The Party

I arrive at 3 just as Goddess instructed. I walk through the front gate and don’t even go up to the front door. My instructions are very clear. I walk around the big house into the back yard. I find the wood yard tool chest where I expect. I open it and take out the collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, ball gag harness and all the matching locks. I undress down to my tiny chatity cage and put on each of the items I Found in the chest, locking each one in turn. Then I close the box and use the lock I find there, locking my clothes, id, cell phone and car keys in the chest. I get on my knees and crawl away from it and around the corner, up the back steps to knee near the back door, knees spread, palms up.

My tiny cock is hard in the little cage. My eyes are lowered so when sometimes later the door opens and a leash is attached to my collar I can’t really see who it is. I am led into the house. As we move through the house I can see preparation for a party underway. We walk into the main room and I am led to a small table with a strange tray-like surface and vaguely human shaped frame on top. The frame is open and I am ordered onto the table and into the frame. It closes around me and locks. There are places to lock my collar, ankles and wrists to it. Another straw is used to connect my wait to the frame. The ball gag harness has a ring at the top of my head and that is secured so I am looking directly forward. Then I am left like that in the center of the room.

A little while later a fit man comes into my view. He takes out my ball gag leaving my head harness in place. He offers a water bottle straw. I drank the cold water greedily.

“You are in for quite the evening slut. Your owner was quite generous in the lack of restrictions this evening. No harm and no cumming. That is about it. Are You looking forward to being the party’s fuck toy?”

“Yes sir”

“Well let’s start right now shall we. My guest will arrive soon but I always go first.”

He steps to the side and I hear some mechanical sounds. The table lowers briefly. He walks back in front of me, his robe open and his hard cock at the perfect height to slide right into my waiting mouth. He grips the frame around me and is sliding in and out of my open mouth with ease. I can do nothing but accept his cock buried deep inside my throat. So he is thrusting deep and fast and then is buried deep and cuming down my throat. I swallow all I can and use my tongue to get all the cum off his cock before he retreats.

“Nice job slut. There will be a lot more where that came from tonight”

He replaces my ball gag and moves behind me. More noises and then a wet finger pushes into my asshole leaving me slick and moist.

Soon the room is filling with people. Some slap my ass or balls as they go past. Most ignore me. At one point I hear Goddess’ voice greet someone but she does not visit me. As the music starts and the party really gets going my visitors start to arrivale. They use my holes or paddle my ass or my balls. I scream when I must, mostly it is minor compared to Goddess’ attention. There seems to be all the right tools out of my sight but in easy reach. They cum on me and in me. The hours roll on and I am just a cum dumpster. I am covered in cum. At one point late in the night a man uses me as a urinal. I do my best to accommodate him. Exhausted and weary I hang there half suspended from the frame around me. I am rarely aware of the good byes, the kisses, and the “of course you can stays”. It is quiet. The host comes back in his robe with his water bottle and give me another long drink.

“Nice job slut. No complaints except where everyone would want some. You are quite captivating in your total submission. Your Goddess was not kidding. One More duty then you can shower and rest.”

He replaces my ball gag with a simple funnel gag. He makes sure that any wet cum on my body slides down onto the surface I have been kneeling on all evning. I can hear him scraping the tray like table underneath me all into one corner. He holds a large pint glass in front of me, full of yellow white cum.

“Look at all the cum you missed. This is all yours tonight. Can’t have you stop without finishing every drop now can we.”

He pours it into the funnel slowly, just filling my mouth with a mix of cum from all the men of the party. I am forced to experience the full taste and feel of it over and over. He orders me to hold it each time in my mouth for long minutes while he teas my balls and my sore asshole. I can’t help but moan around my mouthful of cold cum every time. When he lets me swallow he keeps teasing my balls and asks me if I was some more. He knows I can’t help myself and I always nod an enthusiastic cumslut yes.