HAUGHTY SHOWS HIS NAUGHTYNESS
THE HAUGHTY SLAVE SHOWS HIS NAUGHTINESS
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When my mistress and I arrived at the party, other slaves led me to a dressing room. I undressed, and they chained my wrists together in front of me. The light chain went from the left wrist around my neck to the right wrist. The chain was on each of my wrists and around my neck. I could not fully extend my arms. My ankles were chained together with metal shackles. The eight-inch chain forced me to take tiny steps.
When I was returned to my mistress, she instructed me to obey all guests and to fulfill all their wishes. The host was a master with his slave. Among the other guests, there were two masters and three mistresses. Each master and mistress had brought one slave to the party. There were three male slaves, including me, and three female slaves who were supposed to serve at the party. Each slave wore chains like me. The female slaves also wore 5″ black shoes with high heels. They looked very attractive to me, especially a tall redhead with baseball-sized, round, firm breasts. I found it difficult to control my erection. When the masters and mistresses went into the living room and socialized, the slaves went into the kitchen and prepared a grilled chicken dinner. The slave men prepared drinks, set the table, and made sure that the guests had everything they wanted. As I set the table, I noticed small hooks and eyelets at one end of the sturdy rectangular table. We were told not to set places on the hook and eye side of the table. I wondered what the hooks would be used for. The middle piece was placed on the hook and eye side of the table. It was a beautiful flower arrangement with two candles. I wondered why the centerpiece was placed at the end of the table, away from the guests.
When dinner was ready, the male slaves were instructed to stand against the back wall. I could see the table and the centerpiece at the back of the table. The guests came to the table and sat down themselves. The female slaves brought out the salad. Again I had to fight for the control of my erection. The female slaves were so attractive, they bent over and served the guests, their breasts hung so beautifully, the chains and heels made them even more attractive to me. I stood where I was told and watched the guests at dinner and listened to their conversations as best I could. When the guests finished their salads, the plates were cleared and the soup was brought out. The dinner seemed to go well and the guests were in a festive mood. One of the slave girls, the redheaded one I was attracted to, spilled some soup on the white blouse of one of the mistresses.
Horrified, the slave stood there as the Mistress scolded her. “You careless slave! You will be punished and suffer for your carelessness!”
The mistress led the slave to the hooks on the table and hooked each of her wrists to the table with the chain she was wearing. The slave stood at the end of the table with the upper part of her body bent forward over the end of the table. The slave tried her best to stand up straight and keep her balance, but it was difficult for her to do so. I wondered what her punishment would be and tried to calm down. As bent as she was, her breasts hung very nicely and I was able to see them very clearly. The Mistress pushed the middle piece over to the edge of the table so that the flames of the two candles in the middle piece were about 6″ directly under the hanging breasts of the slave. The Mistress smiled, sat down, and picked up the food again.
The other slaves hurried back to the kitchen to continue serving the food. The expression of horror on their faces was obvious to me. When the candles were pushed under the breasts of the redheaded slave for the first time, she jumped and tried even harder to straighten her body. But the hooks held her bound wrists securely on the table. All she could do was wiggle around and try to direct the heat from the candles to different parts of her breasts as best she could. The candles seemed far enough away so they wouldn’t burn her, but the heat must have been so intense that she wiggled around as much as she did. She twitched especially violently when the heat was directed at her nipples by chance.
The guests continued to chat and eat, and the other two slaves were especially careful while continuing to serve the main course and dessert. The redhead wobbled less and less as the meal progressed. Either she got tired and didn’t care so much about the pain in her breasts, or the candles burned down and didn’t cause so much pain. Or both. Either way, I struggled and struggled to control my now obvious erection while watching the redheaded slave girl wobble at the end of the table. Finally, as the dessert plates were cleared from the table and the other guests went into the living room, the Mistress released the redhead from the table. Her breasts were bright red from the heat of the candles, almost like her hair. Her face was also bright red, blushing from the struggle she endured. The other slaves helped the redhead into the kitchen.
While the slaves cleared the table, the slaves “entertained” the guests. Two of us held the arms of the other slave while one of the guests whipped or teased him as he pleased. Once, when I was being held, my back was whipped by one of the masters with a light crop. The other time when I was held, one of the mistresses rubbed her body against mine and did her best to get excited. She rubbed her breasts against my back and chest and I could see her nipples getting hard through her blouse.
“You worm. You worthless slave. Kiss my neck and my arms. Dare to excite yourself by spoiling me!”
I was unsuccessful. She aroused me.
She stood before me and caressed her breasts with her hands. My cock was aroused while she continued to enjoy herself. “You proud cock! You’ll be punished later for your pride and arrogance!”
As I continued to serve, I couldn’t help but wonder what she meant by those words. What punishment would I face later? I didn’t have to ask myself for long. I was led into another room. There were six chairs with a view of a platform. The platform had many hooks and eyes and could be used for all kinds of bondage positions. I was told to kneel on the platform. The chains at my ankles were attached to hooks in the platform. My wrists were unlocked from the chain I was wearing, taken behind my back, and reattached to the chain I was wearing. Finally, another chain was used to tie my wrists to my ankles. I was kneeling upright, but I could not bend forward more than a tiny bit.
I tried to squat down but heard “Kneel upright” behind me. I obeyed and wondered what exactly my punishment would be.
I had been kneeling for perhaps ten minutes when the rest of the slaves were brought in. They were led behind the chairs and told to stand up and watch the punishment. The redheaded slave was brought to the platform. I wondered if she would be ordered to punish me. It would serve me right for enjoying her punishment so much at the dining table. She was brought before me. From my kneeling position, she seemed to tower above me. Her breasts seemed to be huge. I could feel my erection starting to grow.
“Kneel,” I heard.
The redhead knelt before me, facing me. The chains at her ankles were attached to hooks in the platform. Her wrists were released from the chain she was wearing, taken behind her back, and reattached to the chain she was wearing. Finally, another chain was used to tie her wrists to her ankles. Like me, she knelt upright, but she could not bend forward more than a tiny bit. Our faces almost touched. I couldn’t help but look down at her chest. The redness from before had completely disappeared. Our bodies were only inches apart and I longed to wrap my arms around her, to hold her and comfort her. I was extremely aroused, but I did not notice any excitement in her. I lost myself so much in my daydreams that I hardly heard the words that were spoken.
“For our final amusement, we present the two worst slaves of the evening. We have a careless slave and a proud slave who thinks too much of his own pleasure and not enough of serving his mistress. Maybe these slaves will think about how worthless they were while weakly trying to entertain us tonight. Slaves! Kiss one another!”
I could hardly believe my ears. I was ordered to kiss the redhead! What a punishment! It doesn’t feel like punishment.
I bend over to kiss the redhead, and she bends backward to avoid my kiss. “I think you are the ugliest slave here,” she whispers.
I hear the crack of the whip. “Kiss each other, you worthless slaves.”
I move to kiss her and she moves towards me. She turns her head, and I kiss her cheek. Her skin is soft, and she smells so good. I am extremely aroused, although I realize that this is not pleasant for her. I kiss her cheek again and again. I hear the crack of the whip again. I feel the whip on my back.
“More passion! Kiss each other, you worthless slaves.”
The whip drives me to kiss with even more passion. I try to bend forward as far as the chains will allow. Finally, either by the whip or by the kisses, I move to kiss her, and she moves to kiss me. Our lips meet. We kissed for only a second, but it seemed to last forever. Her lips tasted like sweet nectar.
She turned her head back, and I kissed her cheek again. I hear and feel the whip on my back. The sensation drives me to kiss more and more passionately. I try to bend forward as far as the chains allow. Our lips meet again. We kiss for several seconds. She opens her mouth and I move my tongue inside. She withdraws. I kiss her cheek, and our lips meet again. We kiss for several seconds. She opens her mouth, and our tongues meet again. It seems that either the whip or the kiss finally excites her. Slowly I move my tongue into her mouth. She starts sucking on it, slowly at first and then with more and more passion. I wish she would suck my cock and not my tongue. I felt like I was in heaven. She puts her tongue in my mouth. I suck her tongue slowly and allow her to explore my mouth. We seem to kiss forever.
I can hardly hear the command: “Slaves! “Slaves! Stop kissing!”.
Reluctantly, I retreat. I look down at the chest of the red-haired slave girl to see how her nipples are aroused. We look at what seems like an eternity.
“Slaves! Kiss each other!”
I did not have to think about obeying that order. Our lips met, and I kissed as passionately as I could. The redheaded slave was not averse to kissing me this time either. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I wish I wasn’t tied up like this. I kissed and fell into lust with a woman I’d never met before tonight. I still didn’t know if she enjoyed our kiss or was just following orders. I didn’t really care. It was the happiest time of my life. I still wondered what the punishment in that performance was. For me, it wasn’t punishment. Kissing was pure pleasure, except that I wished I could touch them with my hands (and my cock)!
I hear the command: “Slaves! Stop kissing!”. I retreat.
We kneel and look into each other’s faces for eternity. A master comes on the platform and hangs the redhead from the platform. As she stood up, she stroked her breasts and nipples against my face. I tried to kiss her breasts, but for more than a quick kiss she stood up too quickly. Then she and her master left the room.
My mistress came and unhooked me from the platform. She said not a word to me as she led me into the dressing room. My chains were unlocked and I was told to get dressed. I met my mistress at the door and went to fetch the car. On the drive home, she didn’t say a word to me. I sensed that I was in trouble, and why shouldn’t I? I was a proud rooster at the party and did not pay as much attention to the wishes of the guests as she had hoped. I wondered how she would punish me. That, as they say, is another story.
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