You're staying

"I'll stay," you say, trying to keep your voice firm and confident. It's not just the financial necessity of fulfilling your contract, and buying a little more time to pay your rent that drives your answer, but the thrilling flutter of excitement in your belly. Frankly, the thought of strangers fondling you at will, of spanking you, of fucking you has your pussy hot and wet with arousal and your mind full of images of you being passed around for the pleasure of others.

"And you will be fully compliant?" Mr. Berridge asks with a polite smile.

"Yes...yes...fully," you stammer shyly, looking down at the floor.

"Excellent," he says with a low chuckle. "You are particularly appetizing when you act shy. The blushing maiden, and all that. You'll be very popular tonight."

You blush deeper at his words, but wiggle a bit in pleasure at the compliment. You've always loved getting attention from men, and the thought that you'll be the centre of attention from his party guests is tremendously exciting to you.

"Oh, I should ask one more thing. You'll have no objection to serving women I assume? I should have made it clear that my guests cover both genders."

His words give you a momentary pause. You had been assuming that you were going to be serving a party of men, being fondled and fingered and fucked by them. The thought that women were going to be there had not occurred to you. You've only had one experience with another woman in your life. Last year you and your friend Brianna were picked up by a couple of guys at a party and all went home together. Everyone was a bit drunk and the night had turned into a bit of an orgy, with both guys taking turns with each of you, frankly seeming a bit more interested in you than her. Sometime in the evening the two of you wound up devouring each other. You remember the sensation of lapping and sucking at her wet and fragrant folds while she probed your hot cunt with her tongue and fingers. The two of you had never repeated the experience, had never mentioned it again after that night, but the thought of something similar happening tonight sends another jolting thrill of excitement through you.

"No...no objection at all," you answer, your voice hardly more than a whisper.

"Better and better," he says. "I think this is going to be a memorable evening, Lisa."

His fingers reach out and trace down your cheek and neck, teasing gently over the lush flesh of your breasts. He watches you catch your breath with a little gasp and smiles in wry approval. You stare at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to touch you as he will, touch you and take you and possess you, wanting it more than anything else in the world right now.