In Her Debt - Part 33

Andrea was a submissive serving girl and had been thoroughly fucked by most of the guests at the party. She would not be allowed to experience Alex's oral worshipping this night. She began busying herself tidying up the room whilst desperately trying not to fall over in these truly evil heel-less boots.

The orgy was now winding down and Cassandra began to revert from insatiable fuck-bunny back to hostess. Valery and Bridgitte informed them that Andrea was going to drive them home. Bridgitte informed the assembled guests that Andrea's performance as their maid was so sub-standard that she was going to spend hours punishing her. Andrea looked forlorn at this but the others suspected the submissive, masochist was merely playing a role for her dominatrix friend.

Arabella untied Alex's ankles and helped him up. His legs were shaky and he was exhausted. It was now nearly 2am and Arabella informed him they would be staying here tonight. Cassandra owned this whole building and so guest rooms were not a problem. He was ushered towards one of them and told to change into his pyjamas and return for a nightcap.

When he got to the room he was greeted by two things. The room was little more than a boudoir decked out in black silks with red frills and a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket. It will illuminated by numerous candles and the air was heavy with perfume. A four poster bed dominated the room decked in black and red silk and, shamelessly, heavy duty restraints fitted to the four corners. An array of sex toys and BDSM implements were arrayed across the room. He began examining them, some were simple whips and riding crops, some were truly wicked torture equipment and some were quite unfathomable to him.

The other thing that greeted him was the pyjamas. The top was frilly bright pink babydoll with spaghetti straps, a plunging neckline and a frilly white bow across the front. The accompanying top was equally pink and almost sheer and didn't meet in the middle, the tie-belt had been removed affording him now chance of modesty. The bottoms were smooth and slick, they same down to his calf and ended with a shocking of white lace. He groaned. The ladies were always looking for more ways to make him blush.

He could hear Cassandra calling him so he quickly got changed and returned to meet the others.

Those who were staying over had all changed into nightwear. If his appearance amused them they didn't show it, in fact the all cooed and stroked him and told him how utterly divine he looked. Camera phones were produced to capture his beauty for posterity furthering his humiliation. Cassandra handed him a mug of cocoa as the other guests began to leave. "Alex, we were going to have another gathering next weekend but Andrea has informed us she is away on business....Will you volunteer for drinks duty when she's away please...it'd really help me out" everyone in the room looked at him, after the mind-blowing welcome he'd received this evening it was difficult for him to refuse so he nodded his agreement. He was quickly enveloped in grateful hug. Arabella smiled as yet another of her coven gained access to Alex.

With three of the guests now departed the other Ladies sat down and giggle and talked over their experiences. Alex was desperately hoping for the orgasm he'd been promised but didn't want to raise the subject. It fell to Jane "So Alex, we said once you've pleasured all the ladies at the party we'd allow you to cum. We see from your attire that you are happy to be one of the girls so..." she left the question hanging.

Alex was still shy and his outfit and current circumstances made him far from demanding when it came to sex "Well.....please....can I cum" he stammered

Jane set down her mug "I sucked that delightful little cock of yours earlier Alex and you filled my mouth with your cum but as yet I've not had any orgasms from you...so the answer is no, no you may not cum"

Alex was mortified, he had totally forgot that their earlier tryst had not resulted in him pleasuring the plump older woman.

Jane offered Alex her plush, plump hand he took it "Well you must rectify that mustn't you young lady" and she began to lead him away to the boudoir.

She cupped his buttock and ushered him through the door. She quickly locked the door behind them and placed the key securely in a wall-safe. He was now totally at the mercy of this sex-hungry BBW Goddess. She pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top pressing her rubenesque rotund bulk down onto him. She pushed his head deep between her huge, bowling ball sized breasts. "Now then you wicked little harlot. I own you and you will spend hours worshipping me as your Goddess...I want you to surrender to me and worship me in every way I demand.....You are mine tonight my love"

Alex wrapped his arms around the fleshy body pressed on top him and and allowed himself to take a deep breathe of the perfume sprayed liberally around her cleavage. Jane was kissing his head and whispering filthy promises that would make even the most wanton whore blush. In truth he already adored this kind, homely woman and although he had never in a million years thought of her as a lover he knew that spending the night pleasuring her and making her cum was going to be a truly tender special time.