Chapter 6

Steve called me on Tuesday morning and said, “I have a surprise for you tonight. Something I know you’ll like. I think you’ll become part of the lifestyle after tonight. I’ll see you at 7:00.” I replied, “I’ll be there unless we have a disaster here at work. If that happens, I’ll call you and let you know. I usually don’t like surprises, but I’ll go with it this time. But in the future, I always like to know what’s going to happen ahead of time.” I hope that didn’t put him off, but I don’t like surprises. I never have. Even when I was a kid, I didn’t like surprises. Especially parties. I had a 21st birthday party because I was in college and needed a reason to get drunk and laid. Those were the two most important things when you were in college, released to go wild on campus. I must say I did indulge. I liked men regularly. I was a true slut. I did have some pretty slutty weekends.

I was in a couple of threesomes that were two girls on one guy and was at an orgy one time. I did have a really good time then. That was the first time I saw a girl take it in the ass. The pain on her face, when they started, was enough at the time to swear me off of it. At that orgy, several guys tried to do that to me. I would tell them that they needed to use the regular hole if they wanted to fuck. Otherwise, forget it. Although I do remember giving at least 4 blow jobs at that marathon orgy. There were probably 12 of us. 6 girls and 6 guys. That way someone always had a partner. None of the guys had small cocks and none of the girls were flat-chested. Pretty superficial at that age. Sometimes you would have one cock in your hand and one in your mouth. Sometimes, girls would take a break. Or if a guy took a break, then one of the other guys was going to have a threesome.

Most of the time I had a boyfriend. But I would get bored with them after a month or so and then move on. I probably had a lot more partners than average. But I was a girl who liked sex. I still am. I would try to find the guy with the biggest cock and fuck him just to say I did. Back then, we were on the pill but didn’t always use condoms. When I got chlamydia in my junior year, I slowed down a lot. And from that point on I used condoms. If they didn’t have one, we were not going to fuck. We could do other things, but without a condom, no full-on sex.

I met my husband in grad school. We dated for about 4 years before we were married. He was gone by the time I was 35. That doesn’t leave you much time to have a kid. I’m still not sure I want to have one. I know that when I was married, we were pretty sure we didn’t want to have kids. I should say that my ex-husband Brian didn’t want to have kids. I thought it would be ok if we had one or two. But I could never talk him into it. Now, I’m wondering about maybe adopting a baby on my own. I have the means to take good care of a child. It doesn’t have to be a baby, but I would like that experience. But if it’s in the cards, I’ll tackle that head-on like I’ve done with everything else in my life. I might even cut down to three days a week. Miracles happen. Maybe I can pull off three days a week. Although it would be really tough. As they say, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.

I showed up at Steve’s on Tuesday night at 7:00 as he asked me to. He made hamburgers on the grill at this little party he had going. Steve didn’t tell me there would be other people here, but maybe he just wants to entertain for a while before he spends time with me. I got to know a lot of people. We talked and laughed and drank way too much wine. The beer was flowing too. By about 10:00 everyone was pretty drunk. I had 4 glasses of wine and was feeling little to no pain. Which is a poor choice of words because of what happened next.

Everyone went to different rooms. I followed Steve into the master bedroom. Steve looked at me with a devilish smile and said, “This is your surprise. This is a BDSM orgy. 4 couples can use my special room for some real bondage fun. The rest of us will be down here having a traditional orgy. A lot of the girls will be wearing special outfits from the BDSM world that allow easy access to certain parts of the body. Everyone wears a mask. Condoms are always used. You can refuse anything that someone starts on you. Just say red. I got you this outfit for tonight.” Steve handed me the smallest leather outfit I’ve ever seen. The bottoms only had a string that ran around my waist and had a flap of leather in the front. The top was just leather straps that surrounded my tits. Both of my tits would be completely visible. Now what do I do?

This is why I don’t like surprises. I’m not sure I’m up for this. I’ve only dabbled in this lifestyle a couple of times. To be thrown in an orgy as a surprise! I’m not too happy. I’m trying to decide whether or not to just leave or stay and see if it’s something I might get into. Steve was looking at me like I should be really happy about this situation. “Steve, I’m not even sure I want to continue in this lifestyle. I liked it when it was you and me because I didn’t have to worry about anyone recognizing me. With 10 people here, someone could recognize me. I have a multi-million-dollar business to run. If it got out that the CEO like to be dominated, I would probably have to step down. I’m thinking about just leaving.” Steve immediately apologized for springing this on me. He was very sorry, and I could tell it was coming from his heart. He said, “I have this big mask that has feathers on it and covers some of the side of your face. No one will know it’s you once we mix into the crowd down there. You can go down first and then I’ll meet you down there as soon as a little time has passed. Then it won’t be as obvious that you’re the one I invited. We’ll stay together if you want to. Or you can explore.

There are no rules at these get-togethers.” I said, “Let’s call it what it is, an orgy. That worries me. I talked to a few people tonight before any of this got going. I didn’t give them my last name but what if someone figures it out?” Brian says, “Becky, everyone here is sworn to secrecy. Plus, you’ll have the mask on. We can go right to the playroom first and then if you want to you can leave after that. No one will use the bedrooms. Everything happens in the finished basement. The cement is heated. It’s nice and warm down there. Some people brought some of their toys and even a couple of pieces of furniture that we put down there. I promise you will have fun. I’ll stick close to you, so you don’t have to do anything you want to do. What do you say? How about giving it a try? We have these parties a lot, so getting used to the crowd would be a good thing.” Besides, as soon as you put the outfit on, you’re my submissive. That means I have to take care of you. The same rules apply as they did when it was just the two of us.”