Luna took a moment to re-arrange herself before picking up the tray of beverages and carrying it inside. Her corset was a bit askew and her thigh highs needed straightening. After adjusting, she arranged her breasts so they were as her Master had arranged them before their guests' arrival. Taking a deep breath, she carried a pitcher of water and one of iced tea on the tray into the dining room. The guests were engaged in various conversations.
To her Master's right sat Master Ross, and next to him was Sara,
followed by rick and Colleen. On her Master's left sat Mistress Liz, followed by Master Tom who was laughing at some little joke Colleen, on his left, had told him. She set the tray down carefully on the sideboard and picked up the water pitcher. She went to the guest on her Master's right first, hoping this was the right order of serving. As she poured the water for Master Ross, her Master addressed her.
"Luna, tell me, do you know why you are in such a state of undress this evening? Have you wondered why the other submissives present are clothed while you are virtually naked?" Her hand trembled as the water poured into the glass.
"Because it is your wish, My Lord", she replied. She moved to Mistress Liz, on her Master's left, and began to pour her water.
"I want you to feel your nakedness, my dear, I want it to be emphasized just how exposed you are right now. As you say, it is my desire but this is also part of your training. You are in my service, both figuratively and literally. If I want you to serve dinner naked, I will have it so. If it pleases me to have you masturbate for our guests' enjoyment, you will do so."
As Luna looked up at her Master, her pitcher moved slightly and a small amount of water splashed onto the tablecloth. She took a sharp breath in and froze, stomach fluttering with that familiar feeling of impending doom.
Master looked quietly at her. Then he looked at the wet spot widening on the tablecloth. Then he looked back at her. She cringed inwardly when he looked at her again. Surely, she would be disciplined for her carelessness.
He pushed his chair back and rose from it. She involuntarily took a step backwards, and then caught her heel on the rug and went tumbling to the floor. The water remaining in the pitcher splashed onto her right chest, soaking her beautiful new corset. Her Master reached down to help her up, asking if she was alright.
"Yes, Sir, thank you for your concern. Please forgive me for the mess I have made", she stammered, wiping at her wet corset in vain. Why did she have to be so uncoordinated? Once again, she felt the heat in her face and neck as she turned a deep red.
"My pet, I cannot fault you for spilling water as it was an accident. But look at what you've done to your corset. Had you not moved, this wouldn't have happened." He looked at her sternly as he said this and guided her to his chair and turned it sideways to the table.
"Over the chair, please, little one", he ordered quietly. She hastened to comply, not wanting more punishment. She lay over the seat with her ass facing the table and their guests. She felt both embarrassed and excited to be there right now for her Master. She was sure everyone could plainly see her state of arousal. She gripped the chair legs and tried to remember what Colleen had told her once: "Empty your mind and your body so that your Master may fill it." She relaxed her grip on the chair legs and closed her eyes.
"Count", was all he said just before the sting of the crop landed on her left butt cheek.
"One, Sir", she grunted. The first one always took her breath away.
Swish! Crack! on her right butt cheek, "Two, Sir." She felt a sort of calm and then she thought she began to understand what Colleen had meant about being filled by her Master, as if each stroke was a drop in her soul's cup. She wanted it to overflow.
She heard the scraping of chairs and she assumed the guests were adjusting them for better viewing of her discipline.
Just then a stroke landed on her right lower ass cheek and the tip of the crop just grazed her shaven pussy. She yelped and groaned "Three,Sir."
Immediately another stroke landed, this time right on her pussy.
"Who are you calling 'Sir'?", came Mistress Liz's voice, sternly. Luna moaned as the stinging quickly subsided and turned to a warmth that only served to further heat up her already hot pussy. She spread her legs a bit wider. Her pussy had that familiar ache she felt when she needed her Master's cock to fill it.
At that moment, she looked in front of her only to see her Master's knees. She looked up as he smiled down at her.
"You'd better count, my pet, or Mistress Liz will be obliged to start from the beginning."
"Three Ma'am!", came the immediate response. Another two sharp cracks on her upper thighs, and Mistress Liz came around to hold Luna's face in her hands.
"You do take your punishments well, dear. Perhaps my rick could learn a thing or two from you." With that, Mistress Liz kissed her firmly on the mouth. Suddenly, there was another stroke landing on Luna's ass. And another. And another. Mistress Liz kept kissing her as this went on, and reached down to tug on that chain as Luna's tits hung over the chair. Luna moaned and squirmed around on the chair. As her cropping stopped, and Mistress Liz stood up, she could see her Master behind her. She didn't know who had completed her disciplining - Master Ross or Master Tom. Or could it have been one of the submissives ordered to whip her? Now, she saw her Master's legs walking to her side. She felt hands spreading her butt cheeks apart and a cold wetness at her asshole. Then a firm pressure and something was slipped into her ass. She moaned. It was a butt plug. How humiliating for her to have everyone see that insertion. She felt so humble, so remorseful at that moment. Her Master never raised his voice to her, but he always got his point across when he was displeased with her behavior. This was just such a time. The hands released their hold and Luna could feel the edges of the plug against her inner cheeks.
Her Master helped her up from the chair. He looked into her eyes as he said "Do not let that plug fall out under any cirmcumstances, little one. Do you understand me?" She nodded. "Good. Now turn around, my pet, and let your fellow submissives see your lovely ass in all its glory."
Luna obediently turned and faced away from Colleen, Sara and rick so they could see just how red her ass was. Colleen came to her and said, "Luna, let's get you out of this corset. It is soaked." As Luna held her arms up, Colleen loosened the ties and Luna balanced on rick's shoulder as she stepped out of it. Her skin underneath was still damp, and Sara used her napkin to dry her stomach and under her breasts. Meanwhile, rick applied ice to her heated bottom. When he was done, Sara dried that as well.
"Most of our guests are without a beverage, my dear", her Master noted, "Please finish so we may have our meal."
Now, totally naked except for jewelry, butt plug, thigh highs and heels, she went to the sideboard to fetch the iced tea. She managed to pour for the rest without incident. Now she returned to the kitchen for the soup. It was in a heavy tureen, which she loaded onto a small cart. I can't drop this now, can I, she thought to herself. She had to make a conscious effort to keep the butt plug in place. She thought she was walking funny.
Armed with a ladle, Luna began to serve soup to the guests in the same> order she did before: Dominant to the right and both to the left of Master, then Master, then she moved on to the submissives. She gave Colleen the honor of being first submissive to serve. Colleen gave her an encouraging and comforting smile as she laid her napkin in her lap. Sara came next, and finally rick.
As she spooned up soup for rick, she felt his hand creeping up between her legs. She froze and looked up at her Master, unsure of what to do. He merely smiled at her as he reached for his spoon.
Luna leaned on the little cart, trying to steady herself. rick had the fingers of his left hand playing in her pussy, sneaking up now and then to her clit. His thumb was pressing on the base of the butt plug, gently moving it. The conversation at the table continued without a break in the rhythm of the chatter. Guests ate their soup, and rick thrust his fingers into her pussy between spoonfuls. Luna spread her legs
a bit wider to allow rick better access. She arched her back and pushed back against his hand and moved her hips in slow, sensuous circles. When his soup was done, rick slipped down to his knees and began to tongue at Luna's clit hungrily. Luna dropped her head as she felt his tongue and lips kiss her wet, bald pussy. Sara, who was seated on rick's left, and now on Luna's left, reached over and pulled gently on her nipple chain. Luna moaned louder and ground her hips on rick's face. Sara pinched her nipples hard, and Luna looked at her Master, who was watching with an amused grin.
"Master?"
"Yes, my pet?" His expression was innocent, as if there were no submissives eating her pussy or pinching her nipples. He had a wicked devious mind, and she adored it in him.
"May I trouble you for permission to cum, please, Sir?"
Sara pinched Luna's nipples harder and she squealed from the sensation. There had always been a strong connection between Luna's nipples and her pussy, and that pinch almost sent her over the edge without the required permission.
"Little one, you have been having much pleasure tonight, and not focusing on your one task of service. You have not yet earned it", he replied.
"Yes, Sir, thank you for explaining that to me, Sir. Shall I continue serving now, Sir?", she asked, hoping that she could end this torture before she came without permission.
"But my dear, you are serving now", he chuckled. He returned to his soup and his conversation with those next to him.
She stayed where she was and Sara and rick tormented her all the more. Their teasing of her nipples and pussy were exquisite torture to her. The butt plug was stimulating her tender ass. She closed her eyes and focused on her training which her Master had given her shortly after she became his. Luna wondered how long she could hold out. She focused so hard on not cumming without permission. She had learned how to separate the stimulation down below from her mind so she could go into a holding pattern of sorts until Master granted permission. This was her focus when she was surprised to feel a big, hard cock easing into her dripping wet pussy from behind. She gasped and her eyes flew open. Her Master's chair was empty. He was behind her, pumping hard as rick nibbled her clit and Sara pinched her nipples. She let out a small moan as she realized it was her Master. He drove his cock into her pussy hard again and again, pulling her hips back into him to get as deep as possible. Silver rattled against china on the table and glasses threatened to spill their contents. Then she heard his voice, deep and warm as he breathed in her ear.
"Cum for me now, Luna!", was all he said and she cried aloud, "Thank you, Sir!", and came hard. Sara and rick continued their ministrations, and Master didn't stop pumping his cock in and out of her. She came again, and this time she came so hard she ejaculated onto rick's face. She moaned as with a final deep thrust, her Master pulled out and came all over her back. Sara stopped pulling on Luna's tits and licked up the cum from Luna's back as her Master stepped back. rick had stopped, and was now coming out from under the table licking his lips. As Luna straightened up from the table, she could see that the four who were not involved, Mistress Liz, Master Tom, Master Ross and Colleen, were smiling at her. Colleen was fanning herself with her hands and smiling at Luna as if to say this little scene was making her hot. Luna adored Colleen: she was the consummate submissive, always charming, always correct, always doing and saying the right thing at precisely the right time. Luna hoped that one day she would be half as good a submissive as Colleen. She blushed and grinned at Colleen and lowered her eyes.
She turned to face her Master, and as she did, she fell to her knees and licked him clean of every drop of his cum and her juices. She looked up at him and with a smile she thanked her Master for allowing her such pleasure. She then lovingly covered his cock in kisses before tucking it away in his trousers and carefully zipping up his fly.
"It's time for the main course, my pet", he said, bending over to softly kiss her forehead.
Chapter 3
As she cleared away the soup dishes, Luna wondered if she could keep up the pace throughout the evening. She was beginning to feel frazzled from both the stress of being hostess and of being the evening's entertainment. She just wanted 5 minutes to sit and rest.
Her Master came into the kitchen as she was getting the main course ready to take to the guests. He came up behind her and rubbed her shoulders gently.
"My pet, I am very pleased with your efforts to serve tonight," he whispered in her ear.
"Thank you, Sir, but I'm feeling rather a klutz. I so want you to be proud of me," she sniffed. The strain was taking its toll. She wanted to stay there in his arms and not finish this dinner, this night. Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke.
He lifted her up onto the kitchen table and handed her a glass of juice. Gently, he took her shoes off and rubbed her feet. She smiled at his tenderness and concern for her. When he was done, he gently kissed her on the forehead and smiled at her before returning to his guests. Hardly a word had been spoken, but she felt encouraged and invigorated from her brief rest. How did he know that was exactly what she needed, she wondered.
Luna put on her shoes, and took the main course into the dining room. To make it a bit easier on her tonight, all the dishes would be passed from guest to guest. She set the meat, vegetables, and potatoes on the table along with some condiments and gravy. As the guests passed the dishes, she poured wine for each. She felt like she was finally getting the hang of this service thing. She knelt quietly at her Master's side waiting for glasses to be refilled.
"Luna, would you like something to eat?", her Master asked her.
"Yes, Milord, I could eat."
"Come here then, I have a morsel or two for you," he replied.
He cut a small piece of meat and, holding it in between two fingers, he presented it to her. Murmuring her thanks, she opened her mouth to accept the morsel. As his fingers left her mouth, Luna wrapped her tongue around his fingers and sucked the juices from them. She smiled at him as she did so, knowing the sensations on his fingers went right to his cock. Master looked over at Tom, who was gazing in rapt attention at Luna's tongue on her Master's fingers.
"Tom, would you like to feed Luna?"
"If you wouldn't mind," he replied, grinning.
Luna's master motioned her to go to Tom for a morsel. Luna crawled over to him on all fours and sat at his thigh waiting. Tom dipped his finger into the potatoes and presented it to her. She opened her mouth and took the tidbit from his finger with her tongue wrapping around it. Then she took his finger deep into her mouth and slowly sucked on it as it pulled out of her mouth.
"Luna, perhaps you can show your appreciation a little more fully to Master Tom," her Master said, "he does so seem to enjoy that sensation."
"Yes, Sir, as you wish," she replied, as she crawled under the table and unzipped Master Tom' fly to let his hard cock spring free. As she closed her mouth around his throbbing member, Tom moaned with pleasure. She sucked Tom' cock eagerly as he ate his meal. Her tongue danced over his shaft and head as she slurped and licked her way around his cock and balls. Soon, he laid down his fork and moaned and Luna felt the spurt of cum at the back of her throat. She sucked him dry, cleaned him off, and zipped his trousers back up before emerging from under the table. The guests took no notice, so immersed in conversation were they. Tom patted her rump and smiled.
"Will that be all, Sir?", she asked.
"Yes, Luna, your Master has trained you well," Tom replied, nodding to Luna's Master.
"Come here, my pet," her Master said, patting his lap, "come and sit with me for a minute."
Quickly, Luna went to her Master, so happy to be able to sit on his lap, even if only for a few minutes. As she sat across his legs, his arms wrapped around her and made her feel so safe, so secure. She laid her head against his neck and whispered, "Thank you, Master, for the training you've given me."
She lightly kissed his neck and cheek. He just chuckled and patted her thigh where he had a grip on it. He offered her a few sips of wi
ne, which she gladly accepted. It was warm and sweet and tasted of berries. Master fed her morsels of food between sips of wine. He gave her a final sip and a warm kiss before he had her kneel at his side once again.
"Oh, my, I seemed to have dropped some vegetables on my dress," complained Mistress Liz, "let's have Luna clean this for me, if you will allow her."
With a motion to Luna, her Master indicated his approval, and she moved on all fours over to Mistress Liz. As the Mistress slid her chair back slightly, Luna saw there were some sliced carrots both on her skirt and on the chair as well. First Luna deftly lifted the carrots from Mistress Liz's skirt, and then licked up the remainder until no residue could be seen. As she moved around to get a better approach to those on the chair, Luna noticed rick was watching intently. She thought that he seemed a bit upset that he was not called to clean his Mistress. Luna looked over at her Master as if to question her continuance of this service. He merely looked at her and smiled.
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