End of the Party

The ladies all rode their chairs to orgasm several times. Emily then was set to turning the chairs back to ass position, so the ladies could sit and enjoy a last glass of champagne. The session was beginning to wind down.

Kate, of course, had a prescribed ritual. Emily spun the chair around, then helped Kate to clamber in. Debbie first looked at Kate. "Miss Kate, I feel the party is nearing its close, and I was hoping I could perhaps give a proper goodbye to your lovely asshole." Kate did not say anything, but simply began to lower her ass onto Debbie's face. As she was sitting, Debbie once again directed her gaze to Kate's asshole. "Miss Kate's asshole," she said loudly. "I'm so glad to see you again! I will miss you when you are gone, but perhaps I might kiss you goodbye." Then her tongue disappeared into Kate's ass as Kate relaxed onto Debbie's face.

As the ladies drank, Liz said, "Ladies, I believe our time is running low. Now as you know, our tradition is not to be ungrateful to those who serve us. I suggest we all leave a small tip."

With that, the four turned up the dials on their remotes. Soon, the four women underneath were experiencing powerful orgasms. Sasha pulled harshly on the chain attached to Ellie's tits, causing her nipples to extend lewdly, while Kate pressed down more weight on Debbie's face, trying to get Debbie's tongue deeper into her ass.

After this, the ladies rose, in some cases with Emily's help. "Now, Emily my dear, you may also have a tip," said Liz.

"Yes, ma'am," replied Emily. "With whom?"

"Please use Ellie today, with my compliments," Sasha interjected immediately. "I should so love to see the contrast between her dark skin and your fairer tone."

Emily walked over to where Ellie still lay, tied up. The clamps on her nipples were still in place, and the chain was clearly visible across her chest. Emily stepped up onto the chair and lithely swung her leg over, landing her ass on Ellie's face. She reached down and played gently with her own pussy while she ground her ass lewdly on Ellie. Then she reached back with both hands to spread her ass cheeks so that the other ladies could watch as she rubbed her asshole on Ellie's nose and lips.

After a minute of this, she stood, spun around gracefully, and lowered her pussy onto Ellie's face. She repeated the process here, rubbing her juices liberally over Ellie's features, finally coming to rest on Ellie's mouth. Ellie knew what was expected and began licking in earnest, as Emily reached up and gently pinched one of her own nipples.

Soon, Emily had an orgasm. She grabbed Ellie's hair and ground her pussy harder into Ellie's mouth. She was shaking and shuddering, and let out a loud scream.

While Emily was putting on her show, Liz walked over to where Sarah knelt. Without a word, or even a look down, she stepped up to Sarah's mouth and began to urinate. She did notice that the sybian was still running, so she turned off the remote, to Sarah's relief. Sarah gulped it down eagerly, trying to please Elizabeth, but Liz did not pay any attention to her at all. When she finished, she simply wiped the remaining droplets on Sarah's lips and walked back to the the table.

Emily's orgasm subsided, and several ladies applauded. "I so love watching you perform," said Kate. "It's truly a delight." Here she reached to caress Emily's breasts.

"What I would love to see," said Sasha, "is for the lovely Emily to use the urinal. I think that would be a cap to teatime."

"Oh, yes," said Kate. "Truly a great idea!"

Emily looked to Miss Liz. "Ma'am?" she asked.

"Why yes, of course, Emily. How remiss of us to exclude you! If you must go, you must go my dear. Let us by all means go and watch."

Sarah watched as the group walked toward her. She was feeling a bit numb. Her arms hurt from being tied behind her for so long, and she longed to release the contents of her own bladder. 'Irony,' she thought.

Emily looked down into her eyes. Sarah thought that perhaps Emily was feeling sorry for her. 'No need for that,' she thought. She gave Emily a sly wink, hoping she'd see it.

Emily stepped forward and straddled Sarah's face, and for the first time Sarah could see that Emily shaved completely. Her hairless slit glistened slightly. She lowered herself gently onto Sarah's mouth, and began to piss.

Her piss flowed freely and, at first, Sarah struggled to keep up. 'Slow down, slow down,' she thought frantically. She gulped hard and managed to swallow enough to avoid any spilling from her mouth. Emily's piss was the sweetest yet. 'Still bitter, but almost delicious,' she thought. 'Like an unusual martini.'

Shortly, the flow stopped. "Clean," commanded Emily simply, and Sarah flicked her tongue out, over Emily's pussy, gathering up the last droplets of urine. 'Her pussy tastes great too.'

"Ladies, I think it's now time for the final act," said Miss Liz.

"Ohhhh, no!" whined Kate. "It's too soon!"

"Yes," said Sherry. "Might I have one more request? You know how I adore Emily's perfect asshole." The other ladies giggled, as it was nearly all Sherry could talk about. "I would like a souvenir photo from today, of our beautiful urinal's tongue exploring that bit of perfection."

"Splendid idea!" agreed Kate. "A very deep exploration!"

Emily looked down at Sarah and commanded, "Tongue out." Sarah stuck her tongue out as far as she could. Kate laughed. Then, Emily turned around and bent over slightly. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks far apart. Sarah could clearly see Emily's asshole.

Next, Emily backed up until the tip of Sarah's tongue was just about to touch her asshole. Sarah heard several phones click as various ladies took a photo. Emily relaxed and "winked" her asshole, while sliding backward just a bit further. Sarah's tongue slid past Emily's sphincter and into her gaping asshole.

"Lovely," gasped Sherry. Sarah heard her phone snap several photos. Sherry then leaned in for a better look. Her head was just above Sarah's face. "It's a shame you weren't a chair today," she said. Then she looked down and casually spit into Sarah's face. The spit hit the bridge of her nose, just between her eyes.

Sarah did not shut her eyes. 'Emily must be magic,' she thought. 'Even her asshole doesn't taste too bad.' It had an earthy taste, not at all unpleasant. Sarah found she didn't mind doing this for the ladies at all.

The photography was complete, though, so Emily pulled away. She then walked to the next room, and came back pushing a dessert cart. Sarah was lower than the top of the cart, so she could not see what was on top, but the bottom shelf consisted of various heavy leather whips.

"Now, ladies," said Miss Liz. "As promised, we will each get four strokes on Sarah's lovely breasts."

"Just four?" whined Kate.

"Please cease your whining, Kate," Liz replied sharply. "It's unbecoming. And yes, just four, two per breast, and only from the top shelf. Sarah has given a great performance today, truly outstanding, but we mustn't forget that she is also new here."

Miss Liz stepped forward. "I shall go first." She picked up an implement from the top shelf, and without warning brought it down upon Sarah's right breast. It stung, but not so much that Sarah made a sound. Another blow, and then two to the left breast, followed in quick succession. As Liz set down the implement, Sarah could see that it was a riding crop like the one that Emily had set on the table.

"I would like to go last," said Kate.

"As you know, this is not something I really enjoy," said Sherry. "I'll be skipping my turn."

"Does this mean I can give extra strokes?" asked Kate.

"No," replied Liz.

Sasha picked something off the cart and came over to stand next to Sarah. She held up her hand, and Sarah could see that she was holding a long, thin leather belt. She drew her arm back and fiercely struck Sarah across both breasts at once. The pain was intense, and Sarah made a kind of moaning yell. Without waiting, Sasha pulled back and struck again. This time the belt hit across both nipples, and Sarah again tried to scream out in pain. Sasha then took two more strong lashes in quick succession. Sarah felt as though her breasts were on fire. She was breathing heavily and tears were coming from her eyes.

"Your turn, Miss Kate," said Sasha, stepping away from Sarah.

Kate walked toward her. "I was planning to use her most cruelly," said Kate. "I had a simply vicious idea in mind. But now... I am feeling quite satisfied and the urge has left me. Brava, Sasha, that was excellent!"

Then she continued, "However, before leaving, if you'll pardon my language, I do need to urinate again!" With this she stepped up to Sarah's mouth and lowered herself into position.

As she peed she said, "Does anyone else need to go again? It's your last chance!"

There were no takers, and as her stream came to a stop, she said, "Please clean me, my dear Sarah. You've performed so wonderfully." Kate reached up and turned the sybian back on, to an even higher setting than before. "I can't wait to see you again at work on Monday."