The Dinner Party Ch. 01

Kate nodded, her writer's brain storing the rules away so she could keep them in mind.

"Until eight pm, you need not respond to any requests to strip, or to have sex. If anyone tries to penetrate your anus between now and when you leave, you must use your safe word. If you incur any punishments, I will be the one to deal them out. Do you have any idea of your pain threshold?" Kate shook her head. "With the exception of punishments, if anything is too painful, use your safe word. If you'd like, we should have enough time to try to find the right force with which to deal out your punishments before anyone arrives."

Kate's head swam with all the information, and she found herself nodding again before she even realised what she was agreeing to. Jason stood up, and left Kate alone in the sitting room, as she went over the rules in her head once more. No speaking back, no questioning orders. No taking orders from people in collars, and no giving orders to people in collars.

Jason soon returned, with a small laminated circle of paper with a hole cut in it in his hand. He stood before Kate, who froze as she realised that the crotch of his pants was at her eye level. He found what he was looking for on her collar, and attached the circle of paper. Kate didn't get a chance to see what it said, and as he stepped back she tried to look at it.

"It says Winston, which will inform everyone that that is your safe word. If you say it, they will no to stop immediately." Kate nodded at his explanation, as he sat down once again. "Now, stand and come over here." His voice seemed to have changed, and Kate responded instantly, walking over to him.

"For your punishments, since you are new to this, I will only use my hand. Keep in mind that this is supposed to be a punishment. While you are obviously not a part of this life, you have agreed to be a part for tonight. This is going to hurt. We are merely finding how much force is too much for you." He looked Kate up and down. "Lay so that your stomach is across my knees." His voice was once again commanding, and Kate complied. "Some of your punishments tonight will require your backside to be bare, so this is how we will start." His hand rested briefly on the frilly black underpants Kate wore, before he tugged them down.

"When you are being punished, you will count each stroke, and thank me for it. For tonight you will call me Master. For now, you don't need to count or thank me." His hand rested on her bare ass, and Kate couldn't help but shiver. It was surprisingly cool.

The first spank caught her unaware, and she jumped, though she realised when it was over that she hadn't jumped because it had hurt, so much as she'd jumped because it had surprised her.

He second one was harder, though it still hadn't reached a level that Kate thought would be appropriate.

Internally she scoffed at herself as the spanking continued, each one harder than the last. Her ass was starting to sting, though mentally she knew that was more because she'd already been hit than because the hit was hard enough. She chastised herself for actually finding one that would hurt. Shouldn't she just call it now? She could keep her punishments lighter, more reasonable. Instead, part of her wanted to see how this night could go if she kept it authentic. If she allowed herself to actually be punished, which would mean the spanks would actually need to hurt.

She cried out on the eighth one, and Jason's hand stilled, before rubbing her now warm ass.

"That's harder than I expected." He said, his cool hand soothing her slightly stinging ass. Kate felt the strangest sense of... pride?... at the surprise in his voice. "I shall keep to that force for the night." He said. "If anyone else strikes you, inform me immediately." Kate nodded, as he pulled her underpants up, and stood up.

"That wasn't too bad, was it?" He asked. Kate shook her head. "Hopefully you won't make any transgressions, and I won't need to punish you. If I need to, the number of strikes will depend on your transgresssion." Kate nodded, as she took the seat that she'd been sitting in earlier once again.

"Is there anything else I should keep in mind for tonight, Master?" Kate asked, surprising both Jason and herself by the ease of which she slipped into the use of the word. Jason smiled brightly, and nodded.

"Now that you mention it, yes. You're proving much more capable of this than I thought you would. Perhaps you have the makings of a true submissive." Kate laughed. She'd thought about it before. Even read a few BDSM stories as she thought about it, imagining herself in the place of the sub. But she'd never actually managed to bring herself to try anything. "I would like you to answer the door for me, when people arrive. You will need to look down. You're not to look anyone in the eye until they talk to you. Not to talk until you are spoken to. When you are, introduce yourself as whatever you like. You are allowed to have whatever anonymity as you desire in this, as it states in your contract."

Kate nodded.

Jason pulled out a dog eared copy of a book by one of Kate's favourite authors, and began to read it while they waited. Kate sat anxiously squirming in her seat, the slight stinging of her ass in her frilly underpants reminding her of the spanking she'd just received, her mind making sure to inform her that that was nothing compared to what she'd get if she messed up.

While she went over what was expected of her for the next few hours, not letting herself think of what was going to happen when they went downstairs, Kate couldn't help but watch Jason. He was a very attractive man. His hair, now dry, was a dark blonde, that looked like it woiuld hang in his eyes if it weren't perfectly gelled back as it was now. She couldn't help but remember his body from when he'd answered the door in nothing but a towel.

Though she didn't know it, Jason was studying her as well. He'd been happy with her appearance when he'd first received a picture of her from his agent. She'd looked the picture of complete innocence then, which had made him surprised that she'd applied for the job at all. Of course, even now she had no idea just what would be involved. Jason almost wanted to warn her, to give her a chance to back out from what was going to be a very intense, and most likely painful experience for her.

He almost wanted to ask her if she were interested in being a sub. It had been a while since he'd had one of his own. Instead, he'd gone alone to these group meetings, making use of the other members' subs, and of course, of the entertainment that the host hired for the night, on their annual meetings.

But, the rules were clear. As the host of the year's annual meeting, he had to provide entertainment. If not Kate, he'd need to find someone else. And at this point, it was too late. Kate had already agreed to it, and while he knew she hadn't read the contract, she had signed it. She had agreed to what was to come.

He'd been surprised when his agent had told him which site Kate had been from. In the picture he'd seen her timid posture, and was so sure that she'd been a sub. She'd been the most perfect candidate though, and certainly his favourite when it came to looks. Sure, there had been some other applicants from sites who would have been much more aware of what they were getting into. But he'd needed to follow up with Kate as soon as he'd seen her. That was his mistake.

There was a knock at the door, and Jason closed his book slowly, tucking it away, while Kate jumped up and went to the door. He watched from his seat as she opened it, head bowed. There was no doubt that she would make a perfect submissive. Though after tonight, she'd never want to be his.

Jason greeted his fellow members as they arrived. The Doms joined him in the sitting room, along with some of the subs. He didn't bat an eye when one of them, a Domme who went by the name Mistress Lee, gestured to her sub. Mistress Lee wore a tight black corset, like Kate's own, though her figure was larger than Kate's. Accompanying her corset was a black leather miniskirt, which Jason knew from experience didn't cover any underwear. She lifted the front of her skirt up now, as her sub crawled over to her, and leaned back as she attached her mouth to her Domme's hole.

It didn't take long to fall into a routine. Kate had realised that the subs were kneeling in the corner while waiting for orders from their Masters, or Mistresses, so she joined them, moving only when called - she'd introduced herself with her real name - or when there was another knock at the door, to let other people in.

The other Doms complimented Jason on his choice of entertainment. While she knelt with the subs, head bowed, Kate flushed under her foundation as she heard them talking about her like she was a piece of meat.

They talked about her figure, and her looks. They talked about how well she was trained. And asked if she was on loan from someone. Jason chuckled at this, and told them that was a secret.

By six, everyone had arrived, and Jason moved the party to the dining room. Apart from Kate, all of the subs knelt behind their respective Doms. Kate, however, slipped into her other role for the evening, that of waitress. The kitchen staff turned their nose up at her when she tried to talk to them, and she soon gave up. Instead, she was handed a bottle of wine. She found that her waitress job was simply to go around and make sure no one had an empty glass. She soon discovered the white wine drinkers and the red wine drinkers.

It was while she was pouring for a red wine drinker, Mistress Lee, that she made her first mistake. Kate didn't see it coming. Mistress Lee's sub, who had a collar that read "Claire. S.W. Cougar" adjusted the way she was kneeling subtly as Kate walked past. Kate tripped up, and in tripping, some wine spilt on Mistress Lee's chest.

The amicable chatter that had filled the dining room before quietened, and everyone turned to look at Kate, who froze.

Mistress Lee calmly picked up her handkerchief and dabbed at the wine that had spilled, before glancing up to meet Jason's eyes.

Jason read the message there and nodded, sliding his chair back. "Come here." He called, his voice taking on the commanding tone that Kate realised must be his Dom voice. Kate obeyed, and walked to his end of the table, careful this time to watch where she was going. "Assume the position."

Kate knew what he wanted, and bent over his knees, assuming the same positions he'd taken earlier when he'd been testing what force to use to punish her with.

"Mistress Lee, how many would you say is fair?"

"Ten." Mistress Lee said. Jason nodded, and rested his hand briefly over Kate's behind. He glanced to Mistress Lee for confirmation, and she nodded, with a weary sounding sigh.

The first strike didn't seem as hard as she'd expected. Kate realised that was because the frills in her underpants had absorbed part of the blow. Feeling slightly relieved, it took her a moment to realise that she was meant to count, and thank him.

"One, thank you Master."

The next one was hard enough that Kate jumped, and she realised that Jason must have adjusted the force for the underpants.

"Two, thank you Master."

The next one landed in exactly the same spot as the second, and Kate tried not to jump again as she thanked him and counted three.

They continued then, landing all around her ass, as she counted, and thanked Jason for each one.

At ten, Kate thanked him again, before standing up.

"You may now kneel at my side until called for." Jason said, his tone suggesting he was disappointed in her. Kate nodded, and knelt at his side.

The dinner continued then, as though nothing had happened. After a while, Kate was called up to pour the wine again. This time she noticed when the sub named Claire tried the same trick, and carefully adjusted her stride as she stepped past her. Part of her wanted to go to Jason, to tell him that Claire looked like she'd intentionally tripped her up, but she didn't. Instead, she poured the wine, and took her position back at Jason's side.

It didn't take long for someone else to slip up, being punished by their own Dom, and Kate's transgression was soon, if not forgotten, pushed aside.

Her second mistake came when Mistress Lee gestured her over. She complied, crawling, as shed noticed the other slaves do when they were called away from their Dom to someone else. Mistress Lee lifted her skirt, and Kate knelt, looking at her shaved pussy, for too long.

She received fifteen spanks this time, bare bottomed, for not responding immediately to the Domme's request. Kate hadn't even realised it had been a request until she'd been called over to Jason again. After her punishment, Mistress Lee called her over once more, and Kate pushed past any hesitation she would normally have.

She'd never looked at girls that way before. Certainly never done anything like this. But she couldn't say no. Not after she'd already been punished for appearing to do that. She pushed her face into the other woman's crotch, and stuck out her tongue.

She was surprised by the surprising sweetness that hit it, and she started to lick it slowly, trying to think of what she liked, when her boyfriends had performed this on her. It took her a while to get into the right groove, though Mistress Lee helped after a while, clutching her hair, and pushing her face further into her crotch, and tightening her legs around Kate's head.

Kate's face was smothered in pussy juices when she was finished, and she soon found that that was only the first sexual favour asked of her for the evening.

The only person who didn't ask her to pleasure them, she found, was Jason, who sat at the head of the table, playing host.

She still played waitress when he called her, pouring more wine. And as she walked around, she was careful of the sub Claire's legs. She wasn't the only sub being used for sexual pleasure. I was harder for her to notice when she was kneeling by Jason's side, or when her face was stuck in a Dom's crotch, but it seemed that at any one moment, at least two of the sixteen Dom's seated around the table were being pleasured.

Finally, dessert came out, and while the Dom's enjoyed that, Kate's mouth was wrapped around a rather large penis belonging to Master Robert.

With the dessert, came a toast. Kate heard it, from under the table. There was a round of appreciation to Jason, for throwing the party, and providing some excellent entertainment - to which Jason responded the night was only just beginning. Jason then gave a brief talk about what had happened over the year, and what he hoped for the year to come.

Rather stupidly, at least in her opinion, Kate wondered if he might be hoping for a sub of his own. Maybe her. As she'd knelt, and crawled around on the floor, and acted like a submissive for the past few hours, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe she could try something more.

Dessert was finished by the time eight rolled by, and Kate was proud at herself at only having needed to be punished twice. She could tell by the way Jason briefly shared a smile with her that he was proud of her too. She felt her heart flutter slightly at that, before looking away.

"Now, the entertainment that was promised will commence in the basement in half an hour." He said. "While I prepare it, talk, and enjoy yourselves." He gestured for Kate as he walked into the hall, and Kate followed him.

"You did very well in there, Kate." He said. "Now, we'll need to get you out of that corset, and underwear, but let's head downstairs first."

Kate nodded, and followed Jason downstairs, instinctively adding a "Yes Master." Which made the corners of his mouth twitch upwards in an undeniable smile.

~ To be continued ~