughout the evening. Every time they did something new they asked again. They were being aggressive but careful. Kevin pulled out of Jocelyn's mouth and asked her color once more. She said yellow -- she was fine, but did not want to make this any more intense. She also said she had no control over when she could pull out, so she did not want to go deep throat. Kevin agreed without hesitation.