Chapter 28: Preparing for the Party

When Nina arrived at the gym after work, Gretchen met her in the workout area, and immediately took her into the back. As she stripped in the locker room, Gretchen watched her closely. Once Nina was naked, Gretchen took her in her arms, and kissed her deeply.

As the kiss ended, she said, "There are a couple of things we need to talk about before we go to the party tonight. If you aren't comfortable with things, then we won't go."

"Whatever you decide, Miss."

"Don't be too hasty to agree little one. You really do need to think first, and not just automatically let me put you in a situation that you might not be able to handle."

"Now you're worrying me a little. What's up?"

"Well, first, this is a party held for dominants. That means that there will be both Masters and Mistresses there, and slaves. It will mostly be Mistresses, but there will be some males there. I can easily make you off-limits to the males, as that is fairly common; there are quite a few Mistresses with female slaves who will not allow any contact with males.

"Second, you'll need to be collared for the party. Since you've already said that you'll be my slave for the evening, then that's not a big issue, but you will be exposed to a lot of dominants, and you will be obviously marked as a slave.

"Being collared means that you will be expected to perform the same way as the other slaves. That means that you will be touched by other Mistresses, you will end up naked at some point, and I will likely have to display you and allow others to have sex with you. Some of these parties have been known to get pretty intense, and I can't necessarily prevent some of the things that people will want to do to you."

"Things like what?"

"Well, there are Mistresses who are into causing pain to their slaves, and they like to demonstrate it on new slaves. Margo's fingernails are one example. She loves to make a slave come by scraping a fingernail back and forth over her clit, and I have actually seen her draw blood because she keeps the nails filed to very sharp edges. There's another Mistress who uses acupuncture needles. She pierces different locations with them; they don't cause any damage because they're so thin, but I'm told that she can make a slave feel the most exquisite forms of pain, and have the most amazing orgasms just by using the needles in various places. Every slave I've spoken to wants her to do it to them again; she never lacks for volunteers, but she loves to have a new slave to play with."

"You're right; that does sound pretty intense." Nina looked closely at Gretchen, and could see that she was very nervous and tentative about this party. Since she wasn't collared, she could speak freely, so she stepped back a bit, then reached out to take Gretchen's face in her hands.

"I can tell that this whole thing is bothering you. You're not ordering me to do anything, and you're not being 'Mistress Gretchen' in the way that I would expect; I don't feel that you're even being 'Miss G', so you need to explain. But first, if I weren't Nina, and I was standing here naked and collared like any other slave, what would you say to me?"

Gretchen hesitated for a minute, then took a deep breath, and reached up to take Nina's hands. She squeezed them, then put them behind Nina's head. Nina automatically laced her fingers together, and stood up straight.

"Slut, tonight you and I are going to a dominant party. You will dress as I say, and you will permit anything that I wish to happen to your body at the party. Think of this as your coming out party, since very few people in that group will have seen you before tonight. You will be used by many other Mistresses, and you may or may not get to come. You will be teased, you will be naked for most of the party, and you will be made to scream on occasion. If you behave, and don't embarrass me, then you may get to come later; the alternative is that I may feel the need to hang you up and whip you until you pass out."

She stopped, and took another deep breath, then looked at Nina. "That is what I would say to my slave."

"And now I know why you're nervous—it's the 'coming out party' issue, isn't it? You've never really been seen in public, in your circle of friends, with your new slave. Mistress Margo has seen me, and a few mistresses in the gym, so the word is spreading around that you have a new slave. It's likely that many of your fellow dominants are curious, since you haven't had a slave in your life for a long time. The waters are also a little muddy, since Mistress Margo tried to use me outside the gym, and I refused her, yet she has seen me as a slave inside the gym, when you cropped me.

"So, I'd say your friends are concerned that something is not right with our relationship, and they think you're going soft. You want to collar me for tonight so that you can simply show me as a slave, but as a slave I will be subject to much harsher treatment, and that worries you. You're caught between the proverbial rock and the hard place; you want to have me treated as a slave because that will re-affirm your status as a hard-ass with your friends, but you don't want me hurt, and you're afraid that being over-protective of me will make you appear soft with your friends." She paused to take a breath. "So, am I correct?"

Gretchen stopped for a moment, absorbing everything that Nina had just said. She finally lifted her head, and looked Nina in the eye. "Why did I have to find a slave who was so damn smart, so damn analytical, and can read me like a book? What we should do is stay here so I can take you in the playroom and take the hide off you with a whip. Then you might finally learn your place."

"You still haven't answered my question."

"Smartass slut. Of course you're right."

"Well, in that case..." Nina reached behind her to the locker and picked up her collar, then spun and dropped to her knees, holding her collar in front of her in an offering to Gretchen. "Mistress, will you accept me as your slave for our evening at your party, and fasten this collar on my neck as a mark of my slavery?"

Gretchen took the collar, and dropped to her knees in front of Nina. "Are you certain of this decision, little one? I cannot guarantee that you will not be hurt, but there will be no marks or maiming, as we do not do that."

"I trust you to protect me, Mistress, and I accept that some things may be outside your control."

"Before I collar you, little one, I will make you a promise. I guarantee you sufficient orgasms before this night is over." She stood up, then looked at Nina, and asked, "Do you still offer yourself to me in slavery for this evening, to apply anywhere that we might go? Do you still offer me complete control over your sexuality in all aspects of your life?"

"I do Mistress. For this evening I am a complete and total slave, with all that that status entails. I accept your control, and I accept your collar as a sign of that control."

"All right slut, on your feet. We have some preparations to get through." When Nina was on her feet, Gretchen reached out and ran a hand over her mound. "First thing, you've got some stubble. I need you at your best tonight, so into the massage room and I'll get the shaving gear.

"Yes, Mistress."

Nina moved to the massage room, and climbed up on the table on her back. A minute later, Gretchen came in pushing a little cart with the shaving gear and a bowl of hot water on it. She moved the leg supports of the table out, and placed Nina's legs on them, then widened them almost to their fullest extent. She gazed at Nina's pussy for a moment, thinking about how much she'd like to dive into it.

Rousing herself from her momentary reverie, she soaked a cloth in the hot water, and draped it over Nina's mound. She smiled when she heard Nina's little moan as the heat soaked into her flesh. She massaged the cloth into the skin, softening it in preparation for the shaving. After another moment, she lifted the cloth, and started spreading some shaving cream over the skin. She didn't need much, as there was only a small trace of stubble present.

As the razor moved over her mound, Nina thought about the things that might happen to her at the upcoming party. She fully expected to end up naked and displayed for Gretchen's friends. She realized that many hands, perhaps dozens, would probably become acquainted with her body before the night was over. She also expected that her tongue, and likely her fingers, would be in many pussies before the night had ended. The swirling thoughts started to have an interesting effect, as Nina could feel herself becoming aroused at the unknown possibilities. As had happened with Gretchen, the thought of having no control over the things that could be done to her body seemed to be having the strongest effect. Just at that moment, Gretchen's finger slid over her clit as she was shaving one of Nina's labia, and the sensation brought Nina back to the moment. Of course, the feeling of Gretchen's fingers on her vulva while shaving her was having its own arousing effect.

Gretchen noticed that Nina was being very quiet during the shaving, and understood that she was probably thinking ahead to the unknown aspects of the party. Gretchen herself was very nervous about how the night might go. Nina had adroitly grasped the reasons, and Gretchen smiled to herself about finding such a smart woman, knowing it was one of the reasons why she had fallen so hard for her. The fact that Nina had agreed so readily to accept anything that might happen that night both amazed Gretchen and filled her with trepidation. She had no desire to see her slave hurt, and was very afraid as to how she might react if one of the other dominants got too harsh with her beautiful friend.

As she washed away the last traces of the shaving cream, she marveled again at the beauty of this part of Nina's body. She ran a hand over the smooth skin, ostensibly looking for missed patches, but knowing that she just wanted to caress it for a moment. Giving in to her desires, Gretchen leaned over and ran her tongue over the entire area, licking the denuded mound, then splitting the lips with the tip of her tongue, and running it around Nina's opening. Finally, she moved in for a few firm licks over Nina's clitoris, as Nina's hips rose from the table in response to the sensation.

"O-o-o-hh Mistress," moaned Nina loudly.

Gretchen kept it up for a minute more, and then lifted her head, running her tongue over her lips to get the last traces of Nina's flavour. "Sorry, slut, but it's going to be one of those nights. I need you to be right on the edge when we get to the party."

"I would wager that Mistress isn't really sorry at all, since this slave knows that she enjoys playing with young girls and keeping them right at the point of having their little minds explode with the need for an orgasm. And she knows full well that making her slave think only about getting off will make her more than willing to accept things being done to her body in the search for that orgasm."

In response, Gretchen suddenly drove three fingers into Nina. "Be careful slut, or I will invite the 'horny five' to a private party featuring just you, and we'll see how much an orgasm could cost you."

In a slightly strangled voice, Nina replied, "I'm sorry Mistress. I will submit for whatever punishment you deem necessary."

Gretchen withdrew her fingers, then reached for a bottle of lotion, and started massaging it into Nina's mound and labia. As Nina reacted to the soothing feeling, Gretchen chuckled. "I think you're almost as hedonistic as I am. Here you are getting your mound massaged with lotion, and you're just lapping it up." As she finished working the lotion into the soft skin, she ended by rubbing the ball of her thumb over the tip of Nina's clit, charging her up again.

"Yes, Mistress, I love the feel of your hands on my body, especially my pussy. Uh ... Mistress, if I may, do the 'horny five' actually exist, and will I meet them tonight?"

Gretchen slowed her movements to just keep Nina on the edge. "Well, there will certainly be more than five horny lesbians there tonight, and I would be willing to bet that you will meet a lot of them. Whether or not any of them will get to fuck you with anything will be determined later."

"Yes, Mistress, whatever you decide."

"Okay, you're done. Let's hit the showers."

Nina climbed down off the table, and started to head for the door, when Gretchen stopped her. "Stand straight, legs apart, hands behind your head." Nina snapped into position, and stood very straight. Gretchen walked around her, looking her up and down. "You know, it's only been a few weeks, but you're already showing signs of a lot of improvement. Your legs look firmer, I think your ass is tighter, and your belly is nowhere near as soft as it was. You're not done yet, but you're getting there quite quickly."

"Thank you, Mistress. It's your guidance that did it, and this is your body to mould as you see fit."

Gretchen walked up close, and took both of Nina's breasts firmly in her hands. "You know, I'm thinking that once you are in fighting trim, I'm going to hold an open house here in the gym, and I'm going to oil you up, and put you on a platform on display, so that everyone can see what some exercise and discipline can do. I'll invite everyone to feel the goods to see how firm it all is, like this." She squeezed the breasts again, and tweaked the nipples.

She looked at Nina for a reaction, and noticed that her eyes had closed, and her breathing was getting heavier. She thought that Nina was probably imagining herself on display, being touched everywhere by other people in the gym. She reached down and swiped a finger through Nina's folds and across her clit a few times, prolonging the image in Nina's mind.

Remembering what they had to do, she interrupted Nina's thoughts by grabbing the ring at the front of her collar, and leading her to the shower room. In the showers she was all business, getting the water adjusted, and moving Nina under the spray, then wetting herself down. She shampooed Nina's hair, and slicked her body with soap, then washed her quite vigorously, wanting her body to glow from one end to the other. When she was done, she said, "My turn, slut, do my hair and the rest. I want to be as clean as you."

"Yes, Mistress." Nina fell to her task with alacrity, shampooing Gretchen's hair thoroughly, and scrubbing her from one end to the other. She moved the two of them under the spray, and helped remove the lather from both of their bodies. When they were both thoroughly rinsed, she slid a hand onto Gretchen's mound and asked, "Would Mistress like to be on the edge as well, or would she prefer to be in a post-orgasmic glow?"

Gretchen chuckled, and pulled Nina in for a quick kiss. "Having you with me normally calms me, but taking you into what's coming rattles me. Tell you what ... put me on the edge right now, and then maybe at the party I'll get you to do me just to calm my nerves."

"Certainly, Mistress." She dropped to her knees, and reached for one of the shower vibrators. Getting it ready, she moved her face into Gretchen's pussy, and started licking along the length of her folds. After a moment, she moved the vibrator into position, and inserted it very slowly into Gretchen's pussy, drawing out the sensation of being penetrated. When it was in all the way, she activated it, but kept it on a fairly low level, since she wanted to keep careful control of Gretchen's arousal. She needed Gretchen right at the edge of an orgasm, but having the vibrator going at full speed would not give Nina the degree of control that she required, and she risked tipping her over too quickly.

Nina kept her tongue moving softly over Gretchen's labia, and circling her clit, never making direct contact with it. She moved the vibrator in and out slowly, twisting it back and forth, and hitting all of Gretchen's nerve endings in her channel. Gretchen tangled a hand in her hair, pulling Nina's face in tighter, and Nina could feel moans vibrating through Gretchen's body. She knew that she would soon have to stop, as Gretchen was getting very close. A few more seconds, and Nina pulled the vibrator out, gave Gretchen's clit one direct lick, then moved her face back, and stood up. She rinsed her face, then moved into Gretchen to kiss her deeply.

As they kissed, Nina fondled Gretchen's breasts, keeping her arousal foremost in her mind. Gretchen pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss, and looked into Nina's eyes. "You have learned too much about my body too quickly. I swear that one more lick, or one suck on my clit and I would have started coming like there was no tomorrow."

"Then I have fulfilled my Mistress's request correctly, and I need not submit myself for punishment." Nina punctuated her comment with a bit of a smirk, and gave Gretchen a quick kiss.

"Smartass slut. Get some towels, and let's get dried. There are a couple of hair dryers in the cupboard over there." Nina dried Gretchen, using the motions to help keep her arousal burning. Gretchen did the same for Nina, and then they each wrapped a towel around themselves.

Nina started up a hair dryer, and helped Gretchen dry and comb out her hair. Gretchen wanted Nina's hair to be a full fan around her head and shoulders, so she made sure that it was dried and combed to maintain the full look. "Let's go to the locker room. I've got the clothes we'll be wearing hanging up in there."

They tossed the towels aside, and moved to the locker room. Once there, Gretchen told Nina to put on the shoes she had arrived in, since they were four-inch stilettos. She also told Nina to put her stockings back on. "I love the look of you in stockings. The dark colour and the lace tops bring the eye right in to that pretty pussy of yours. The lace and the bare skin of your thighs are like a frame around it. There is a good chance that they might get ruined tonight, but I will take you shopping for new ones if that happens."

After Nina had adjusted her stockings and put her shoes on, Gretchen told her to stand and spread her legs. She moved close to Nina, then rubbed a hand over her mound. Without warning, she dropped to her knees, and brought her tongue directly to Nina's labia, splitting the lips, then zeroing in on her clit and swirling her tongue around and over it. Nina moaned loudly and tipped her hips into Gretchen's mouth. "O-o-o-oh Mistress."

Gretchen moved back and stood up, then put a fingertip on Nina's clit and rubbed over it lightly. "Remember that you have to keep it warm for me, slut."

"Oh, Mistress, it is hot for you right now, and it will always be hot for you."