The Seating

Emily led the way to the table. The ladies stopped and admired the tableau with anticipation. The table was beautifully set with flowers, a tower of cakes and cookies, antique china plates and cups, and crystal glasses for water and champagne. Arrayed around the table were four women, their faces hidden from view, but their lovely bodies naked and bound for display.

"Breathtaking," said Sasha. "Congratulations, Miss Liz."

"Thank you," she said. "Now, Emily, our places if you would."

"Of course," replied Emily. "First, Kate, your place is here. I trust that she is to your liking." Emily guided Kate to a chair, and reached down and lifted the napkin from Debbie's face.

"Oh, delightful!" squealed Kate. "I do so love Debbie!"

Debbie looked her directly in the eye. "Welcome back, Miss Kate. It's been far too long," she said in a voice loud enough for the entire party to hear. "I wonder if I might also extend my welcome to your beautiful asshole?"

Emily snickered to herself. Kate had some silly requests, though she had to admit they were also quite demeaning.

"Why yes!" said Kate. "How thoughtful of you!"

Kate handed her parasol to Emily, then held Emily's hand as she settled partway into the chair. She bent at the waist, but stopped just shy of sitting down. Kate's round ass was directly in front of Debbie's face. Debbie made sure to look directly, and intently, at Kate's puckered asshole..

"Welcome back, Miss Kate's asshole," said Debbie, again in a loud, clear voice. "It's been far too long. I wonder if I might have a kiss."

With that, Kate lowered her asshole the rest of the way, directly onto Debbie's waiting mouth. She waited to hear Debbie make a kissing sound, and then said, "Thank you Emily. This is perfect."

Emily turned to Sasha. "Miss Sasha, if you please," she said. Sasha followed her to the next chair.

"Oh, Emily, thank you so much for remembering!" she said as she saw the nipple clamps and riding crop next to her plate. Emily reached down and pulled off the napkin, revealing Ellie. "Ah, just as I asked for!" she said. She did not take Emily's hand, but instead climbed into the chair and sat directly onto Ellie's waiting face. She reached immediately for the nipple clamps and attached them to Ellie's large, exposed breasts.

Emily turned to Sherry. "Miss Sherry," she gestured. She led Sherry to a chair and lifted the napkin. "I believe you've had the pleasure of meeting Susie," she said.

"Why yes," said Sherry. "I believe we have met. Emily, would you mind very much switching this chair to the pussy position? Seeing the urinal has left me feeling quite excited!"

"Not at all, ma'am." Emily bent down and spun the chair around on its rollers, then spun the back of the chair. Now Susie was facing the other way.

"Delightful," said Sherry. "Now, Emily, might I ask you to show it to me today?"

Emily straightened. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean, ma'am. Show you what?"

The other ladies twittered softly behind their hands. Sherry said, "Why, your beautiful asshole of course. You know I simply adore it!"

"As you wish," said Emily. She leaned forward and pressed her large breasts onto an empty spot on the table, then reached back and spread her ass cheeks with both hands. "Is this adequate, ma'am?" she asked.

Sherry stepped forward. "Oooh, more than adequate," she cooed. She reached out with her right index finger. "Might I?"

"Naturally, ma'am," came the immediate response.

Sherry placed her fingertip directly on the bud of Emily's asshole. Then, Emily relaxed and caused her asshole to wink, sucking gently at Sherry's finger, pulling it slightly inside.

"It still gives me chills when you do that!" exclaimed Sherry. "You are so talented!" She withdrew her finger and looked at it dubiously. Then, she turned and, without a word, pushed it past Susie's lips and into her mouth. Susie sucked at the finger and swirled her tongue over it.

"Thank you," said Sherry. "Please help me sit, Emily." Emily took her hand as Sherry lowered her pussy directly onto Susie's mouth. "Ahhhh," she said. "This is the life."

"Miss Liz," said Emily as she lifted the final napkin "We've reserved Candy for you today."

Elizabeth walked over to the chair, and then climbed up into it. As she did so, she made sure to step directly on Candy's exposed pussy. Candy moaned. "Candy, my dear, please stick your tongue out," she said. As she did so she ground her foot cruelly down, causing more pain. Candy thrust her tongue into the air, and Liz turned and sat on it.

The ladies sat and chatted for some time. They ate cookies and got reacquainted -- except for Sherry, who focused her attention on Susie's face. After three orgasms, Sherry called Emily over. "I simply must switch this chair back to ass position," she said. "I find I need a rest." Emily helped her up, and rearranged the chair, and Sherry sat down on Susie's mouth again.

Emily served champagne and refilled tea. The ladies ate cookies and discussed various topics of mutual interest. Sasha reached down periodically to pull on the nipple clamps that she had attached to Ellie's nipples. This would cause Ellie to moan delightfully into her ass.

"One thing I might change," said Kate, "if I might be so bold..."

"Yes?" asked Liz. "We're of course always trying to perfect our little regimen, aren't we?"

"I wonder whether it might be nice if the urinal could speak. Perhaps she could make requests like poor Debbie here." She reached down and slapped Debbie's breast sharply.

"Yes, I've considered it," said Liz.

At this moment, Sasha was not listening, but instead had picked up her riding crop and was applying it vigorously to Ellie's pussy. Small screams came from the region near Sasha's ass.

"As I was saying," continued Liz. "I think in the future we will probably do as you ask. Also, I wonder whether it might be convenient to have two urinals. It's so terribly inconvenient to wait to use the toilet."

"Oooh, a very nice idea," said Sherry. "Though... it was so difficult to find even this urinal, how likely are we to find another?"

"Surely one urinal must know other ones," replied Kate. "We can simply have her find them."

Sasha stopped beating Ellie and looked up. "It would be rather more convenient, I think, if our chairs could also serve as urinals. Then we might relax more deeply here without rising."

"That is an excellent point, Sasha!" said Liz. "Though I fear it may be difficult to arrange. We shall have to discuss this further, however, as I find I'm quite intrigued."

"It's a difficult choice for me, I'm afraid," said Kate. "I do love seeing our urinal displayed like that, but then again, the idea of having her here as my chair also gives me a thrill. Now, though, I'm afraid this champagne has gone straight through me, and I must avail myself of the facilities. Emily?"

Emily walked to Kate and offered her hand. Kate stood, tottering slightly, and then walked over to where Sarah sat, waiting. Emily helped Kate onto the small platform that ringed Sarah. "I have it from here, Emily, thank you," said Kate. Emily returned to the table.

Kate ran her fingers across Sarah's face. "This is so very fitting," she said. She bent forward, and spit directly into Sarah's face. The spit struck Sarah's eyebrow, and some trickled near her left eye. "Hmm, that won't do," said Kate. She spat again, and this time the spit crossed the bridge of Sarah's nose and her cheek.

Kate stood again, then slid forward. She lowered her pussy to Sarah's mouth, and ground her hips back and forth, as if to find a perfect fit. Once she was satisfied, she began to piss.

Her piss came out slowly. Sarah's nostrils flared as the acrid taste hit her taste buds, but she did not gag, and she started drinking steadily to keep up. Kate let out a long sigh of approval. Shortly she was finished, and said, "Please clean me." Sarah used her tongue to clean the remaining drops of piss from Kate's folds. Then Kate called for Emily again and they walked back to the table.

Debbie looked up at Kate as she approached. "Miss Kate!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I was just in the midst of the most interesting discussion with your beautiful asshole, and I was hoping I might resume it!"

Kate eyed her. "A discussion, Debbie? Are you sure?"

Debbie affected a sheepish look. "No, ma'am. To be honest we were making out. But I should very much love to continue the session!"

Kate said, "Thank you for your honesty, Debbie. And you may continue."

She lowered her ass until it was hovering directly over Debbie's face. Debbie gazed longingly at Kate's asshole. She was putting on a show. Loudly, again, she said, "Oh, Miss Kate's asshole, I love you. I hope this is not too forward, but I would love to French kiss you." Emily could see her tongue slide out as Kate put her weight onto Debbie's face.

Sasha was next to ask to be excused. She went over to Sarah, then called to Emily. "Emily, this urinal is a disgraceful mess. Please come clean her up."

Emily came over and peered down at Sarah. "I see what you mean, ma'am," she said. "I will clean up this spit straightaway." Emily brought a spoon and slowly and carefully scraped Kate's lingering spit from Sarah's face. When the spoon was full, she deposited the cold mixture in Sarah's open mouth. After a couple such spoonfuls, Emily took a warm washcloth and wiped Sarah's face. "There, ma'am. Clean enough to sit on," she said.

Sasha pissed much harder than Kate had, and Sarah had some trouble keeping up. The whole time, too, Sasha looked down into her eyes. "You make a beautiful urinal," said Sasha quietly. "I wonder whether you serve men this way. Your husband perhaps -- does he know you're a piss-drinker? Does he call you toilet at home?" When she was done, Sasha rubbed her cunt back and forth across Sarah's lips.

When she returned to the table, she said, "Emily, I believe my chair needs a turn. Would you please take care of that?"

Kate said, "It does rather seem like time!" Liz also got up, and Emily set to work, spinning the three chairs to point the other direction. Sasha and Liz sat back down and there were contented sighs as the bound women began lapping at their pussies.

Kate moved to straddle Debbie, and then stopped short. The damp folds of her pussy hung just before Debbie's face. Debbie spoke clearly, "Oh, Miss Kate's pussy. Please don't be jealous! I would be delighted to kiss you as well!" Then Kate lowered herself the rest of the way.

Sherry got up. "Emily, please turn my chair while I freshen up." Then she walked over to Sarah.

Sarah could see her approach. Sherry stood over Sarah. "I'm not one to give beatings," said Sherry quietly. "I much prefer positive reinforcement." She adjusted her stance so that her crotch was resting on Sarah's mouth. Then, she let out a small trickle of urine. "Please don't swallow yet, my dear," she said. Sarah did as she was asked, and she could hear the hissing sound of Sherry's urine, filling her mouth. Sherry stepped back to admire her work.

What she saw was Sarah Osbourne, a highly educated university professor, kneeling, nude and bound, on top of a sybian. Her head was held back and her mouth, **** open with a gag, was full of a small yellow pool of urine. Sarah's eyes tracked Sherry.

"I should so love to watch you drink a glass of urine," said Sherry. "Of your own volition. Perhaps we might go out to lunch together." Then she reached up to the shelf and took down the remote. She turned up the dial on the sybian. Sarah had never used one before, and even at a relatively low setting, the feelings were intensely pleasurable.

Sherry stepped forward and lowered her pussy back onto Sarah's mouth. "Drink now, please," she said. Sarah gulped her mouthful, then continued to drink as Sherry released more piss into Sarah's mouth. As she did so, she also gradually increased the setting on the sybian. Soon, Sarah was cumming. She had a powerfully intense orgasm, shaking and rattling her chains as her mouth rocked into Sherry's waiting cunt. She was breathing hard.

Sherry dismounted and walked back to the table. She did not further adjust the sybian, leaving Sarah in the grip of intense feelings. She reached her chair and, as she mounted to lower her pussy again onto Susie's mouth, she heard Sarah's grunts and moans, indicating another orgasm. She smiled.