Chapter 39: Nina Puts on a Display

The party was being held in an elegant hall on large grounds, guaranteeing that the partygoers would have lots of privacy. As Nina and Gretchen pulled up in front of the hall, an attendant took their car keys and handed Gretchen a claim check.

They climbed the stairs to the hall’s grand entrance, and were welcomed by the doorman, who ushered them into the foyer. They followed a few other couples into the grand ballroom, which had high, vaulted ceilings, and an overall opulence extending to wall hangings, thick carpets, and glittering chandeliers. Nina estimated that there were upwards of fifty people in the room, and more were arriving in a steady flow.

All of the attendees were in formal evening wear, with the men in tuxedos, and the women in beautiful floor-length gowns. Surprisingly, there wasn’t an air of ostentatious display, as few of the women were wearing much in the way of jewelry, but there was definitely a feeling of wealth among the assembled group. Gretchen put her arm around Nina as they started to mingle with the group, occasionally running her fingertips along Nina’s exposed back. At one point, Nina inclined her head toward Gretchen. “Are you going to fasten my gloves together to cuff me? Are slaves normally restrained at one of these things?”

“I can cuff you if you’d like. There’s no hard and fast protocol for this group. You’ll notice that none of the slaves are wearing anything that screams out their status. In fact, a lot of the couples you see around you are not even dominant and submissive; many of them are equal partners, such as husbands and wives.”

“Well, that’s certainly different. But, yes, I think it might help me get into the mood if you were to clip my gloves together.”

“Ah, you want to feel a little bit forced, right?”

“Something like that.” Gretchen steered them over to an alcove where they would have a little privacy, and she clipped the wrist bands in the gloves together behind Nina’s back. When they were secured, she turned Nina around, and arrayed her hair in a fan around her shoulders, then pulled her in for a kiss.

“Remember that I love you, and you’re doing this for me, and me alone. There is no one else in this room except the two of us.”

“Yes, Mistress, I’ll remember.”

They strolled back into the main area of the room, with Gretchen stopping here and there to greet people. As at the dominants party, Nina was not introduced to anyone, and was seldom even acknowledged. She spent her time scanning the room, and calming herself in preparation for the evening’s activities. As they joined and left small knots of people, Nina occasionally felt hands running over her bare back, or patting her on the rear. In one case, a woman that Gretchen was talking to pulled Nina to her side, and slid a hand along the skin of her back. The hand didn’t stop at the edge of the dress, but continued under it, onto her bare rear. Her ass was given a through fondling and squeezing before the hand was withdrawn. During the entire episode, the woman never interrupted the flow of her conversation with Gretchen and other members of the group.

A few minutes later, on the other side of the room, Gretchen was once again talking to some friends when Nina detected a presence behind her. She also felt a hand start to slide past her right arm and under the side of her dress. A moment later, her right breast was firmly cradled in a hand that was certainly much rougher and larger than that of a woman. The hand began to massage her breast pleasantly, but not too firmly. The hand was also large enough to capture her nipple between a thumb and index finger without moving from its original place. Nina found that she was enjoying this treatment, and when the left hand joined its mate in capturing her other breast, she closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the sensation.

She felt the figure behind her move in closer, and a quiet voice in her ear asked, “How’s my favourite fellatrix this evening?” Nina immediately recognized the deep voice, and moved her hands to grasp the cock of its owner. She tipped her head back, turning it to look into Master David’s smiling eyes.

“Hoping for a repeat performance? Are you sure you’re up to the task?” She squeezed his cock firmly through his pants, and he chuckled, while increasing the pressure on her breasts.

“For you, dear slave, I am always ready. In addition to your lingual skills, I must say that I am impressed by the accessories in my hands; I hadn’t realized that they were this firm as well as being very lovely.”

“Well, I have to say that you have a nice way with them, especially for a man. If you’re really good, you might get to see them later.” Nina squeezed his cock once more, moving her hands to massage along its length. “My tits aren’t the only thing that’s nice and firm.”

“Are you offering them to me? If so, I accept, and will treat them with the attention they deserve.”

“Whoa, slow down there big fellow. I’m still off-limits to men, but you and everyone else here will get to see all of me in short order. My mistress has apparently arranged for me to be the evening’s entertainment.”

“I don’t suppose that the entertainment includes offering up a demonstration of your talented throat again? I will volunteer right now as your demonstration model if that’s the case.”

“No, sorry. Tonight, you get to look, but not touch. However, I’m sure you can find any number of willing orifices in this room to stick this tool into. There are some beautiful women here tonight.” Nina continued to massage David’s cock, teasing him with her unavailability.

“All of them pale by comparison to you, my dear. And by the way, my offer to reciprocate by showing you what my mouth can do to your pussy still holds. If you’re going to be naked later, then maybe this will be my night.”

“Well, I don’t know how these soirées go, but the offer is certainly tempting. If your tongue is as good as you seem to think it is, and if it’s as good as your hands, I might be willing to give it a try.”

“I can assure you women tell me that I am as good as or better than most of the women who have shared the pussies I’ve tasted. I can hold a woman on the edge of an orgasm for over an hour, without ever breaking contact between my tongue and her pussy. I usually have to have the woman restrained tightly while I do this, because otherwise they try to take over and spoil everything.”

“Ah, so you dominate by sexual skill, rather than by force?”

“I don’t have to dominate. Women submit to me voluntarily once they have tested me.”

Nina giggled at the remark, and felt David increase the pressure on her nipples quite sharply. “Are you laughing at me, slave?”

“No, Master. I was just enjoying the banter between us. You have a nice personality, and I like talking to you.”

“You certainly don’t speak to me the way other slaves would. There seems to be a certain lack of respect.” He rolled her nipples quite firmly, and Nina drew in a sharp breath.

“Please be careful with my nipples, Master. You can make me come by doing that, and my Mistress will be very upset if I come before I entertain the group.”

“Hmmm ... so your nipples are that sensitive? I’ll have to remember that.” He lessened the pressure, but continued to roll them back and forth, keeping them very hard. “Now, about your manner of speech. I don’t hear you referring to yourself like a proper slave, this evening.”

“It’s a long story, Master. My Mistress permits me to speak to her as if I am a person, and I often forget to use correct speech in the presence of other Masters or Mistresses. At the dominants party, it was a little easier to remember since the lines were sharply divided between submissives and dominants. Here, it’s not the same, as there are even regular couples at this party. If Master would prefer, this slut can ensure that it always uses the proper form of address.”

“Actually, no. I prefer to have you speak like a person, as so few women do. Too many of the women I deal with are intimidated by me, and I find your attitude refreshing. It’s one of the things that make you so attractive, in addition to your other talents, of course.” He gave her breasts another healthy squeeze to punctuate his remark, once again tightening his grip on her nipples. Nina squeezed his cock in response, feeling it grow even harder in her hands.

Gretchen broke away from the group she had been speaking with, and turned to speak to Nina. Seeing her in the arms of a tall man shocked her for a second, especially when she realized that his hands were obviously holding Nina’s breasts. He was also standing close enough to her that her hands must have been in his crotch. At first, she didn’t recognize the man, but realization flooded in when he spoke. “Do I need to strip and submit my penis to you for inspection again, Mistress?” A broad smile broke across his face as he asked the question.

“David. I didn’t recognize you at first, with your clothes on. Can I ask why you’re manhandling my slave? And I’ll warn you that if you’re leaving handprints I may have to punish you.”

David reluctantly withdrew his hands from Nina’s dress, after one final tender squeeze. Nina released his cock so he could step back. “It is entirely my fault. I recognized you and your slave, so I snuck up behind her and accosted her before she had a chance to react. I did not have a chance to feel the goods at our last meeting, so I decided to avail myself of their availability tonight. I apologize to you for being so forward, and ask that you not discipline your slave for my actions. I believe I was gentle enough to not damage anything, and if I have erred, I apologize once again.”

After a second or too, he chuckled for a moment. “I seem to spend a lot of time apologizing to you for my actions as they apply to your lovely slave. Perhaps I should take you to dinner as recompense, or even offer you the use of my body for a little friendly sex.”

Gretchen was speechless for a few seconds. This gorgeous man was offering to take her out to dinner, and to have sex with her. She already knew that he had a beautifully muscled body, and an excellent cock. The thought of their last meeting, coupled with this offer, sent a pulse of arousal through her, surprising her with its strength. Finally, she gathered her wits. “I won’t say no to the offer of dinner, but I can’t accept right now, as my slave and I have things we must do. Please give me a rain check, and we can discuss this again. Is that acceptable?”

“Yes, it certainly is. Please don’t let me detain you. I understand that your slave will be entertaining us somehow this evening, and you likely need to prepare. I look forward to getting together.” As they turned to leave, Nina caught David’s eye and gave him a wink, then followed Gretchen through the crowd.

As they reached the centre of the room, Gretchen stopped, and Nina leaned into her ear. “Mistress just turned down an offer to get royally fucked by a wonderful cock attached to a very nice, very good looking man. Why pass on the opportunity?”

“Don’t laugh. Mistress is very wet right now, and you may have to do something about that. I know he’s very good-looking; in fact he’s absolutely gorgeous, since I’ve seen him naked. He’s also got a great cock, and I’d love to feel it sliding in and out of me. I just don’t know if I’m ready for a male relationship right now, especially with a dominant. My life could get too complicated, too fast.”

“I understand, Mistress, but I hate to see you in need of some good sex.”

“The only good sex I need right now is from you, and you give me plenty, so don’t worry about it. Besides, it’s only been a week since you arranged to get me fucked by that lifeguard, so I’m not quite going cock-crazy. Yet.” Gretchen chuckled at her own remark, then paused for a moment. “Now, that’s a little interesting.”

“What is, Mistress?”

“Well, that must be the chair you’ll be performing in, but I thought it would be at one side of the room. Instead, they’ve placed it here, dead centre.” Nina followed Gretchen’s gaze, and saw a slightly modernistic chair with a single pedestal, very much like the one in the video. It was placed on a raised circular platform. Strangely, she could see an electrical cable running from under the platform toward a socket in the floor. As she looked closer, she could see that the platform didn’t seem to reach the floor around its perimeter.

Before Nina could say anything, Gretchen chuckled a little as realization set in. “I was about to say that you’d have to make sure you pivot in the chair so that you can be seen from all sides. However, I would say that the platform is actually a turntable, so you’ll be rotating while you’re up there, giving everyone a view from all sides. Somebody put some thought into this.”

“Seeing the chair somehow makes this a little more real. And it makes me nervous.”

Gretchen reached out and pulled Nina to her, wrapping an arm around her. She hugged her with one arm, then slid the arm down her back and into the bottom of her dress, holding her by her rear. She kissed her affectionately on the shoulder. “Little one, you will be fine, and you will make me proud of you. Would you like me to put you on the edge to make it easier?”

“No, I’m fine. David playing with my tits actually turned me on a bit, so I’m good and wet. I just need to take a deep breath or two, and I’ll be good to go. Are we starting right away?”

Gretchen looked at her watch, and scanned the room. “Let’s make one more circuit of the room, and then I think it will be time.” She started walking Nina slowly around the room, still with her hand in the back of the dress. They stopped to chat with one or two groups; no one attempted to fondle Nina, although she did get several admiring looks.

About fifteen minutes later, they arrived back in front of the platform. Gretchen took her hand out of Nina’s dress, and released the clips on her gloves, freeing her hands. She took Nina by one arm, and they both stepped up on the low platform. She positioned Nina with her back to the chair, and held her head in her hands.

She pulled her in for a kiss, while at the same time releasing the clasp at the neck of the dress. She lowered the dress to the floor, and held Nina’s arm as she stepped out of it. With a final kiss, she whispered, “Remember, you’re doing this only for me, there’s no one else here. Make me come from across the room.” She draped Nina’s dress across one arm, then watched as she sat down, and finally stepped off the platform.

As she started to back away, she heard a faint hum, and the platform began to slowly revolve. She watched as Nina closed her eyes for a moment, calming herself. She knew that the next moves were all up to Nina, and she mentally crossed her fingers, wishing her good luck.

For her part, Nina took several deep breaths, keeping her eyes closed, then allowed her legs to fall open, spreading them to the limits of the chair. She raised her hands to her hair, fanning it out, then allowed them to slide down over breasts, feeling the cloth of the gloves rubbing over her nipples. She cupped both of her breasts, offering them to the assembled crowd, and let one hand start sliding over her ribs and her belly. As it reached the top of her thigh, she lifted the leg over the side of the chair, spreading herself wide, and showing everyone the wet folds of her pussy.

She had been correct when she told Gretchen she was turned on, as her pussy was engorged, all of her inner lips protruding, giving everyone a good show. The hand rubbed back and forth over her pussy, and the rough feeling of the gloves heightened her arousal. She tweaked both of her nipples into prominence, then brought the other hand to her opposite thigh, and lifted that leg over the side of the chair. She was now almost in a split, her wet pussy glistening in the lights from the chandelier above her. Conversation in the crowd had grown very quiet, as the attention of more and more people was drawn to the beautiful blonde on display in the chair.

For the first time, Nina looked up into the crowd, a slight smile playing across her lips as one hand lazily stroked up and down her slit. She could see Gretchen smiling at her, and a moment later she saw Master David watching her intently, studying her, almost as if he were trying to learn what turned her on. She moved her hands to the exposed flesh of her thighs, rubbing and massaging, drawing attention to her nudity, using her stockings and her hands to frame her pussy. She swept both of them across her pussy and back to her breasts, squeezing both of them hard, pulling on her nipples, forcing her back to arch from the chair.

Both hands slid slowly back to her pussy, and she used each one to pull back on her labia, opening her inner core to display, her clitoris visible at the top. She rubbed one finger over her clit, and cried out at the sensation, her hips lifting off the chair. She did it again a moment later, once again crying out. She let go of her labia and rubbed her entire hand across her pussy slowly several times, her head flung back in ecstasy. The room was quiet enough that everyone could hear her low moans each time her hand passed over her engorged lips.

Taking her legs off the sides of the chair, she sat up very straight with her rear right at the edge of the chair, and spread her legs into a near-split. She was reminded of Gretchen making her sit this way, and wondered how many horny lesbians were now watching her. Her hands alternated rubbing the edges of her slit, staying away from her clit, dragging out the sensations. She leaned slightly forward, concentrating on the feeling, and looked out into the crowd, trying to make eye contact with each person. Many looked away, ashamed to be caught staring at her, but most returned her look, and some even smiled or pursed their lips. A few licked their lips lasciviously, letting her know that they would like to taste her pussy, and help her toward her orgasm.

As she once again locked eyes with Master David a slight shiver went through her, and she rubbed a finger over her clit, crying out once again, doing it for his benefit. As he passed out of view, she spun around and put her knees on the seat, spreading them as wide as she could, and reached to her pussy from underneath, rubbing her lips, and trailing one fingertip across her anus. She arched her back to put her rear into prominence, then ran a hand over the cheeks of her ass and down to the backs of her thighs.

As she moved back into the seat of the chair once again, legs widely separated, she pulled the vibrator out of her stocking, and held it front of her face. She licked along its length for a minute, getting it slick with saliva, then placed it at the opening of her vagina, and put a finger on the very end. She slowly pushed it all the way into her opening, moaning loudly as she felt it opening her up. When it was all the way in, she let it go, then stroked a single finger across her clit, her hips flying up at the sensation, and yelling out the sudden surge in arousal.

She grasped the end of the vibrator and slowly pulled it back from her pussy, her juices glistening all over its length. When it was all the way out, she lifted it to her mouth, and opened her lips, sliding it in on her tongue. She placed one finger at the base of the vibrator, and slowly pushed it into her mouth until the base was held in her teeth. A gasp went through the crowd as she closed her lips over the end of the vibrator, and it disappeared from view. As she looked into the crowd, she saw Master David grin and wink at her, and a small smile crossed her face.

She opened her mouth and slowly removed the vibrator, then re-inserted it into her pussy. When it came out glistening again, she licked it all over from one end to the other, getting her juices from it, tasting her arousal on the plastic. After cleaning it, she slowly pushed the vibrator all the way into her pussy, then spread her legs wide and lifted her rear off the chair. She arched her back, and using one arm behind her to support herself, lifted her shoulders level with her hips. She brought the other hand to rest on top of her mound, then used her middle finger to tap firmly once on her clit. She cried out, the cried out again as she repeated the tap. She started a rhythmic beat, tapping on her clit, never rubbing it, and crying out with each hit, as if the taps were painful. Her juices started dripping off the end of the vibrator, and it began to slip from her opening.

Gretchen was watching this latest display with amazement. Given how nervous Nina had been, to be performing like this was incredible. She herself was incredibly aroused just watching her slave and lover, and she knew that Nina must be extremely close to an orgasm. The performance had been going for over fifteen minutes so far, and she could see that Nina was trying to extend it as much as she could.

For her part, Nina had moved into a zone of arousal in which only her own body existed, and every nerve ending was singing to her. Every touch of her gloved hand raised her higher, but she was holding out on her orgasm, wanting it to take her higher than she had ever gone by herself. She knew that others had pushed her to extreme orgasmic levels, and now she wanted to do it herself. She decided to end the tapping sequence on her clit by rubbing it once, and she screamed with the feeling, her hips jerking wildly. Many in the audience thought she had come, but she stayed in her elevated position for a moment, then started to slide the vibrator out of her pussy slowly, and lowered her back, seating herself once again on the chair, legs widely spread.

She smiled at the audience, pulling the vibrator out, and once again cleaning it with her tongue, all the while trying to make eye contact with everyone. She saw Gretchen smiling widely at her, and pursing her lips in a kiss. She also noticed a number of women with their hands surreptitiously squeezing a breast, or even pushing against a pussy. Many of the men were pressed hard behind their female companion, rubbing against them, or squeezing some portion of the female anatomy.

She twisted the base of the vibrator, finally turning it on to its lowest setting, then ran its tip slowly through her folds, letting it touch her clitoris for only a brief second. She screamed at the feeling, the stimulation almost too much for her, her orgasm begging to be let out. She moved the vibrator to her opening, and slid it all the way in, once again moaning aloud. As it bottomed out, she pulled it back quickly, and shoved it in hard, grunting with the feeling.