A scandalous game

You hear cheers from the front of the crowd again and, craning your neck, your eyes widen at the sight from that end of the room. A young man - presumably one of the DOM bros - is leading in a line of girls, all of whom have their hands cuffed together in front of them. The girls are, to a one, nude. Some of them are clearly embarrassed, hanging their head of attempting to shield their crotch or breasts with their hands. Others grin shamelessly at the crowd as they follow the leader into a line at the base of the stairs. Briana Windham descends the stairs elegantly while another brother wheels in a small contraption: a game-show-style spinner wheel, like on Wheel of Fortune. The wheel's got a few segments labelled "P," "A," "M," and "T," a whole bunch more with what looks like a bull's head, and three very sparkly glitter-covered ones.

"These are the lovely girls of DOM, folks! Give them a hand, please," Harrison announces. "The maidservants who didn't choose to immediately switch out of their assignments this year, including a couple of repeat customers!" There's cheering and clapping from the crowd. "And we share and share alike at DOM, both among ourselves and with the public - at least during parties, that is. So as is traditional, we'll now be giving these girls their service names and their assignment for tonight. Shall we get this show on the road?"

A thunderous roar from the crowd. Harrison grins and gestures down to Windham, who smiles graciously and turns toward the line of naked girls. The crowd falls silent as she walks slowly up and down before them, heels clicking on the wooden floor. Finally she stops in front of a slightly chubby, full-chested strawberry blonde girl whose hair is pulled up into a bun. She seems to be one of the more nervous girls, eyes dropped to the floor. Windham smirks at the crowd, then reaches forward and drags the other girl out of line by her handcuffs. There are a few scattered whoops as the girl stumbles and nervously steps out of line.

"What's your name, sweetie?" Windham asks loudly. The other girl keeps her eyes on the floor as Windham reaches up and gently caresses her large, full breasts.

"C-Claire."

"You're new, right?" the redhead nods, and Windham smiles sunnily, leaning in and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Welcome, Claire. Call me 'Mistress.' Now...you've got a nice bush down here." She reaches down and tugs at the fluffy orange hair at the girl's crotch. "I'll probably make you shave that off later this year, but for now it's a nice unique feature...so we'll name you for the year...GINGERCUNT!"

There are cheers from the crowd as Gingercunt blushes deeply, turning pink not just on her cheeks but all over the top of her chest as well. Windham pulls her over to the wheel. "Now, be a good girl and give the wheel a spin for tonight, Gingercunt." Trembling, the redhead does so. The wheel ticks around slowly, clicking past one of the sparkly segments to finally land on a P. There's some scattered cheers from the crowd as Gingercunt looks back, worriedly, at Windham. The Mistress of the house grins.

"A pussyslut for the night! Start your engines gentlemen, and get those digits ready, ladies. Gingercunt's cunt is open for business!" Gingercunt gasps as she realizes what this means, and Windham leans down with a stick of lipstick. When she steps back, you can barely see that she's written "Fuckslot" on the other girl's lower stomach, with a little arrow pointing down toward her bush.

It quickly becomes clear that the other letters stand for "ass," "tits," and "mouth," and that they indicate the bodypart the girl who spins will be using to satisfy the guests that night. A couple more girls spin and are assigned names and duties, with Windham taking clear pleasure in choosing the girls who look most shy first. When a short but busty dark-haired girl spins "mouth" and shakes her head when asked whether she can deepthroat, Windham grins. "Good night to learn, then," she says, and fits the scared-looking girl with a ring gag that one of the frat bros hands her.

A petite, almost scrawny, flat-chested Black girl is the first of the evening to spin a segment marked with a bull's head. "W-what does that mean?" the girl (rechristened Tinybutt) asks nervously.

"Means you're mine for the night, cutie!" Yang calls. He vaults the stairs with a grin, landing heavily on the floor as Windham smoothly retrieves a headpiece that looks like a set of rabbit ears and places it on the girl's head, working it into her hair so it won't come loose. Tinybutt gasps as Yang scoops her up bodily and carries her over toward the platform marked "THE STUD." "Might as well get things going!" he calls jovially, to raucous cheers. He pushes the girl onto the platform, hauls himself up after her, and, with a dramatic gesture, tears away his thong, revealing a girthy, already-hard cock. Tinybutt whimpers but complies as he pulls her over to him and pulls her head to his crotch, beginning to fuck her mouth.

There are few surprises in the rest of the division; roughly half the girls, as the wheel predicts, get the "Stud" assignment, and are kitted out with various animal ears or horns and are chained to the bottom of Yang's platform as Tinybutt continues to swallow his meat. Most of the others get assigned to a single use, but two spin the sparkly sections and are assigned as "party sluts" - free for any use. As they're taken off to be tied in some of the upstairs bedrooms (one of them grinning, the other looking petrified) their wedges are removed from the wheel so that there won't be too many party sluts, but the third wedge never comes up.

Finally, all the girls have been given names and duties for the evening. As Windham finishes putting lipstick on an athletic blonde girl now named Musclebitch, Harrison smiles and spreads his arms wide.

"Well, honored guests, you've seen the division of the spoils," he says, speaking loudly so that his voice can carry over the squeals and gasps of Tinybutt, who's now getting fucked doggystyle up on the platform by Yang. "We ask only that you allow our brothers to avail themselves of their maids' services first, but otherwise, please: enjoy them as you would our home, our company, our beer! Let the party commeeeeeeeeeence!"

With a wild cheer, the frat bros surge forward to grab the remaining girls, who variously shriek, laugh, or squeal as they're carried or pulled away - and in some cases just pushed right down onto the floor by frat bros with their pants already open. The music starts up again, bass thumping through the house, as the party starts to decidedly resemble an orgy.

"Well that was...instructive," Judy says dryly. "Remind me to switch right away if I get assigned a DOM guy next year..."

"Hahaha, all those girls are gonna be second-years or older, so I bet they knew what was comin'," Derek says with a grin. "Heart wants what it wants...genitals, too."

"Mmmm. Well, in any case, I think it's time I head out of here," Judy says. "You coming, Leah?"

"O-oh...ummm..." Leah looks uncertainly at Derek, who takes a swig of beer from his plastic red cup.

"Up to you, babe. I'm gonna stay, but you can go if you really want. I won't lie, though, I'd really like ya to stay..."

"Oh, I...I guess I'll...stay," Leah says, looking nervously at Judy. The Korean girl sighs.

"Fine. What about you, Luke? You headed out or gonna stay for...this?" She gestures, one eyebrow raised in bemusement, at the crowd. You can see a couple of girls getting fucked not far away, and over it all the sight of the Stud, who even as you look pulls out of the trembling, exhausted Tinybutt, flips her over, and coats her face and chest with a surprisingly large volume of semen. He pushes the petite Black girl into the waiting hands of one of his frat bros with a laugh, and while the bro chains the cum-covered girl to the side of the platform Yang surveys his options before pulling a skinny brunette white girl with apple-sized tits up the platform, starting to rub her clit as he directs her mouth to his still-hard cock.