The Fuckerware Party

The Fuckerware Party - Chapter 08

By Tappy McWidestance

As I walked into our house, I had a feeling of dread that we were about to have a knock down drag out fight that would destroy our marriage. I found Jim in the shower washing away the evidence of his evening. I decided that was a good idea so I headed to the guest bathroom and did the same. Jim was affectionate that night in bed, although it took a lot of foreplay before he could get hard again. I was surprised he even tried given the workout Judy gave him. I guess he was trying to keep his affair secret. In return for his affection, I tried to be more vocal, although since he wasn't being the wildman I saw earlier, I had to be a bit more restrained than Judy. I was getting tired so I faked an orgasm and felt him squirt a tiny load into my womb. We both fell asleep quickly. Any conversation would have to wait.

I was on edge the rest of the weekend waiting for Jim to tell me about Judy, but he didn't. I started to think that maybe he really didn't know about the group yet. I knew I was going to have to discuss this with Mistresses Sharon and Linda at work on Monday, after doing my slave duties of course.

After bringing my mistress to orgasm starting at 7:30 sharp Monday morning, I told her of my dilemma. She told me not to worry that everything would be taken care of. She was trying to teach me to trust the group. I wanted to, but my own insecurities were making it difficult. It was almost 8 and I had to get upstairs. Sharon had Toni come in to reassure me. She told me it was very tough to talk to her boyfriend about it too, but that Sharon could be very convincing when she wanted to be and soon he came around. I understood how convincing Sharon could be so I laughed a little.

Mistress Linda didn't want to talk about Jim. She wanted to talk about what slave I was going to recruit for Suzy. I told her Lisette was my first choice, but I didn't have a clue how to do it. She told me to talk to Suzy and see if her calendar was free for a Friday toy party. She said she would talk to Faith about having Judy host again. This time the party would be a setup. She's getting all the mistresses and slaves to come. Everybody would be in on the goal of seducing Lisette except for her. It would be fun.

I'd have never come up with that kind of party as fun, especially if I was the object of the party. But then again maybe some of Suzy's parties were more like that than I realized. I sent Suzy an email and confirmed that Friday would work for her and asked if she could check with Jill. She said that was good for her and since Jill would do whatever she told her to do, it would be fine with her too. I received an email a little while later from Judy she confirmed that she could host and that Faith could also be there. She also said Helen, Faith's other slave had confirmed. Becky, Molly and Cathy rounded out the group from our office. So we had three mistresses and seven slaves confirmed. Lisette didn't stand a chance. Now we just had to make sure she attended.

Thankfully Judy took care of that. She said Lisette was happy to be invited. Given her lack of enthusiasm at the last party that surprised me a little, but as I was learning, the women of the group can be very persuasive. The rest of the week went by in typical fashion. By typical I mean that I served my mistress every morning at 7:30 and my boss sometime during the day. We only went downstairs once during the week and LaShawn was the beneficiary of my paying the room tax. I know Linda took one of her slaves downstairs each day so the security guards were certainly well taken care of this week. Mistress Faith called me over one night. Jim wasn't home and I don't know if he was with Judy since we didn't repeat the video link. We did repeat her treating her like a doggie and then doing me from behind. This time she took my ass and I loved it. Mike wasn't home though so I didn't get my creamy desert. Fortunately Jim was more than capable when he got home and we made very passionate love. It seemed like things were finally starting to stabilize.

Friday all the slaves in my office (myself, Cathy, Molly and Becky) were kept on edge by Sharon and Linda. They told us they wanted us "primed" for the party. I wasn't sure what to expect that night, but I was sure I would enjoy myself. We were instructed to be there at 7:30. Mistress Suzy laid out the plan. Since Lisette didn't know I had joined Suzy as a demonstrator, tonight I would be a regular customer. Suzy would do her regular sales pitch, but we were all to be more sexually expressive and try on the clothes and test the toys. We should start leaving the living room like Lisette would expect, but as the night wore on, we should show her more and more. We should also talk about how great the toys felt and how they have helped in our respective marriages. I almost felt sorry for Lisette. I didn't know if Judy and Jill had been denied their orgasms today, but I knew the rest of us were randy for action. Unfortunately Mistress Sharon and Toni already had a special night planned with Sharon’s husband so they were not there.

At 8pm the doorbell range and Lisette entered the lion's den. She was dressed casually again. She was still cute as a button with her blonde hair up in a pony tail. I could see why Suzy wanted to take her. If all went well, tonight she would. The party started as each one did with casual conversation and a few bottles of wine, cheese and crackers. It seemed Lisette was in a good mood. It was hard to gauge the group's mood because I couldn't tell who was acting a part and who was being genuine. Around 8:40 Suzy began the demonstrations. The tone was decidedly more sexual than at the first party Lisette and I attended. Cathy was the first to test drive a toy and Jill soon followed. They disappeared upstairs, probably to the same bedroom. Both came back flushed and a little sweaty. All the slaves took their turns upstairs. I noticed as Suzy talked, Mistress Linda and Mistress Faith kept trying to steer the conversation with Lisette to her husband, whether she was happy, whether she was fulfilled and tried to assess their next move. They were not as direct as I make it sound. They were experts at driving the conversation subtly. We all joined in at various times to make sure it didn't sound like we were interrogating Lisette. She was cautious and obviously didn't share intimate information about herself easily. But the mistresses got the information they needed eventually as we purposely kept the conversation light and disarming. I must say Linda and Faith were masterful.

I could tell everyone except possibly Lisette was getting hot and bothered by her seduction. I still couldn't quite tell about her. Jill and I modeled a few provocative outfits for the group, although our purpose was more to gauge Lisette reaction to having us stand in front of her. She was a tough nut to crack. While we were back in the bedroom changing into our clothes, Jill took me in her arms and gave me a passionate kiss.

"God, I've been dying to do that all night," she breathlessly exclaimed. "Suzy's teased me all week and not let me cum once. If Lisette doesn't crack soon I'm going to rape her."

"Rape her?"

"Well not really. But I'm ready to tear off her clothes and have a big orgy. Aren't you?"

"The orgy part sounds good. I just don't think she's right for the group."

"She's right. I can see it in her eyes. She's just got a block in her mind. We'll wear her down."

We headed back to the party. Suzy had convinced Lisette to at least hold one of the more powerful vibrators. She looked a little scared as Suzy turned it on, but she didn't put it down. Her eyes were downcast as she stared at the toy buzzing in her hand. The party almost stopped as everyone but Suzy was staring at her. Suzy kept her sales banter up, the professional that she is, so that Lisette since she wasn't watching would think everything was normal. The tone had definitely changed.

I expected that we were finally breaking through her barriers. I hoped she would excuse herself to try the toy. Suzy even suggested it. But Lisette held fast. She turned off the vibrator and handed it back to Suzy. I could tell Suzy was trying to decide what to do.

"That's about it ladies. That's all I brought," she announced.

"Don't you have anything else?" Faith asked. "Did you bring your special toys in the car?"

Suzy looked at her for a moment.

"I've got my bondage demonstration case in the car. Is that what you mean? I didn't think you girls were into that," she lied.

"How about it girls? Do you want to see the bondage toys?" she asked the group.

Unanimously, except for Lisette, everyone answered yes. Lisette looked a little scared. Suzy went out to the car while Judy opened another two bottles of wine. I wondered if Faith was pushing Lisette too far too fast. Suzy returned with two more cases. I recognized one contained the bondage bed. The other held various restraints, collars, crops, whips and the like. Suzy opened the cases on the floor.

"Volunteers?" she asked.

I was ready, but I wasn't sure how the mistresses intended to play this so I remained quiet as all the slaves did. Mistress Faith was the first to talk.

"Let's spin the bottle to pick a volunteer."

"A fine idea Faith," Suzy declared.

Judy grabbed one of the empty wine bottles. I felt like I was at a kinky high school party. Suzy laid out a couple of quick rules.

"I need two volunteers. We will spin the bottle twice. Whoever is chosen will come with me into the bedroom and I'll dress you. You'll then model for the rest of the group."

Jill and I had sat down on either side of Lisette. I'm sure she was petrified about being picked. Suzy kneeled in the middle and spun the bottle. I could tell she was trying to predict how much resistance would be needed to pick Lisette. Unfortunately she was a little light and got Jill. Not to say Jill wasn't happy. She gave a little clap and stood up. Suzy reset the bottle. I noticed she was starting the bottle in a slightly different position trying to make a better spin. I doubt Lisette noticed. Looking over at her as the bottle spun I could see a bead of sweat on her cheek. She was also staring daggers at the bottle. I think everybody else but Suzy was looking at her.

Suzy did her best. You could almost make the argument that she hit her target as the bottle stopped between Lisette and me. I expected Suzy, Faith or Linda to claim Lisette was the winner, but I knew the bottle was just past the half way point between us. Suzy declared me the selected one and I acted happy. I really wasn't acting. I was happy. I just wished Lisette had been selected so the peer pressure, fueled by her wine consumption, might drive her to letting herself go. I joined Jill and Suzy in the bedroom.

"Well girls," Suzy began. "How many times have we found ourselves in this situation? I think Lisette is going to need a different tactic. Just do one of our regular party shows and see where it goes."

We dressed in our bondage themed outfits. I was wearing leather. Jill was in latex. We both looked hot. Suzy collared us and led us back to the group with leashes attached to our collars. We received a rousing round of applause from everyone by Lisette. She looked very uncomfortable. Suzy led us from woman to woman. I could tell Lisette was squirming as we stood before her. She was the only one not to cop a discrete feel while checking out the outfits. We were running out of time as our husbands would soon be expecting us home so Suzy turned up the heat. As Jill and I were showing the various cuffs, blindfolds and tails to the women, Suzy was busy setting up the bondage bed. Looking to us she asked for a volunteer. Neither of us did. In my case I wanted to keep up the appearance that we were not the most willing participants. I assumed Jill just wanted me tied up again.

Suzy solved the problem by having us play rock, paper, scissors to determine who would "volunteer." Jill won. Her paper covered my rock and I was quickly restrained on the dining room table. I could see the group converge around me. Lisette stayed in her chair. Suzy did her best to sell the benefits of the bondage bed. Everyone looking already knew about this wonderful piece of equipment, but they kept asking questions for Lisette’s benefit. In reality they were more interested in touching my body. I doubt Lisette could see through the wall of female flesh to see them teasing me, but I hoped she could. Suzy stopped talking and walked back into the living room. I'm sure she was putting the final push on Lisette. Mistress Faith had slid a finger into my pussy. She was done playing games and her wonderful digit brought the expected moan from my mouth. Linda pulled my left breast out of my leather bra and began sucking on it. More moans from me. I imagined Suzy putting the moves on Lisette, breaking through her defenses and not sharing her as the group was concentrating on me. But I was right where I wanted to be. I had hands all over my body. They were squeezing, rubbing, poking, prodding and gloriously pushing themselves inside by pussy. The "sales" party was over. The real party was beginning. I guess I was on the bed for about 15 minutes before the group splintered off back to the living room. Linda pulled the Velcro straps off and helped me to my feet. They had not let me come yet, but I was sure I would be soon.

I walked into the living room and Lisette and Suzy were gone. I didn't know what happened. Did Suzy convert her and take her upstairs? Did Lisette run home in terror? The front door opened and Suzy returned carrying another case. Lisette was not with her.

"I did my best girls, but she went home."

A wave of disappointment swept over the group.

"But I did bring something special for our slaves."

Suzy brought the case to the center of the room. She unhooked the snaps and folded it flat. Inside were a strap-on dildo, a chin dildo and four dildos with shorter straps. I recognized the first two but the other four were a mystery. I wasn't sure what they were for. Mistress Suzy, now in her dominate voice instead of her sales voice ordered me to the center of the room. I stood still as she stripped me of my leather sales costume and attached the strap-on around my hips. She then attached the chin dildo in place and told me to lie down.

"Good girl. Now spread your arms and legs. Wait; turn so your pussy faces the couch. OK. Good."

Mistress Faith and Mistress Linda were sitting on the couch looking directly at my glistening pussy. Mistress Suzy then went to work strapping the other four dildos to my thighs and forearms. I had six fake dicks standing at attention from various parts of my body. I knew what was coming next. I think everybody did. Mistress Suzy didn't have to say a word. Quickly the six other slaves were shedding their clothes and mounting one of my cocks. I could do nothing but lay on the ground as Cathy's pussy slid up and down on my chin dildo. Her pungent ass was bouncing on my face. I could feel the other girls fucking themselves, but the only pleasure I was getting was an indirect pressure on my clit from the strap-on. The other slaves apparently did not have that problem as the sounds of girl love echoed in the room and the smell of happy women filled the air.

I could only imagine the looks of satisfaction coming from the couch. The mistresses had six beautiful women facing them as they fucked themselves silly. Everyone was getting what they wanted except me. But until we took Lisette, I'd be low woman on the hierarchy so what could I do? Nothing except wait as the six other slaves fucked themselves until they all came. I think Cathy came twice.  The front row, Jill, Becky and Molly, got the privilege of crawling to the couch and satisfying our mistresses. Cathy helped me out of the strap-on harness and then dropped to her knees and made sure I received my pleasure. I thanked her with a deep wet kiss. I could taste myself on her lips. The party broke up after that. I didn't know what the next play was with Lisette. I figured Suzy, Faith and Linda would figure that out.

It turns out, Lisette made the next move. She arrived at my house the next morning and  looked as cute as ever. We went out in the backyard and sat on our patio chatting and enjoying our morning coffee. I didn't bring up the party. I was waiting for her to make the first move.

"Can I ask you something personal, Tina?" she began

"Of course. Ask anything."

"Did you enjoy being tied to the table last night?"

"Actually I did. Bondage can be very fun."

"I'm not sure. I kind of freaked out last night."

"Freaked out? What do you mean," I asked.

I could tell Lisette was uncomfortable, but at the same time wanted to talk about this. I just had to give her enough space to come to me in her own time. I saw that she was thinking about how to phrase her next sentence. Unfortunately Jim decided that was the perfect time to walk out onto the patio. Immediately the look on Lisette's face told me our conversation was over.

"Good morning girls," Jim said joyfully.

"Lisette, let me introduce my husband Jim," I said.

Lisette extended her hand and greeting Jim. The three of us made small talk while Lisette finished her coffee and then she excused herself to go home. I was silently cursing Jim as I walked Lisette to the front door. As she was leaving, Lisette asked if I could come over to her house later to talk. I was elated, although I tried not to show it. I agreed, of course, and told her I'd be over in about an hour. She said that was fine. She'd have the coffee ready.

Sitting in Lisette's kitchen an hour later she seemed much more at home, both literally and figuratively. She made a point of telling me her husband was off at the golf course as he always was on the weekend. Humm, alone for hours every Saturday and Sunday. My devious mind began to plot. We got back onto the conversation we started on my patio. Lisette was a totally different person. It was like she had been holding her feelings in for so long that now that she had a sympathetic ear, she was going let it all hang out.

She told me about the neglect of her husband. About how at their young age he should be passionate every night but it seemed like sex was a chore for him. I told her I could sympathize. She told me about her growing up having very few boyfriends and even in college not dating too often. How she had only had four sexual partners in her life which seemed unreal to me as cute as she was. Certainly the boys in college would have been beating a path to her door. How she really wanted to buy a vibrator at the party but was too embarrassed and a host of other juicy details I filled away in my memory to share with the mistresses.

I just kept nodding and letting her talk as she poured out her heart to me. I'd speak when I needed to, but mostly I let her ramble until a direct question snapped me back.

"Did you and Judy have sex at the party?"

So far Lisette’s entire monologue had been about her husband and guys in general. This was the first time she mentioned another woman. I figured I didn't have anything to lose at this point by telling the truth.

"Yes."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes I did."

"But you're both married?"

"True. But my story isn't that different from yours. My sex life at home wasn't that great. I did buy a toy at the first party we went to and things sort of happened from there."

I didn't feel the need to detail what those things were at this point.

"Lately I've been wondering what it would be like to be with another woman," she confessed.

Was she hitting on me? We had the house to ourselves for a while. She was acting very coy. Was this an open invitation or not? I decided not to push my luck.

"It's wonderful being with another woman. They are so different from men. I still love Jim, but I get a certain satisfaction from being with a woman that in some ways is much better."

I hoped that made sense to her. I wanted to just jump her and I struggled to restrain myself. She looked at me like she was thinking about my response and formulating her own.

"I'm not sure, Tina. It seems so naughty."

I chuckled to myself at her choice of naughty as an adjective.

"It is if you do it right," I responded with a little laugh to show her I might be joking.

I decided now was the time to make my move so I moved over to her a planted a soft kiss on her lips. She didn't really respond, but she didn't pull away either. I moved back and looked at her waiting for either approval to do it again or a signal to back off. She really didn't give me either.

"Was that OK?" I asked.

Lisette paused. "I guess so," she responded.

"Can I do it again?" I asked.

She paused again. "Yes."

I moved over to her again and gave her another gentle kiss. She was more responsive this time. I didn't want to push my luck so I didn't give her the deep passionate kiss I wanted to. If everything went right, that would happen soon enough.

I pulled back again waiting for a reaction. I watched as she licked her lips slightly and then looked at me.

"I'm sorry Tina. I'm not sure about this."

"There's nothing to be sorry about Lisette," I answered. "If it's not for you, then it's not for you. No harm done."

"No, that's not it. I think it might be for me, but not with you. I'm sorry."

Lisette was visible shaken. I was a little shaken too. What was wrong with me?

"I don't understand."

"It's not you, Tina. It's me."

"I still don't understand."

"As I told you, I've been curious about being with a woman for a while. But it would be weird to be with somebody I know when it's my first time. If it went terribly wrong it would be too awkward to see you in the neighborhood. I'm sorry if I led you on."

"Don't worry, Lisette. I understand. You think, correct me if I'm wrong, that you would rather have a one-night stand to break your girl on girl cherry, so to speak. Then if you don't like it, you don't have to see that person again."

"Exactly. Is that weird?"

"Sort of, but it makes sense on some level too. Why don't you just go to a gay bar and let yourself be picked up. You are a beautiful young woman. I have no doubt you could find somebody who turns you on."

"I'd be way too scared of doing that," she countered. "I'm too shy."

I thought for a minute. A plan was hatching to turn this to the group's advantage.

"What if I went to the bar with you as your wing woman? I could run interference for you until you found what you are looking for. If you're with me, you'll be safer. If whoever hits on you doesn’t interest you, you can pretend to be with me."

I couldn't believe I came up with that plan on the spot. I'd take her to the bar and have Mistress Sharon and Toni conveniently show up and pick her up. Toni was close to her age and beautiful. If Lisette didn't fall for her, then Mistress Sharon could use her exquisite powers of persuasion to capture her. The only risk would be having somebody else get to her first.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"What about my husband? Isn't he going to notice?"

"You said he's a golf nut right? Well my husband Jim is going to his annual golf buddies weekend in two weeks. He's got some friends from college who all meet at a different course each year and play as much as they can for two days. He's leaving Friday afternoon and getting back late Sunday night. I'm sure I could get an invitation for your hubby. I remember Jim saying they only had 7 this year and were still looking for an 8th."

I could see the wheels turning in her head.

"I bet your husband would appreciate that you're thinking of him by giving him time away to do what he loves. Plus, if you find somebody, you don't have to worry about him getting in the way. It’s a win/win situation."

I'd laid it out the best I could. If this didn't work, I was ready to give up on her and find somebody else. To my joy, Lisette agreed. I gave her a hug, but no kiss. She seemed almost disappointed but I wanted to respect her stated desire. I went home and talked to Jim. He seemed pleased that I found him a new playing partner. Now I just had to get Mistress Sharon and Toni on board.

I called my mistress and told her of my plan. She congratulated me on working it out. She said she had talked to Suzy after the party and they were struggling a bit formulating their own plan. She told me she would make sure Toni was at Club Uno by 8:45 on Friday. She said it didn't get crowded until after 11 so there wouldn't be too much competition to worry about. She said we should arrive by 9 and that she would be there by 9:15. She wanted Toni to try and pick up Lisette, but if she was hesitant, I should let Toni pick me up. No problem there I thought.

I was to let Toni join us at our table. That would help shut out more perspective suitors who troll for single girls or couples more than groups. Mistress Sharon said that after she arrived she would take charge. I would be going home with whoever Lisette didn't pick. I guess I was the consolation prize.

By the time I hung up the phone I was wet with excitement. Lisette would be my first seduction and I was looking forward to it. During the week I visited Suzy to tell her my plan. She was so happy she gave me a good fucking without asking for any oral favors in return. Of course I gave her pleasure anyway. That's just the kind of girl I am.

I could hardly wait for our date night to arrive. Lisette called me 3 or 4 times that next week to go over the details. It was always the same questions. What should I wear? How should I act? What goes on at a gay bar? And on and on. I kept trying to reassure her just to go with the flow. Dress like you would at a dance club. Wear something sexy. You're trying to meet someone to take you home so it paid to advertise. As for how to act, just be yourself. Expect to be asked to dance and don't freak out if a girl touches you more intimately than a guy would at a regular bar. The girls will know you’re a virgin. Some like that, some don't. And wear your wedding ring. If asked, just admit you’re curious. Tell them you're looking for some instruction. They'll like that. I was pretty much talking out of my butt at this point. I'd never been to this bar and I had no clue what Sharon was planning or what she was telling Toni to do. The big day finally came. The boys left at 4 to begin the 3 hour drive to the resort. I told Lisette to shower, shave, dress and come over about 8.

I got myself ready early. I was on pins and needles. Mistress Sharon called to confirm we were still a go. I dressed for success. I wore a dress with a plunging neck line that hugged my hips and then flared out to a hem about 4 inches above my knees. I pulled on some stay up stockings and put on a sexy pair of open toe shoes with a 3 inch heel. For some reason I didn't choose my sexiest lingerie. I picked a regular thong and bra. I guess since my destiny for the night had already been decided, it never occurred to me to wear nicer lingerie.

Lisette however took my advice to dress sexy. She was a vision when she appeared at my door. I wanted to forget the bar and take her right to the bedroom, which I told her. She hesitated as if she was contemplating my offer. I knew Mistress Sharon would punish me severely for screwing up the plan so I quickly rescinded the offer, gracefully of course. I served Lisette a glass of wine and then a second to relax her. The bar wasn't too far across town so we left my house at 8:40. I could tell she was anxious. So was I.

Traffic wasn't bad for a Friday night so I wasn't worried about being on time. I wasn't worried until I noticed the temperature gauge on the dashboard was rapidly climbing. Something was wrong with the engine. We were not too far from the bar, but I wasn't sure if we could make it. It was now 8:55 and the gauge just went into the red zone on the dial. I spied a small auto garage I'd never noticed before. The lights in the service bay were still on so I pulled in. Lisette and I both got out of the car. She waited next to it while I went inside. Fortunately the door was still open. The sign said they were open until 9, but nobody was at the counter. There was a bell on the counter so I rang it. There was no immediate response so I did the next best thing. I sent a text to my mistress and Toni that we were having car trouble and would be there as soon as we could. I figured Sharon would get the message although I didn't know if Toni would hear her phone. I rang the bell a second time. From the shop area a heard a woman's voice call out "hold on."

I waited as patiently as I could, but time was wasting away. A minute or two later a short woman walked out of the service area. She was wearing coveralls and a baseball cap with the garage's logo on it. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail through the cap's adjustment strap. Her face was dirty from a mix of sweat and grease. She was obviously the mechanic. Her nametag said Ronda.

"My car's overheating," I told her.

She gave me a deliberate look up and down before answering.

"OK. I'm kind of busy and we're about to close up. Can I look at it tomorrow?"

I told her we were on the way out for the evening. She peered out the window and saw Toni leaning against the car. She looked like she should be in a music video.

"And just where are you heading?" she asked.

I didn't think it would hurt to tell her, so I said "Club Uno."

"Oh, two of those kind of girls," she said.

"What kind of girls? I've never been there before" I asked.

"Club Uno is for posers. It's a decent enough place. It's clean and the drinks are reasonably priced. But if you’re looking for hard core action it isn't there. The crowd is mainly suburban weekend bi housewives looking to scratch some itch their husbands can't handle."

I couldn't believe she described Lisette and to a lesser extent me perfectly. I felt required to defend our honor.

"Not all of us are prissy housewives. We can handle ourselves."

"You couldn't handle me sweetie. I chew up little girls like you and spit them out."

I didn't like being called a little girl. Especially by someone I was a few inches taller than and of about the same age.

"Oh, I can handle whatever you can dish out," I countered.

"I doubt it. Fem girls like you exist to be punished and to please strong women like me. But I'll make you a deal. Leave your car. I live upstairs in the apartment so I'll start some diagnostics and then come back down and see if I can fix it. Take a cab over to the club. Do your little pedestrian dancing. Let some girly girl buy you drink. Heck let yourself be picked up for an unsatisfying night eating pussy. I'll have your car ready by morning. Or..."

I waited as her option hung in the air.

"Be back here by midnight. That's when I usually go out. But if you come back, know that I don't take no for an answer and I indent on teaching you what you definitely will not find at the club."

She gave me a card with the garage's phone number on it.

"Don't worry it rings upstairs too."

She then called a cab for us and walked outside to look at the engine. It was steaming when she opened the hood. Lisette and I peered over her shoulder as she tried to get a look.

"I'm going to have to let this thing cool down. Leave everything to me."

She shut the hood and took the keys. The cab arrived and Lisette got in the back seat. Ronda was shutting the garage door and walked back over to me.

"Bring her back tonight and I'll go easy on you," she said with a smirk.

I watched as she turned without another word and walked back into the garage office. She never even asked for my name. The cab driver honked his horn so I quickly joined Lisette in the back seat. We told him where to go and we were off.

We arrived at the club at 9:15. I was glad to be only 15 minutes late. I hoped Mistress Sharon wasn't too upset, but it couldn't be helped. We walked into the bar. It was dimly lit as I expected and a strong dance beat was blaring out of the speakers. I spotted Toni sitting at the bar. She looked at Lisette and smiled at me. I lead Lisette in and ordered two glasses of white wine. I looked around and noticed a few unoccupied booths near a hallway where a sign said bathrooms. I was surprised to see a number of men present. Apparently I assumed it would be all women. Of course the men were all paired with each other. I steered Lisette over to one of the booths. It was around the corner from the dance floor so it wasn't quite as loud.

Looking around while Lisette got settled I saw several predatory looking women watching us. I looked at Toni who was watching them too. I hoped Sharon would arrive soon. I saw Toni pull out her phone and send a message. Just as we were finishing our first drink, I saw her stand up. She appeared at our table with a tray of three wine glasses and asked if she could join us. I looked to Lisette who nodded. I thought she would like Toni.

We talked and sipped our wine. Toni was not overly aggressive, which was probably a good choice this time. I nervously sat waiting for my Mistress to arrive. I was there to bring Lisette, but I also wanted to play myself. We were almost done with our drinks when I saw Sharon walk through the door. Almost on cue, Toni asked if we wanted another glass of wine. Lisette quickly agreed. I guess she thought some liquid courage would help her too.

Toni walked back to the bar. I was trying to watch Sharon without being too obvious. I knew her plan was to take Lisette home and educate her and I was wondering how she planned to do that. Toni arrived with three more glasses of wine just as the song from the DJ ended and the next one began. I had no idea who the artist was, but Toni exclaimed, "I love this song. Who wants to dance?"

I looked at Lisette who had the appearance of needing at least one more glass of courage. I told Toni I was game. Maybe if I started having a good time Lisette could loosen up. Toni took my hand and led me to the floor. I loved to dance and Toni was an expert. I loved watching her shake her sexy body as I did my best to put on a good show for her. I hoped Lisette could see us from the table, but I was more concerned with Toni at the moment. Some other women began to dance near us and for a few moments I was concerned they would be hitting on us. I had to remember to be focused on our task.

I saw Sharon walking around the corner. I yelled into Toni ear asking whether we should go back to the table. She yelled back no, not yet. We stayed on the dance floor for two more song. I was sweating and more than a little turned on by shaking my body in such close proximity to Toni and to the other women at the bar. Finally when the song ended, Toni took my hand and started walking off the floor. A new song started as we were walking around the corner to our booth. I wasn't surprised to see Sharon leading a giddy Lisette out onto the floor. Her proper seduction had begun.

I wanted to stay at the corner where we could see the dance floor but Toni pulled me back to the booth.

"Give them some privacy. Lisette will get weirded out by you watching her."

"I told her I would watch out for her."

"You already left her alone once. She thinks you’re trying to hook up with me. She'll be fine. Anyway, Mistress Sharon has everything under control. The plan is working perfectly."

I sat down with a bit of a huff, but Toni put an end to that. She slid in next to me and grabbed my head pulling me into a torrid French kiss. We made out with a passion which had me leaking juices into my thong as she began to run her hands all over my body. She held me close for the length of the entire song doing her best to turn me on. And it worked. When she finally broke the kiss for air, I was breathless. I'm sure my makeup was smeared. Toni looked a little worse for wear too, but there was definitely a fire in her eyes. I looked back toward the dance floor, but Sharon and Lisette had not returned. Toni took a sip of wine and then rested her head on my shoulder. I took a sip of my wine and put my arm around her. I wanted more, but I'd have to wait until the next part of Sharon's plan was implemented.

As it turned out, to my surprise and joy, that was only about 3 minutes in the making. After the second song ended, Toni once again began ferociously kissing me. She was holding my neck with her right hand while her left ran itself all over my body and finally up under my dress, along my thighs and onto my pussy. I was making little whimpering sounds as I begged her with my eyes to finger fuck me every time she pulled my head back to breath. I was guessing Mistress Sharon's plan was to get me aroused enough to join whatever perverted thing she had planned for Lisette. Either that or Toni was enjoying her temporary position of power she held as Sharon's assistant for the night.

I was thoroughly enjoying Toni's hand sliding up and down my slit and having her tongue explore every inch of my mouth when Lisette and Sharon returned to the booth. I didn't notice them walking up. Rather I felt the change of weight as Lisette slid into the other side of the booth. Toni broke our furious kiss and released my neck. Her body posture however, remained very possessive as she was bent slightly over my left shoulder to give her left hand better access under my dress. I noticed Lisette looked down my body as Toni's fingers finally pushed their way into my holy spot. I knew she couldn't see anything through my dress, but there was a lump where Toni's hand was cupping my mound. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. I released a soft moan when Toni flicked my clit. It was obvious what we were doing.

I opened my eyes expecting Lisette to have freaked out, but she didn't. She was sitting watching our show intently with a mixed expression of fear and curiousness. She took a big swig of her wine and then excused herself to go to the bathroom. All three of us watched her closely as she disappeared down the hallway.

"How did your dance go Mistress?" Toni asked.

"Fine. She's an open book. We're going to my place soon. By morning Suzy will have her slave girl." Sharon replied matter-of-factly.

I was in awe. How could she do that in a 10 minutes of conversation and 10 minutes on the dance floor? I watched as Sharon pulled a small bag out of her handbag. She gave it to Toni. Toni looked at me and then gestured toward the bathroom.

"Make sure she sees you going into the stall," Mistress Sharon commanded.

We both nodded, although I didn't know what I was agreeing to do. Toni led me back to the lady's room. I hoped only Lisette was there. I hadn't seen anybody else going down the hall, but I'd been distracted. Toni pushed me through the bathroom door. She was acting drunk and staggering a bit. This must have been part of the game. Lisette was standing at the sink trying to touch up her make-up. She must have been serious about Sharon and wanted to look good for her. I looked at her and I knew she had seen us in the mirror. I raised my hand to wave to her, but "drunken" Toni continued to shove me along the walls toward the stalls. I lost sight of Lisette as Toni directed me to the handicapped stall. Once the door was secure, she became sober Toni again and whispered in my ear, "That was fun."

Toni proceeded to lift my dress and pull down my thong. She then got down on her knees and dropped my dress over her head. The touch of her tongue on my lustful pussy was electric. I moaned again. This time it wasn't a soft moan either. I knew Lisette could hear me. Opening my eyes I looked down and noticed Toni's feet would clearly be visible under the stall door. I heard the bathroom door open and close. Lisette before she left or whoever came in would instantly know what was happening.

Toni wasn't working with subtleties. She slid two fingers into my pussy while she munched my clit trying to get me off as quick as possible. I was guessing Sharon wanted us to make an appearance at the table before she left with her conquest so Toni was hurrying. I felt strange grabbing Toni's head since I couldn't see it, but I was starting to become unsteady the closer I got to climaxing. She was taking me closer and closer and my sounds were getting louder and louder. I heard a toilet flush in the stall next to us and a yell of "get a room." It wasn't either Sharon or Lisette's voice. That was enough to set me off. I showered Toni with love and she lapped up every drop. I was breathing hard and unable to speak when she pulled her head back from under my dress. Her face was a mess, but she was smiling.

I expected her to pick up my underwear, but instead she reached into the bag Sharon had given her, apparently for a replacement. She pulled out a strange looking thong. It had what looked like a plastic cup on the front and a luggage lock on the back. I was confused. Fortunately Toni explained.

"Sharon wants me to stop at her house to help speed Toni's training. She knew that without an orgasm you would be likely to find a new partner here tonight so she wanted me to help you out. She also gave me this to make sure. If you need to pee, you better do it now."

I hiked up my dress and sat down on the toilet. Toni's eyes were locked on mine. Lust burned in my soul as I tried to relax enough to pee in front of her. Finally I did, but it was humiliating and arousing at the same time. I looked at the contraption as she began to slide it up my leg. The purpose of the garment quickly made sense as she had me stand up. Toni positioned the cup over my pussy. It was a tight smooth fit. There were a series of small holes drilled into the plastic near the bottom. The back of the panty was a thick strap which covered my backside, although there was a generously sized reinforced hole directly over my asshole. Built into the top of the panty was a thick belt which Toni cinched tight and locked in the back. Whatever this was, it wasn't coming off without a key. Then it hit me. It was a chastity panty.

Toni pulled my dress back down and stood up to lead me out of the bathroom. She didn't stop to fix her make-up and she didn't let me stop to let me fix mine. By the time we were in the hallway walking back to the booth, she was once again Drunk Toni. I joined her faking a drunk stagger. We collapsed back into the booth. As I slid around I noticed Sharon's hand was under Lisette's skirt. I was happy for her. Our trip to the bathroom was not included in the short amount of chit chat while Sharon and Lisette finished their glasses of wine. Sharon then announced it had been nice to meet us and stood up extending her hand to Lisette. She smiled at me and took Sharon's hand allowing herself to be led out of the club and into her own adventure. As they passed the bar Sharon repositioned Lisette in front of her. She then looked back at us and pulled Lisette's thong out of her handbag. She waved it like a trophy for our benefit and the viewing jealous of the other woman at the bar and then flung it to the bartender and continued to follow Lisette out. Toni perked up immediately.

"I had fun in the bathroom. I'm looking forward to playing with you again soon. Mistress told me to expect her tomorrow morning at your house. She wants you to be naked and waiting for her."

With that she was up and walking toward the door. I was left in the booth alone. My pussy was wet but protected from me doing anything about it. I sat by myself sipping my wine. Several other women stopped by and began chatting me up, but restricted as I was, I didn't bother even giving them the time of day. I slowly finished my wine trying to gather my thoughts and then got up and left. It was now 11:30 and I was going home to an empty house.

I walked into the parking lot and suddenly remembered I didn't have a car. It was still at the shop. I fished around in my purse and found the card I had received from the garage. I opened up my cell and dialed the number. Ronda answered the phone on the fifth ring. She was as surly as she had been when I dropped off the car. She told me she was getting ready to go out for the night and that I should get the car tomorrow. I told her we were done at the club and I could grab a cab and get it right now. She told me if I could get there before she left, that was fine, but I'd better make it within 15 minutes. I looked around hoping a cab would be driving by. As luck would have it, one was just pulling in dropping off two guys. I told Ronda there was a cab right here and that I was on my way. She told me to come up the stairs in the back to the apartment.

I arrived 8 minutes later. The lights were still on in the apartment, although the garage area was dark. The cab driver asked if I wanted him to stay for a few minutes but I was sure she was home so I told him he could go. I looked at the window of the apartment one more time as I was getting out of the cab. I saw a silhouette of a thin, busty, long haired woman walk past. Who was that I wondered?

I began to walk to the back of the garage. The chastity panty reminded me with every step that I was going to be without relief until Mistress Faith removed it. The area behind the garage where I was looking for the stairs was unlit. It was kind of scary, but I needed my car. I found the stairs and slowly made my way up to the landing. There was a door in bad need of a paint job. I wasn't expecting the inside to be any nicer. I knocked on the door and waited. Then I knocked again. I'd seen somebody inside and the apartment couldn't be that big. I knocked a third time. From inside I heard an angry voice.

"I heard you the first time bitch. Keep your panties on."

I couldn't take my panties off if I wanted to. I heard the deadbolt click and the door swung open. Ronda backed away and I walked in. Only this wasn't the Ronda I saw in the garage. The girl in the coveralls was a greasy and plain looking mess. This Ronda was obvious ready for a kinky night on the town. Her coveralls had been replaced with tight, hip hugging leather pants than ended just at the top of her ass crack. I could see that clearly as she walked away from me. Her leather halter top ended just below her breasts and obviously had a built in push up bra. I hadn't noticed her breasts in the coveralls, but obviously she was stacked and not afraid to display her charms. Her abs was tight and she had a pierced belly button. I wondered what other piercings she might have. Her hair, instead of being pulled back was now down and framed her head with a gentle wave. It was jet black and matched her leather. Looking down, I noticed she also was wearing leather boots with stiletto heels and a silver metal tip. She looked like the biker chick from hell. The inside of my chastity panty immediately got a little wetter. She definitely oozed confidence and the ability to back up the threats she made earlier.

"So I guess you didn't find what you were looking for at Club Uno," she began.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that. I'd say the night went fine," I replied.

"No, if you found what you needed, you wouldn't be here now."

I didn't want to get in an argument, so I didn't reply again. I watched as Ronda began to advance on me.

"No, you've been thinking about what I do to weak fem girls. I'm sure some other fem girls tried to pick you up at the bar, but you know you need someone stronger."

She was close enough that I could smell her leather and her words were cutting me to the bone. She invaded my personal space. Although she was shorter than me, with her boots on the extra inch of her heel over my heel helped equalize our height. When she told me to kick my shoes off I did. She now had an inch height advantage. But height wasn't the only advantage she possessed. She had the aggressive nature than turned my knees to jelly. If she wanted me she could have me. She knew it and I knew it. She told me to pull up my dress. She wanted to check if it was wet for her. I wondered what her reaction would be to my panties.

“What the hell?”