A evening you will never forget

When you enter the salon it is already full of people. You see men in business suits sit in comfy looking couches around small tables with prosecco. Groups of women in elegant dresses and a few also in business suits stand close to them and gossip by a glass of wine. The middle class people try their best to keep up with. They also have their groups and a few already sit together with the high society and talk about politics, sport and finances you don't even try to understand.

But between all these noble and lucky guests you also see lots of servants who serve the guests. Some wear classy waiter uniforms and serve drinks or little snacks. A few girls in sexy maidcostumes go around the tables and ask the guests if they have any wishes. Most male guests answer only after groping the girls buts. But also a few woman have their fun and gently caressing the waiter's butts. However most servants don't have uniforms. Just like you they are absolutely naked and didn't even seem to bother. All naked servants seems to serve the guests as sexual entertainment.

You see a few woman kneeling in front of men on couches and give them blowjobs while they talk with other guests about the newest player who joined the a northern ireland soccer team. Only a few meters more left is a woman in a fancy red dress who has a naked man next to her on all fours and holds him at a leash like a dog. She seems to ignore him except when she reaches down to gently pat his head. Another group of thin woman from all classes of society use naked servants as living chairs. With one hand and two legs on the ground they must carry their mistresses and hold their glasses with wine in the remaining hand. One of the mistresses uses a female servant and rubs her pussy with a sadistic grin.

And not all guests try to hide their perverted desires behind the at least somewhat civilized behavior. In the corner is a group of middle calls men who have a carefree spanking session with a few naked servants. But at least a guard is close to them to interrupt if the guests take it to far. On the opposite side of the salon there are five servants in a row. Everyone is blindfolded and gagged. At the level of their genitals, targets are attached with a hole in the middle. The balls of the men were stuffed through the holes and a group of women, who had already been very addicted to **** this evening, thrown them with rounded darts. Every time they hit a men in the balls and he goes to his knees the drunken women cheer and applaud.

In the past you have been on a few BDSM patys and a lot of guys asked you very shameless if they could tie you up and spank your ass raw. But you never saw people living yout ther fantasys so careless. At first you can't belive the horneyness and open corruption. But waht you cant belive either is how wet the whole scene makes you. And now you seem to be the point of attention in this bizarre but errecting world. You aon't even care that you are naked and should be embarrassed.

"Ah, looks like our guest of honor just arrived," a familiar voice says next to you.

You turn around and see Burce who is followed by Juri. Bruce seems to be happy and relaxed while Juris face is as hard as stone and shows no recognizable emotion. You smile at bruce and want to tell him how amazing the whole area is. You also want to say him that you are not angry with him because of the drugging. But before you can say a word Bruce raises his hand and blocks your mouth.

"No, little lady, slaves are not allowed to talk without permission," he says still friendly, "and this permission you will not get tonight. You can call for help if one of the guests behaves inappropriately towards you. But that's all. You won't say a word, you won't groan, you won't sob. Every time you do this, a minute follows on the Spanish horse. And our dear Juri here will count. You can talk later when you are in bed. Now come with me. I have to introduce you to the guests."

Bruce leads you in the middle of the salon where is a round platform with a pole sunk into the floor. You assume it is for pole dancing or strip shows. Juri helps you up to the platform and hands you a scale with two wights and a wooden sword. Then he whispers you into the ear to take a pose like a Justitia statue. You think a moment about how a Justitia statue looks. But then you remember one which was on the desk of the corporate lawyer of the bank where you work. When you take the pose Juri looks pleased, as much as you can tell by his face. You also notice that everyons attention is now on you.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," Bruce says loud, "some of you are not the first time here so you have to know that from time to time a new submissive slut enters our house. And a few of them agree to join the ranks of our servants for the time of their stays. It is a rare event but tonight a new submissive arrived and is ready to help us make your vacacions the best you ever had. I ask you all for a nice welcoming for our newest servant. **** number 032, Ashley Valentine."

Most guests and servants with free Hands give you a friendly applause. However a few men and women, especially from high society, tend to look at you with disparagement and contempt. As if they were something better. And somewhere a spoiled rich kid screams "bitch". But you don't mind them and with a embarrassed blushing you smile shy at the people who are friendy to you.

"As it is tradition our newbies will face a harsh first evening," Bruce explains friendly, "maybe you see at her red ass and sore back that she already passed a test of her physical resilience and pain limit. The next hour we give you the chance to get your hands on her. But nothing more than hands. Tonight **** 32 is enjoying puppy protection. You are allowed to stroke her breast, massage her pussy and pat her belly. And if one of you manages to make sure that her scale is no longer in balance without **** and without pushing, you can spank her sweet, red butt. **** 32 must always keep her pose and remain silent. Otherwise ... there will be a penalty. So what are you waiting for, ladies and gentlemen? Let the games begin."