Lisa's Training Chapter 13
Lisa was tired. It had been another grueling week of 12-hour days. Running her office in a big corporation was demanding work. She had to prove to the men in the office that she could be in charge. She knew they called her a bitch behind her back, but that didn't bother her. She was going to climb the corporate ladder. No glass ceiling for her.
Of course, they had no idea that under her tailored suits, she sometimes wore a butt plug because she was a slave to her Master. She loved being a submissive. She loved serving him. She loved it when he sent her to the bathroom at work, told her to pull down her pants and panties and stand there naked below the waist waiting for permission to pee. She loved that he made her rub her clit before she pulled her panties up. Once she left the bathroom, though, she was back to her no-nonsense self.
But once she got home, she was free to submit and obey. SSO he liked to call it. Serve, submit and obey. She got undressed and put on her collar the way she was required to when she got home. He wanted her naked and collared when he called if he wanted to use her body for her pleasure.
She then turned on the computer to check her personal emails as she sat on the sandpaper on her chair with her naked butt the way he required her. And she saw there was one from him. That always made her heart flip. It always did to hear from him. And then when she opened it, she could feel herself getting excited and wet immediately. He was telling her they were going to one of Master James' dinner parties Saturday night. Master James was well known in the community. So were his dinner parties. They were coveted by members in the lifestyle. He had a mansion where he hosted the parties. He had made big money as a hedge fund manager and his parties were known to be lavish events. The doms all dressed in tuxedos. The submissives wore black cocktail dresses that showed plenty of cleavage and were so short they barely covered their pussies. But what actually happened at those parties was never talked about by the guests.
Lisa was thrilled to be invited and eager to find out what takes place at the parties. He told her he would pick her up in the morning so they could go out and buy the right dress. He told her to dress casually but with no underwear. The women at the parties never wore bras or panties. They were naked under their dresses so he didn't want her wearing them when she tried on the dresses.
When he knocked on her door the following morning, she was on her knees with her head bowed the way she always was when he arrived. He lifted her face towards him and told her to rise and then reached inside her pants and plunged his fingers into her pussy. She was wet the way she always was when she met him. He got his fingers wet and then sucked her juices off them. He loved her taste and smell. He then rubbed some of her juices on her upper lip and on her face so he could smell her sex.
Then they were off to one of the best boutiques in town where he had her try on several dresses before he found the one he liked. It met the requirements for Master James' parties. It was a black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline. It barely covered her nipples. And it was so short it barely covered her shaved pussy. And it was sleeveless so it showed the fact her pits were not shaved. He didn't allow her to shave them as a sign of his ownership of her. She was now used to it and if he wanted her to show the fact she wasn't shaved at the party, she wanted to make him happy.
When he brought her home, he told her that two women would be arriving to prepare her for the party. They would do her hair and makeup. She had to look flawless for the event. She would find out out soon how she would be prepared.
When the women arrived, they told her to follow them in the bathroom and strip. She was taken back. Wasn't she getting any privacy? They told her that Master had given them instructions and they would follow them. She was stunned again to know they knew she was his slave. But she knew if they knew, she had to obey. She quickly undressed and they told her to get on her knees and then she spotted the enema bag. She knew what that meant. She was going to get an enema. Why did she need an enema to attend a dinner party? She could only guess but she knew she had to obey. She raised her butt as one woman lubed her ass and plunged in the rod to give her the enema. In no time, she felt filled and was cramping and her belly was extending before she was told to get up and expel it. She was relieved that was over until she was told to get back on her knees. One enema wasn't enough. She needed a second one to make sure she was properly cleaned.
She then showered and the women dried her off and brought her into the bedroom where they waxed her pussy to make sure there were no stray hairs. They then put in a chair and fixed her hair and put on her makeup. She had to admit as she looked in the mirror that they were professionals. Her makeup was perfect. And her hair looked beautiful. They then brought out her new dress and after putting it on, she had to admit she never looked so good.
The women had done their job. They left and told her that her Master was to be arriving soon. So she got on her knees the way she always was when he arrived. When he arrived. he complimented her and told her she looked ravishing and she was pleased. She always wanted to please him. She always wanted to make him happy. He then reached under her short dress and found she was wet again as she always was when he arrived. He sucked her juices off his fingers but this time he didn't rub any on her face. He didn't want to spoil her makeup.
He then led her to the waiting limo and they both got into the back seat. He told her to raise her dress so she was sitting on her bare butt. She was reminded of the woman in "The Story of O'' who was told to do the same thing in the opening scene. He then played with her pussy as they drove to Master James' mansion. She was embarrassed because the limo driver could see what he was doing, but she wanted to submit. She wanted to make him happy.
When they arrived at the mansion, the butler opened the door and welcomed them. And when they got inside, Master James welcomed them and ushered them into the ballroom. It was a beautiful room with expensive paintings on the walls and a long table was set for about a dozen couples. They were served drinks and appetizers and they met some of the other guests. All the men wore tuxes and the women were in black cocktail dresses similar to hers. All had plunging necklines that showed off their tits. And they were all so short they barely covered their pussies. To this point, it was a typical cocktail party and she started to wonder what all the fuss was about. And then a woman in a uniform clapped her hands and said, "Ok, all the women, follow me.''
She was puzzled as she looked at her Master and he nodded so she knew she was supposed to do what she was told.
Several of the other women had obviously been there before and quickly followed so Lisa tagged along. The went into a side room and she was stunned when some of the women who had been there before started unzipping their dresses and stepping out of them. They seemed to take it for granted they were going to be naked. Lisa hesitated until the women in charge snapped her fingers and told her to undress. A butler was waiting with hangers for the dresses.
When Lisa looked at the other naked women, she saw that some of them had pierced nipples and pussy lips. One had Slave Sally tatooed on her butt. Another was wearing a chastity belt and the woman in charge had a key and opened it. And she was stunned to see another women whose pussy had been sewed shut. The woman in charge snipped it open and pulled out the thread. The women were then told to bend over and the butler lubed each of their asses and inserted a butt plug. He then told them to stand up with their legs spread and he inserted a dildo in their pussies. They were now all naked with a butt plug in their ass and a dildo in their pussy.
Lisa couldn't help thinking what was next. She would soon find out. She had certainly never been at a dinner party like this one.
(To be continued)